Luojia felt like a drowned rat after receiving this shower. Her hands couldn't help but loosen, and Fangfei fell heavily into a puddle of water. After catching her breath, Fangfei ignored the pain all over her body and stood up from the ground to run for her life. However, she
His feet slipped and he fell to the ground.
Luo Jia stretched out his hand and grabbed her: "You little bastard, do you still dare to run?"
The bones seemed to be torn apart by him. Fang Fei was so horrified that her eyes turned black. She could hardly bear the pain and was about to die.
"Spare me... Your Majesty... I did not poison the prince..."
"I will never believe you, a vicious little devil..." Luo Jia exerted force and was about to pinch her with both hands, killing her on the spot.
Fang Fei closed her eyes, and a blackness of death covered her head. She thought, she was still the Holy Virgin Princess, Luo Jia, even if he was the emperor, he was not qualified to kill her. Where is the high priest? Where is the high priest? Even if he is alone
If she was going to die, she would be burned on the fire by the high priest instead of being executed here. However, these excuses were blocked in her throat and could not come out, but she suddenly felt her throat loosen, and she opened her eyes strangely,
Luojia's hands were loosened and they were shaking violently. His body was also shaking and his teeth were chattering. He had cold syndrome. These days, he was in extreme anxiety because of the drought and his son's terminal illness. He was very thin and suffered from severe injuries.
When he splashed a large basin of water, he was dripping wet, and before he knew it, the chill had penetrated his whole body.
"Cold, so cold...I'm so cold..." His body was shaky and he was about to fall down.
Fang Fei escaped from the tiger's mouth and ran away. He was knocked so hard that he almost fell to the ground.
Like a piece of driftwood in a desperate situation, Luojia grabbed her and held her tightly in his arms, his teeth chattering: "It's cold, it's so cold... I'm going to die from the cold..."
She was horrified: "Let me go..."
"It's cold, it's so cold, help me..."
"You deserve to die. Why don't you die right away..."
She struggled desperately, but to no avail.
"Your Majesty..." At this time, Fang Fei noticed that his hands no longer had the murderous aura, but they still held her tightly, hugging her fiercely into his arms, as if he wanted to embed her into his arms.