At this time, Chen Shou laughed slightly and couldn't hold back the pain in his heart. As expected, he met Murong Jing's warning gaze and immediately lowered his head and remained silent.
Murong Jing looked sideways at the figure in the grass, his eyes as if he wanted to tear her into pieces, and asked coolly: "What does 'the sun makes it rain' mean?"
"Eh? The sun is raining... isn't it the sun is raining?" She curled her lips a little arrogantly, "You don't understand such a simple question? Are you a fool?"
As soon as Murong Jing lifted the scabbard of his sword, the alarm bell of the man in the grass rang loudly. He shrunk his head and moved away. He surrendered, begged for mercy, and begged: "Young Master, Your Majesty, if you have a lot of money, please let me go. I'll do it."
It's already unlucky enough to be here..." She really felt that she was unlucky. She was being held back by others in the company. She woke up angrily and found that her soul had traveled through time. If she had traveled through time, she would do it for herself.
I can reluctantly accept ideological work, but how can I travel through a poor place where no birds poop and no one lives! My legs are weak after walking, and I am so hungry that my chest is pressed against my back.
She originally hoped to be rescued if someone passed by, but she waited and waited, from dusk to dawn, without encountering a passerby. At noon, she couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep, but unexpectedly she was punished by this nasty man again.[
Besides, look at the owner of your own body, with its delicate skin and tender flesh.
He was either rich or noble, but if he disappeared, how could no one find him?
"Wow! Are you not a human? Haha... How could I forget that you are also a human!" She slapped her thigh in surprise and suddenly realized. Because she was too surprised, she didn't think there was anything wrong with this sentence. Will she put herself in danger again?
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Sure enough, the atmosphere was strange - now Murong Jing looked strangely handsome.
The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Chen Shou was secretly worried for the girl. Who dared to scold the emperor in front of him? Or laugh at him? If the emperor really got angry, no one could stop him...
Murong Jing sneered, and the sharp sword slowly unsheathed!
Chen Shou was shocked. The emperor had murderous intent?