Chapter 143 Her Worth Is Death
"Order it, and she will surely get pregnant with a dragon and win the position in the palace." A sliver of cruel light flashed across the blue pupils, and Xie lazily spoke, the soft voice dissipated as soon as the wind blew, but the momentum was so heavy. , you can't ignore it.

The man in white frowned secretly, his thin lips flashed with a bright smile, but his phoenix eyes flashed a faint indifference: "You know very well..."

Knowing that she would die like this, and knowing that the price of fighting for the position in the main palace is death, yet she still let her die...

Zuo Cangxie, you are really ruthless, but it is because of such decisiveness that I admire you so much, even...

"Her value is death." Death can make her pay the greatest value, and he never needs worthless people.

A sneer, a beam of dim light, decides a person's life and death.

And which one of them they were talking about was obviously not Su Guifei from Fenglin Kingdom—Su Lianxin.

Which obsessive woman is wholeheartedly making a wedding dress for her beloved, which femme fatale woman who only wants to see her beloved one side again even if she dies, which glamorous woman is willing to sacrifice herself for love.

At this moment, Concubine Su Gui was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, letting her two maids dress herself up. When she received the order from her master, there was no surprise or dumbness on her beautiful face. Faint, self-deprecating smile, and firm determination.

Even if it is not death, she will die for him, and she was born to live for him, so why should she be afraid of death?

What she was afraid of was nothing more than fear that she would never see anyone again until she died...

Besides, she must be the one who loses, that's what she thinks at the moment.

"Niangniang, what clothes are you going to wear today?" Today is the day when the emperor married the Empress of the West Palace, so An Zhu asked this question carefully, lest someone accidentally offend her master.

Su Lianxin was stunned for a moment, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and then she shot a beam of light coldly: "Bai."

An Zhu was startled: "But..." Who in the palace is not dressed in gorgeous clothes, and the emperor's wedding seems not to be festive, so An Zhu didn't say the last sentence.

(End of this chapter)

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