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

Chapter 127
It shouldn't be possible, after all, she was already dead in her previous life, so her body should have been cremated, so she should have gone to hell.

And this body...maybe died, maybe Beiyue returned.

In that way, the emperor is the happiest, right?His Bei Yue might be back.

"The Emperor is here—"

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Jiang Yuan really never thought that she would wake up one day.

When Youyou woke up, it was still night.It's just that the treatment is better, at least not being hung, but lying on the straw.

Well, there is also a quilt.

The whole body hurts to the extreme every time I move it.

Jiang Yuan simply remained motionless like a corpse, but his eyes were rolling around.

The wound on her body should have been treated by someone, who?
It seems that when I fainted, I heard someone shouting "The emperor is here?"

Didn't Qi Xuanzuo say that she will not be protected if she enters the prison?Why are you running here again?

Jiang Yuan smiled self-deprecatingly, she slept for a long time, she didn't feel sleepy at all, but her whole body couldn't move, her eyes rolled around, but she could only stop.

Being in a daze is the only thing she can do now.

In fact, she is still a bit regretful that she survived.

If she dies, she's done, but now that she's alive, she doesn't know what kind of torture is waiting for her.

She is not afraid of death, but once there is hope of life, it will arouse people's desire.

She was afraid that she wanted to live again, but she couldn't get rid of the shackles.

"Are you awake?" came a faint, hoarse voice from behind.

Jiang Yuan couldn't see who was coming, and she didn't plan to answer, because she really didn't know what to say to him.

Say thank you?Thank him for saving her?That's the joke.

The visitor came to the front slowly, sat down, and then gently helped Jiang Yuan up.

Even though his movements were as gentle and slow as possible, Jiang Yuan still felt pain all over his body, like being stabbed by needles one by one.

"Don't bite, your lip is broken long ago, doesn't it hurt?"

The lips were gently caressed by warm fingers, which brought some numbness.

"No pain."

(End of this chapter)