Love in Another Life: My Gentle Tyrant

The emperor held a scythe in one hand and a long sword in the other, but the sword had just been pulled out of the chest of a guard.

The guard couldn't even scream and his body had fallen.

It was the one who accidentally injured the wax.

He opened his eyes wide to the sky and sprayed warm blood from his body, dampening the Emperor's robe as well.

But the emperor did not tremble, and Jade White's hand threw his sword underground.

It is said that Emperor Qingjia is humble and warm as a jade.

Xiao Xiao's clothes disappeared, everyone was shocked and horrified, Yao Guang trembled, but suddenly he was obsessed. If this man was holding himself...

When he woke up, there was no one around him.

Sitting up from the bed, she was still a little dizzy, but she could still recognize the room in front of her. This setup, though elegant and beautiful, is not the New Year's Palace, nor the palace.

Shoulder pain, she licked her dry lips, mute: “Butterfly...”

No one responded.

She frowned and earned money trying to get out of bed, but her body slipped, almost falling out of bed, her footsteps hurried and one hand held her tight.

“Butterfly?” The wind was a butterfly.

The butterfly hurried her to her bed and covered her with a quilt.

“Where am I?” Xuan Qiduo.

The butterfly whispered, "It's a different courtyard set up by the Emperor on the outskirts. ”

No answer can be more shocking than this, and Xuan is struck —— what the hell is going on?

“Butterfly, where is he? ”

Butterfly glanced, but half-stamped. “Master, I'm going to get some porridge outside. ”

She was stunned, full of dark lines, she was at least bravely injured. This woke up. Without a man full of scum, her own close-knit daughter was still gambling. None of them played like this on TV. Why doesn't it be her turn to stop bleeding?

Five days.

Almost all of the households in the neighborhood have met.

The emperor is still silent.

It was dark at night and it was raining outside. The smell of bananas came in.

The walrus took a wolf and “ghost painter" on the paper.

Butterfly wind, little luzi, little twins, and a few vulture palace palaces are all there, apparently a small vulture palace.

It is worth mentioning that Dr. Choi comes here every day to change her medication and then leaves like a ghost.

Ask Butterfly what happened to them and shake their heads desperately to say that they don't know, just that the Emperor made everyone serve their mothers well.

Xuan Qi was bored, but to the butterfly and others, the good words and temptations were ineffective, the scolding and punishment could not be made out, and they were in a hurry, so they brushed on their knees. What else could they do?

She never seemed to understand what the man was thinking.

A few more pens were applied, rubbing the paper and throwing it on the floor. “Sleeping. ”

Butterfly was curious, picked up the paper and saw a few lines written on it.

Cruel emperor's abandoned princess.

Emperor, I'm taking a break from you.

Butterfly: “Ma'am, what is this? ”

Xu: “I wrote a novel. ”

“Butterfly, what are you looking at?” A few inner servants came up.

The corner of the butterfly's mouth twitched, scolding: “Go, Mama's going to settle down. ”

The servants came out of the fish, and the butterfly was about to take this treacherous note out and destroy the remains, and the muffled voice came from the quilt: "Throw me back on the floor. ”

The butterfly understood that the mood was depressed and remembered the things that had been spread throughout the palace. His heart was saddened by the mood, so he simply put things back in her bed.

He didn't sleep, covered his head with a quilt, and his eyes were a little damp.

She did it for him, willingly, and she didn't think he'd give birth to her since, but for five days, leaving her here without asking, what is this?

She was stunned. I don't know how long it took. The room sounded like a whisper. She was shocked. How could she always encounter this situation? Somebody come in? Is that him?

She screamed and pulled the quilt apart, shouting: "The dragon is not divorced ——”

But the room was empty.

He grinned and lit up the oil lamp on the table, staring at the ground.

All of a sudden, she's a psychic. Before I went to bed, the paper was still on the ground...

She shocked herself, all her clothes and shoes couldn't be worn, and pulled the door open and rushed out.

“Dragons don't leave. ”

Outside, it was still raining, dark and cold, and she stood in the yard shouting, the rain all over her head, wetting the wound on her shoulder, very painful.

That mouth was so deep that it began to show signs of healing.

“Master, what are you doing here? ”

Behind him, the butterfly and others engined the umbrella, and the beard spread out and walked over, and his face was full of panic.

“If you still think I'm the master, don't follow me.” With all the rain on his face, Xuan rubbed it off and pushed the gate out.

Dark rain, not far away is a small forest of bananas. Several nearby households put out the lights early.

She stood in the rain for a while, walking around like a blind fly.

“Dragon never leaves, is it you? Where are you? ”

She cried and shouted blankly, responding to the sound of rain dripping down her face.

“Dragons don't separate, dragons don't separate. ”

Her mouth screamed and walked forward, not many steps, not knowing what tripped her, fell to the ground, her calf seemed to be cut by something, a wet heat ache.

It's raining, falling, dog-blooded scenes.

Xuan suddenly wanted to laugh, she struggled to stand up and shouted: “Long Fei, I've had enough, the beauty of the rear palace 3,000, in your heart, I know, I've never been anything. Wouldn't the greatest thing be to help you get a capsule? ”

“Enough, I've had enough, I don't like you anymore, never again...”

She cried and laughed, her head faint, her body soft and she fell to the ground.

What passed in the rain, her waist tightened and she was held in her arms.

“Butterfly wind...” Xuan closed his eyes and swallowed.

“Is the butterfly strong enough to hold you like this?” Somebody ask a few questions.

He was suddenly lightly lifted. He opened his eyes in panic and reflected them in a deep whirlpool of eyes.

That cheeky show is beautiful.

Now, like her, every inch of skin is raining water, far away, Xu Qiu stands still with an umbrella.

Xuan chewed his teeth and laughed, “Dragon, what is this? ”

Dragon didn't talk, hugged her and quickly walked to the front yard.

"“ Put me down. ”

He kept walking, she struggled hard in his arms...

After a while, she stopped moving, like she was dying on him.

Dragon was not surprised, looked at her face, but saw her eyes red and swollen, swallowed, humming, even crying and gasping.

When did he ever hear someone shouting at him, but he felt tight and slowly put her on the ground?

Xuan stood still, endured the pain, walked to the courtyard wall to help, stared coldly at the man in front of him, laughing: “Aren't you going to abandon me here to self-destruct? Then please don't come back. Get out! ”

Dragon Fei also smiled coldly, his eyes as dark as this day, watching her hands pointed straight at him, trembling but full of determination.

“Scram? This is my place. You are my woman. ”

Dragon smiled cold and coughed suddenly, but those cold eyes stared at her, and the heat seemed to rub her all over her body.

At this time, Xu Zheng walked over and restrained the oil paper umbrella onto the dragon's head.

“Your Majesty, be careful. ”

Dragonfly waved him away, his umbrella fell to the ground, and the sound of microfilaments had long dissipated into pounding rain.

“Xuan is yours, I'm not. I'm done. I'll go back to bed. You should go back to your beauty to sleep. ”