Hand over the rivers and mountains to please you: wrong to be the emperor's wife

Chapter 118 Do You Think If You Go In, You Will Come Out?

"The result?" Qi Xuan left a smile, which was charming and charming.

"The result is that he is not dead, but still alive. The stab missed? Beiyue, do you think I will believe this excuse?"

Jiang Yuan got up slowly and put on his coat slowly, as if this person did not exist.

Then, she slowly said: "If the emperor wants her to die, there will be thousands of ways. If you can't die this time, there will be a next time, next time, but your goal has been achieved."

She smiled, "Do you want to ask the crime now? Or do you want to go to the prison?"

To be honest, she was still looking forward to it.

She likes to be quiet and hates crowded places, but recently, too many people come to her, too many people need to deal with, she finds it very annoying.

If she could go to the sky prison to be quiet and quiet, she might be happier.

"Are you so eager to die?" Qi Xuan's left eye flashed sharply.

"What do you think the sky prison is? Do you think you will come out alive after entering?"

"Your Majesty, is it possible that you want to protect me?" Jiang Yuan's eyes were tinged with disdain.

Qi Xuanzuo was really stunned.

Everything was arranged by him, and the result of this is to follow his will, why... Looking at her indifferent smile.

He would hesitate.

"If not, then there's no need to say something misleading, is there?"

She, Jiang Yuan, never needed false sympathy.

In this world, she has always been alone, and she doesn't need to add anything to her world.

A crack appeared on Qi Xuan's left face. This woman has always only pushed other people's good intentions away. Hmph, then I can't blame him.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, if you can't protect yourself in the sky prison, no one can protect you."

Qi Xuan left no longer looking at her, turned his back, "Come here—."

The sky prison is similar to what you see on TV, that is, there are big iron bars, um, the ones here are cleaner.

There was nothing in it except some straw.

Jiang Yuan squatted down, arranged the pile of straw into a bed, and then sat down.

Every time she comes to an environment, whether it is good or bad, she will adapt as soon as possible, and then find a way to make herself comfortable.

(End of this chapter)