The hand was unconsciously scratching, but there was no one to rely on - only the cold steel fence around it.
Fangfei!
Fangfei!
The crutches I urgently need at this time - why not?
Why is she not here?
Where did Fangfei go?
Who drove her away?
Why is she not around when she needs it most?
My mind is so confused.
He couldn't even figure out Fang Fei's appearance.
His body was shaking, as if the strength of his life suddenly disappeared, like the mist of early winter.
And below, there was still the venomous gaze, and Concubine Lin screamed: "Son of the Emperor...Son of the Emperor, just accept your fate..."
Receiving your fate? Is your mother asking her to appoint her? The third prince who was already crawling on the ground suddenly jumped up - all his strength was accumulated, and he fought desperately like the wind.
In front, Qi army had basically lost its resistance, and the blades fell down one by one, raising their hands.
Emperor Qi was frustrated in another carriage, and just shouted unconsciously: "Xiao Lian... return Xiao Lian to me..."
The Uighurs who passed by him laughed proudly.
Genga also sneered.
Of course, Emperor Qi knew that Xiao Lian had been rewarded with the Uighur Yong - he was like a passionate young man, still looking forward to Xiao Lian being able to return it after this battle.
He is indeed a teenager in essence.
I grew up in the hands of a woman in my boudoir all my life, and now I am captured. I don’t care about anything except thinking about a woman.
The third prince looked at him - looking at him with compassion - was this ineffective monarch who placed all his hopes on him, but what he got was such a terrible ridicule.
Even if he defects to outsiders, even if the opportunity comes to his hands, he will let it slip away in vain. Not to mention entering Pingcheng and attacking the prince, now he has become a prisoner.
If you have the will to kill the enemy, you will be powerless to turn the world back.
He didn't know whether he was hating himself or this unfair God.