However, the person lying opposite was not the object he was going to assassinate - the object he was going to save, he was his husband. Was he asleep? Or was he dead? He was so clamoring and noisy outside, he
Can't even hear it?
He closed his eyes tightly, as if he could not hear what was going on outside. He even had no idea that she was coming in.
She held the dagger and quietly approached.
"Empress Feng!"
Her body shook, with such a stern voice.
It was Your Majesty, Your Majesty who spoke. However, he still closed his eyes, as if he was just speaking with some thought.
"Kneel down!"
The voice is so harsh.
He told himself to kneel down. He actually told himself to kneel down. He never asked himself to kneel down for so many years.
"You don't respect the new emperor and broke in with a dagger. What are you trying to do? Are you going to usurp the throne?"
With this sentence, her excitement immediately disappeared. It seemed as if there was a completely ruthless, strange man on the bed, so strange that she didn't know him at all.
Fangfei stood there, staring at Luo Jia blankly, not knowing whether she should kneel down. However, her heart was weaker than reason. She could only hear a "default" sound, and the dagger in her hand fell down, making a crisp
The sound - but it rumbled like a mountain collapse and cracks.
Maybe her legs were weak, she trembled and knelt unconsciously. She knelt for a long time, her hair completely swept to the ground. She almost crawled, for a moment, but felt that she was dead - she even died before Roga
.
What should I say at this time? Please see Your Majesty?
She hummed and said in a silence: "I...I...I...I...I'll meet Your Majesty..."
She shivered and couldn't even speak, as if she was hurt more than the man on the bed.
At this time, the sun was gradually setting westward.
A ray of blood red shone in, just projecting on Luo Jia's face. He closed his eyes, and his face gradually changed from dark to pale, as if the two colors were changing in an extremely strange way.
It was a color of death. This man was about to leave himself - the poisonous gas was circulating and spreading rapidly in his body.