Love in Another Life: My Gentle Tyrant

No one knew what Lu Kai had said to the Emperor, but the deputy chief executive Lu withdrew and the Emperor's face seemed slightly blurred. Shortly after, however, Lu Kai hurried back. His face was full of rush and he stuttered into the Emperor's ear and said a few words.

The emperor's eyebrows tightened, his eyes swept over the faces of all those under him, and he stood up violently. The crowd was shocked, but he saw the emperor's face was extremely pale. He raised his hand to the dragon zijin. "Dragon zijin, tell me where you were late! ”

Dragon Zijin was shocked and stood up calmly. "Yester-in-law had some wine last night. We delayed this evening. Haven't you reported it to Jiu? ”

Long Fei smiled cold, rolled her sleeves, and the glass on the table fell towards Longzijin. "Delay the hour, just get up earlier, this easy look can take time! Otherwise, why is Lu Kai here all the time, and the prison warden says that Lu has taken the Lady of the Year out on my word! ”

Dragon Zijin smiled bitterly. He could not hide it from his brother. He could easily become Lu Kai. He took Xuan out of the Patriarchal Palace and allowed several very good Kung Fu servants in the Wang Palace to guard him. He ordered Choi Ni Xuan to send Xuan out of the Imperial City. He hurried back to the feast of the Imperial Garden.

He left his seat and walked to the front of Dragon Fei, kneeling slowly to ask for sin, but saw that Dragon Fei's gaze was not on him at all, staring closely at a place not far away.

Faced with dragon divorce, he looked at the person sitting on the stage with a real eye. Removing dragon divorce, Xu Xue, the breeze and Lu Kai also seemed to see something, even Ruyi and the queen looked at the past with wonder.

He was slightly strange, but a little uneasy seeped out of his heart, just turned around, but heard a crisp sound of iron lock, he was shocked, he heard this voice only this morning in one place... but he had clearly... he had no choice but to stand up and look into the past, with all the people under him.

Two people walked out of the front of the white plum, one of whom was a "pamphlet in green", but the eyes were not much on her, but on the woman she was wearing.

There was a forbidden army going to catch the two men. He frowned and shouted at them.

The woman didn't wear any makeup. An attack on the red skirt renders the white and transparent face more pale.

Nobody in this room would wear a red like this.

In the west, the colour is yellow, followed by black. Ming Huang, that's the color of the Emperor's dress. Nobody dares to wear it. The red color is too bright. I'm afraid it will take away the color of the Queen's Rhu Gold dress, but all princesses avoid wearing red.

Red, more like the color of a wedding.

She walked step by step, helped by a small paperman beside her.

No need to take sides seriously, everyone knows who she's looking at.

Sit down, someone with the cup of chopsticks, like the emperor just now, is set in the middle of the sky... this woman shouldn't be here! She's been beaten to death row and shouldn't be so careless as to stare at the noblest man on this banquet!

“Capture this demon! ”

There was an old voice drinking furiously.

When the old prime minister was angry, the forbidden army, which had just been stopped by Dragon Zijin, immediately went forward, halfway through the air, but there was a figure, a woman's whip tossed, blocked in front of the woman in red.

“Jing Ying! ”

As soon as the Commander is heard, everyone stops almost simultaneously.

At this point, someone frowned angrily and stood up, “Can you do it? Didn't you hear Yu-san? Hurry up and get this runaway princess back to the Patriotic Prison! ”

Long Zijinyi twisted his eyebrows and looked like Lin Shizheng. Lin Shi was in charge of the Patriarchal Palace. He was right, and Xuan escaped. After all, the security of the Emperor is what the Prohibited Army is supposed to protect. He was agitated, but saw all the banned men bow down quickly and retreat. He looked at the man next to him, waving his hand and leaning forward slightly.

In response to the woman's eyes, the dragon did not centrifuge the room to jump and shrink.

Nothing lasts forever, he competes for power, he stands at the top, and yet he knows better than anyone that these cannot last for thousands of generations, and there is always prosperity.

Only in the highest places can all ideas be implemented, and then in this spectacular prosperity, people can whisper and smile, whisper and gossip.

But what did he get? Praise?

This floating thing, what's he doing here?

Live and kill, scold, dominate everything?

Ultimately, it was still a silence, even after death sleeping with a long golden stone, the golden jade clothes were knitted.

Ultimately, empty.

Can't he really own the same thing in this world?

Whether the years go down, the prosperity goes down, but it will always be his, as long as he turns around, one side can see.

He really thought he'd gotten it, but then he found out it was a fake.

After catching her back, after defeating Huns, he kept the promise of the day and the moon and pushed the country to perfection, and he did something funny.

Push her out of the cell.

He did not go to see her, did not listen to her, let Ziwei be with her, but only told her not to report to him unless it was a matter of life or death. He hates her, he doesn't want to know anything about her. But how can you calmly deal with what's to be enjoyed after a pile war during the day, and then die drunk at night in a hidden curtain with her breath?

Maybe it was a Chinese dream. In that dream, there were laughs and flowers, jade and skin, and old age.

Dreams like that are always too good to wake up thinking about dying.

Festival.

Then, after the feast, it would be the next war, but then he would do the main rudder, not the one who suffered. He will implement his plan step by step.

How exciting is that?

It's just, why the louder the noise, the colder the silence?

He's all over the world. How could he be so lonely?

Isn't that what nobody shares with him? Maybe it is.

But if he wants it, who won't? There are few of them who suffer, but there is no shortage of them in the world.

Turns out, not without, but with whom you want to share.

Thinking about it again and again, but still the one who betrayed you?

That's why all reason is suddenly abandoned, only to wake up the lonely pain of the night, to turn out something that forgives any sin, to turn out the winter clothes that were made for that man long ago, and to summon those around him to send a message... to that funny phrase.

He's so crazy he wants to erase everything and start over with her?

In other words, from the beginning, he had kept such an idea and imprisoned her, in fact he was afraid… that the White War Maple was dead, that she hated him, that she hated him deeply.

That would make him understand how much she cares about the White War Maple.

The death of the White War Maple is inevitable, and even without this betrayal, the White War Maple will die on the battlefield. According to the secret we learned before the war and the agreement that it would never be changed, Margaux wrapped his body, was the choice of the White War Maple.

If he hates again, he will only choose to fight against the White War Maple, not the despicable way in which grass does not aid the Six Armies in battle. This behavior, he doesn't give a shit!

Just that he won't tell her.

Hate. Hate. At the same time, her love for White War Maple will be reduced by one point, and she will miss him by one point.

She was not wearing the dress he had prepared for her, but Yeon-hong still kept his eyes open. The day she married him, it was so fresh.

Suddenly, his eyebrows tightened and his eyes slowly dragged under her skirt hem.

Who shackled her?

Her feet were chained and long chains dragged, but she should not have walked so slowly and seemed to suffer greatly.

He deliberately ignored the feeling of pain, his eyes fluttered, and he passed the feeling behind him and Xu Xu.

She stopped for a while before moving on. He almost walked forward, lifted his feet slightly, and finally did not step out.

She stopped in front of him. He glanced down at her, his fingers in his sleeve snapped up slightly - Dragon Zijin tried to take her away, but she didn't! What will she tell him when she comes back? If she begged him for forgiveness, would he be with her again?