Chapter 23 [Really heavy hand! 】

"..." Nangong Wenqing didn't dare to say too much. You know, although the distance is not too short, he can guarantee that these words must have fallen into Nangong Bitong's ears verbatim!

"Third brother!" Nangong coughed in embarrassment. Every time Nangong Bitong was silent, he felt a lot of pressure.

But now, his eyes are staring straight at this place.

His heart became even more uneasy.

"Pandelion, give me a seat!" Nangong Bitong nodded, as if she didn't hear the calmness of their conversation, she directed to the eunuch at the side, "Clean up the room that King Xian had before!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The eunuch on the side took the order to leave.

"Aqing, don't you want to salute when you see the emperor? But I can't, what should I do?" Sitting on the chair, Gu Man seemed to have suddenly realized a problem, and quickly pulled Nangong's warm sleeve, and said pitifully , "Will you be beheaded?"

"meeting!"

This word was spoken by Nangong Bitong.

Gu Man was startled, and then asked, "If I die, can you satisfy my request?"

Absolutely sincerely, looking at Nangong Bitong.

Nangong Bitong glanced at her first, and instead of asking her what she wanted, she asked instead, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

"If the emperor wants to kill someone, it's a piece of cake. If you want to kill someone, you can kill him. Since you can't resist, you naturally want to seek some benefits for yourself!" Gu Man frowned, earnestly.

"Do you know this person?" Nangong Bitong stopped talking nonsense and threw the original portrait towards Gu Man.

Powerful!

Gu Man suddenly understood, it turned out that this was a test.

The portrait seemed unintentional, but sitting like this would probably not only lift her veil, but also destroy her face.

Gu Man stretched out her hand nervously to pick up the portrait, stood up, changed position suddenly, and the portrait rushed towards her chest, knocking her to the ground very quickly.

The portrait fell to the ground and fell apart.

Gu Man fell to the ground, vomited a mouthful of blood, dotted the red skirt of the portrait along the veil.

"Aman!" Nangong Wenqing hurriedly tried to drag her up, did she really have no effort?The third brother is really serious.

(End of this chapter)

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