Chapter 142 Who Can Help (1)

This little Yi is actually quite fun.She raised her hand to touch his neck, but she was cruel enough that she really stabbed him if she didn't want to say it.

For a handsome man like him, she was able to deal with it. It seems that Han Zheng is really important to her, "Xiaoyi"

Whispering, he thought about it and felt that the name might be fake, because the other Lord of the Rings was actually in her hand. If he thought right, she should be called Yi Wanyan.

"Ahem..." The fire continued to burn in his throat, making him extremely uncomfortable.

A gust of wind blows into the room, lifts the gauze curtain and dances like a shadow, looks up at the looming blue sky in the ups and downs of the gauze curtain, puts down the snow-white silk to cover her mouth, but sees a puddle of blood on it , Invisibly dyed his eyes red.

Have you relapsed?This was the only explanation he could come up with for this.The corners of his lips curled up, his faint smile was still pale in the sunlight, and he vaguely felt that the god of death was waving at him again.

……

The blazing sunlight poured down from the leaves, forming weird patterns on the ground. Xiao Yi walked in those complicated and difficult patterns, helpless.

She never dreamed that one day she would be kicked out of the palace, so that food, clothing, housing and transportation are now a problem.What it means to lose your wife and lose your army, she now understands a little bit.

It's not worth thinking about how she ended up like this because of that desperate Han Zheng.

How to do?
Looking for Han Zheng, in this strange ancient times, and in this strange city, it can be said to be a needle in a haystack. If there is no high-ranking official to help, there may be no information.

Alas, why didn't I hold Han Zheng's hand tightly during time travel?In this way, it is possible for them to travel to the same place - Mingxing's bedroom.

That's great, no one should worry about anyone.

Mingxing, can this guy help me find Han Zheng?Thinking of this, she sneered and shook her head. He could do nothing to save herself, let alone Han Zheng who had never masked himself.

Stopping her feet, she suddenly thought of a person who was most likely to be found and who was extremely efficient——Chu Ge!
He is the emperor, the world is the king!It should be very simple to lose one person, besides, he and Han Zheng look exactly the same, only their temperaments are quite different.

(End of this chapter)

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