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The conspiracy of the third prince 8

He knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to the great god nine times in a row, with a look of panic on his face: "My king, the great god is angry. We must hold sacrifices in advance."

"When is the best time?"

To avoid long nights and many dreams. "Three days later!"

Even Luo Jia was shocked.

Fang Fei understood clearly, and suddenly struggled and jumped up, shouting angrily: "It's not me, I neither had an affair with Andre, nor did I murder Concubine Zuo Shu."

Luo Jia said sharply: "Then who murdered Concubine Zuo Shu?"

"I don't know..." Her voice was weak. She was in a daze at the time. In the confusion, she didn't know who tripped her. As soon as she let go of her hand, the pottery pot fell. However, now the evidence of the crime is conclusive and there are many witnesses.

Suddenly she realized that this time, it was more serious than ever, and she had no way out! She just screamed, "It's not me, it's definitely not me. It was an accident. Someone tripped me. I don't know who it is."

Concubine Zuo Shu, I have no grievances against her, so how could I plot to kill her? It was really an accident... an accident..."

Accident? If it happened to others, Luo Jia might still believe it was an accident. But if it happened to her, Luo Jia was completely sure that it was a murder, a murder she carried out with resentment and revenge.

But, why did you choose Concubine Zuo Shu?

Fang Fei looked at Luo Jia's ferocious eyes and suddenly stopped defending, because there was no sign of belief on Luo Jia's face. She shut her mouth. From the Crown Prince to Concubine Zuo Shu, she no longer wanted to defend, and was unable to defend herself.

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"What? Fangfei, what else do you have to say?"

She even closed her eyes.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Luo Jia became even more angry: "You witch, a snake-hearted monster, I should have known that you are not a good person, it's just that I'm blind... It's blasphemous to use you as a holy virgin princess.

Great God…”

He was so hard that she was forced to raise her head, and a layer of her scalp seemed to be peeled off. She gritted her teeth and said, "You have been blind for a long time. This is your retribution..."

"Tell me, why did you want to murder Concubine Zuo Shu? Why?"

"Because you are an unscrupulous king, you are treacherous, despicable and shameless..."

There was a "pop", another slap in the face, his hand loosened, and Fang Fei's body leaned forward, falling against the wall, softening, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Vicious thing, I shouldn't have pity on you in the first place. If you dare to kill my son, I will never spare you. I will burn you to death, you, the bastard who has subjugated the country... bastard..."

Finally, his true nature as a jackal was revealed without any reservation. If he wanted to burn himself to death, he would always burn himself to death! Now she finally gave up! There was no longer any hope of escape, but she felt completely relaxed. She held back the pain,

He forced a smile and said: "Okay, even if you die, it's worth it to me. You have already lost a son, and the prince has to be buried with me, hahaha... Two people are worth my life..."

"Crazy, crazy... Fangfei, you crazy..."

Luojia was so angry that he was shaking all over. His hand had already touched his sword, but he was grabbed by the high priest: "Your Majesty!"

He woke up a little. At this moment, even if he was sure to burn her to death, he still wanted to do it himself and kill her in advance!

A close minister reminded him in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the prince's condition..."

At this time, Luo Jia thought of the prince's illness and even his own cold syndrome. Originally, he had great expectations for Fang Fei, but who knew it would become like this? He was simply heartbroken: "Fang Fei, I didn't want to ruin your life.

point……"

"Talent? What kind of talent do I have?" She interrupted him: "His Majesty the Great Northern Emperor, are you trying to ask me to save your cold syndrome? But, I would rather die, hahaha, I would rather die,

You, the subjects of Moonlight City, will also suffer death and disease in the endless plagues and curses. Your Majesty, this is the punishment of the real gods for you ignorant heretics..."

There was a "pop" sound, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.


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