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1793. Chapter 1793 Misprovoking the Tyrant 73

After coming out of the cold palace, Han Junrong walked on the tree-lined path. He couldn't accept the fact he just knew. He tried his best to get her into the palace, but he didn't even touch her once, and she died.

How could she treat him like this? Ming Xiaochen, you really hate being my concubine so much that you would sacrifice your life to escape me.

Yun Feifei, she said she was Yun Feifei. A beautiful face came to his mind. It turned out that what he had been attached to these days was just an evildoer who didn't know where he came from. That beautiful body belonged to Ming Xiaochen, not

It belongs to Yun Feifei. She actually possessed Ming Xiaochen's body so aggressively. Yun Feifei, right? He will definitely make her pay the price.

The cold moonlight reflected on his overly handsome face, his cold expression was like a Shura from hell, and the anger of revenge was burning in his heart.

Suddenly, an evil and bloodthirsty sneer touched his sexy thin lips. He had already thought of how to push her into a hell of eternal damnation. If he had the guts to possess her body, she would have to pay the same price.

On the cold path, a slender shadow followed Han Junrong like a shadow. There was a distance between them, but he could still feel the cold aura emanating from his master. He was just beside the emperor.

A shadow, all he needed to do was to protect his safety by his side, and he didn't need to worry about other things, but this time he felt uneasy for no reason.

At the same time, Ming Xiaochen had already gone to bed. Lying on the cold bed, a vague uneasiness suddenly spread from the bottom of her heart. Was she too worried? Why did she feel that something bad was going to happen?

What will happen? No, she has already been relegated to the cold palace, what else will happen? She must be thinking too much.

Although she kept comforting herself, Ming Xiaochen suffered from insomnia that night. She tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep all night, and the heart-wrenching worries lingered in her heart.

Although she didn't sleep all night last night, Ming Xiaochen still got up early, and the vague uneasiness in her heart made her unwilling to sleep at all.

"Mother, why are your eyes swollen? Didn't you sleep last night?" When Hong Tao came in to wait on her to change clothes, he couldn't help but be startled when he saw her with two big panda eyes.

"I didn't sleep well." Ming Xiaochen couldn't help but yawned and looked not good.

"My dear, I haven't seen you so lethargic for a long time. What's wrong with you? It's strange. I haven't heard anyone crying in the middle of the night. You must have slept well." Hong Tao

He said in confusion while helping her comb her hair.

"Maybe I feel uncomfortable." Ming Xiaochen looked at the haggard woman in the bronze mirror, her voice was a little hoarse, she had really become haggard.

"Empress, are you worried?" Hongtao also noticed that something was really wrong with her today and couldn't help asking worriedly.

"It's okay, maybe I just think too much." These things are just random guesses on her part. Maybe they are not the case at all. Don't think so much. This will make people worry. Ming Xiaochen secretly thought in her heart

Warning to myself, don't scare yourself.


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