Love in Another Life: My Gentle Tyrant

The most disturbing aspect of her anxiety was the unclear emotion of Dragon Li Yu for Yearling. After several months, she had unconsciously perceived Dragon Li Yu's thoughts on Yearling. Yearling is a woman who is not separated from dragons. How can she allow dragons to stick their feet in it? In this way, she kills the dragons without many aftermath.

Lin Shi is having a very good relationship with the Empress. He is also an emperor. Even if Lin Shi is discussing punishment, Xuan will not be able to escape. Although the Empress is not happy with Xuan, she also sold him this favor.

The people in the palace knew that Lin Shi was getting along well with Yu. Never would they have thought that Lin Shi was trying to save Xuan. Instead, they thought that Lin Shi was using this opportunity to set a punishment for his elderly family before making such a request to the Empress. How do you know that before entering the palace, Xia Hou's first cousin went to the forest house and knelt down to ask for Lin Shizheng? He didn't say anything. He only told Lin Shizheng that the emperor had been seriously ill on that day and how he was cured afterwards. Finally, he said: The Lady of the Year is the life of the emperor.

Lin Shi was becoming an old man. Although he hated the look of the year, he thought that Xu had a father and must have a daughter, but he had taught him Xiliang law when Dragon was not young. As for Dragon, he was a monk and a disciple. After repeated consideration, he finally appeared to prolong Xu's immediate killing.

Of course, this inner affair, Xuan did not know, she looked carefully at the ink on the paper, only the paper said: Don't worry, before the Emperor returns to the palace, she will always try to preserve her mother, in addition, she is afraid that her mother will be tortured, specially provided with Sammaru, this medicine is the first family secret Jane, if not fatal wound, can protect her heart.

Big joy, folding back to the butterfly wind, the wind has passed out.

She squeezed the butterfly's mouth gently, and Cui was surprised: "Mother, what is this? ”

"" This is Sammaru given by Master Xia, "chuckled Xuan." It has excellent healing properties. Give it to the butterfly suit. ”

The crowd suddenly jumped. Cui Mai glanced and stopped wanting to talk.

After the butterfly took the medicine, the breath immediately subsided, no longer in a hurry to breathe, and the thought of life could be saved.

Xuanxue helped her lie down, let a few maids take a picture, walked away gently, sat aside, Cui Qi walked over quickly, hugged her and sobbed softly: “Mother, why can't you be selfish? Your wound is not worse than that of Sister Butterfly, but it is not light. Besides, you have been injured before. This body plate is not good. This life-saving pill was given to her. What do you do? ”

Xuan smiled and leaned into her arms. The difference between the fifty wands and the thirty wands is that Cui Jiao and the others can still walk and talk. She is now cold with her hands and feet and has no strength to sleep.

At this time, the crowd also saw that the wax was inappropriate, surprised and leaned over. Cui Mai and several Xiaomian women's gang faded off their clothes, wrapped her waist wound, the little twins Xiaoluzi took off their robes and covered her. The autumn was cold, but the prison was no worse than the outside, and the end was extremely shady.

Shortly afterwards, like a butterfly wind, Xuan passed out. The people wept and stood beside them.

All of a sudden, a messy footsteps were heard, and people looked at each other. This is a cell in the palace. There should be no other prisoners than anywhere else.

Everyone was surprised and surprised to see what was pushing them into this big cell.

It's a coyote!

The little wolf's hands and feet were handcuffed with heavy chains, and it did not sound, and when she saw the wax, she ran to her side and arched her face with her mouth.

Little wolf bullied, did not give anyone a touch of Xuan, lay down beside her herself, pulled her into her arms with claws to warm her up, people looked good and funny.

Late at night, everyone slept slowly, and Nodak's cell was silent.

Mindful of the injuries of the cuckoo, Cui Xiao was unable to sleep until midnight. She only felt dizzy and seemed to be stuck by some kind of nightmare. She could not open her eyes. Fearing something was wrong, she bit her teeth tight and opened her eyes vigorously all over her body. In an instant, she glanced across the street, and she died, settled her body, her heart beat, and she couldn't believe it.

The coyote next to the coyote disappeared and was replaced by a man in white. Blue eyes, a bluish silk almost spotted, swayed gently in the stream.

The man... kissed her master's brow gently.

And what was most frightening was that he had a beautiful face that looked like a mountain frown with deep eyes, but his whole face slowly turned into something else.

This other look, she saw, this man had saved her. Finally, she shuddered, "White boy? Who the hell are you? ”

When we first met on Long Street, Didu, he said his name was Wind Warfare Bo, and later, in the palace, the master said his name was White Warfare Maple.

Why did he look like a white boy? Which one of you is his real face? Who the hell is he?

She stared at him in shock and was breathing heavily.

The blue-eyed man gently put the cuckoo on his lap and glanced at it, "Teaching you to discover. Well, my powers are weak, your will is too strong, stronger than all of them. ”

Cui Xiao consciously looked around, everyone was immersed in the sleep, her heart was shocked, she understood that it was the man who had done it, she should have protected her master, but she intuited that the man would not hurt Xuan.

Ming, he shouldn't have kissed her master like that, how can he kiss her master? Her mother is the Emperor.

For a moment, she didn't know what to do.

Finally, she repeated the question, "Who are you? ”

“Snow currents. ”

Although he is the face of the White War Maple, he does not resemble the kind of jade warmth on the White War Maple. Instead, he has a slightly harsh smell. At this time, when he spoke of his name, the warmth between the eyebrows, Cui Xiao felt that the images of the two seemed to finally overlap.

“It's been a long time since anyone asked me my name.” The flow was faint, and suddenly the corners of her lips snapped up and smiled, and she looked down at the wax.

That kind of glance, Cui Xiao's head jumped, like the Emperor Ping Su looked at the master, his eyes waved, deep and serene, but he glanced in favour of the room, it always seemed to have something.

“A thousand years, or how long? Maybe a little longer, I forgot the time.” The scene laughed, caressing the hair of the wax, her eyes softened, "the name was given by her, but she preferred to call me Xue. No, I'm not Xue either. ”

“Xue?” Cui Qiao asked, suddenly surprised again, he just said a thousand years... he lived a thousand years?

She was shocked and lost her voice: "You're a monster, don't touch my master! ”

Shivering, she was about to get up, but her body didn't move. "You monster, let go of me! ”

“Monster?” The scene was slightly overflowing, seemingly caught in a long meditation, so half-hearted, and the smile came out of the shallow corner of my mouth, "you're right, I'm a monster, my people say I'm a monster, because I look different from them. ”

“So they're gonna burn me. ”

Cui Xiaoben was struggling and heard a slight rumor.

“Later I met her and she said that Xue looked different and unique.” The sight said, hugging the wax again, gently rubbing her face.

Cui Mai stopped struggling and the whole person was bewitched. She stared at the man in front of her and suddenly laughed: “What am I talking to you little girl about? ”

He held the wax and looked lightly out the window at the string moon and stopped talking.

Cui Xiao remembered that she used to ask Mr. Book why he didn't stay in his hometown, but went around to tell people stories. Mr. Book told her that the storytellers were lonely.

The male tone in front of him is somewhat similar to that of Mr. Speech.

Somehow, she suddenly wasn't so scared, and the feeling that he wouldn't hurt the wax was much stronger. But why does he call himself Liujing and look like a white boy? He lived a thousand years, but he was named after his master. How is that possible? She didn't believe it either, but everyone was stuck, and she couldn't move.