Love in Another Life: My Gentle Tyrant

Chapter 19: Huang Quan's wedding dress

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The eunuch who had been silent all the time said faintly: "She should have died a long time ago."

The sky and the earth were snowing heavily overnight, Long Zijin roared, a trace of blood splashed and streamed, and the hoarse voice of the woman in the cell cut through the night.

In the cell, Long Feili looked at Xuanji coldly.

She only had a wisp of moon-white apron on her body, the chain was picked up at some point, and the man's slender fingers gently pulled, and blood dripped from her feet.

Long Feili narrowed his eyes and smiled.

That hook raked some sharp thorns upside down, Xuanji's face turned pale, but she only smiled at him. Only when the pain could not stand, he hoarsely cried out to relieve the pain.

"I thought Concubine Ai could be a little more stubborn." Long Feili raised his eyebrows.

"The emperor will try it himself to know whether it hurts or not." Xuanji smiled.

"Oh, you also know the pain?" Long Feili rolled his fingers.

The weather was cold, she was naked, her lips were blue and purple, her shoulders and arms were pimples, and her body trembled slightly. Long Feili raised her jaw and said, "Tell me, Concubine Ai secretly wore a red dress. Who is it for? Huh?"

"Whoever is waiting for Xuanji on Huangquan Road, Xuanji will wear it for anyone to see." Xuanji smiled charmingly.

Her jaw was pinched, and with a crisp sound, her jaw was dislocated.

Xuanji chuckled lightly, tears condensed in her eyes.

"Well, I'm pregnant with that man's child and put on a wedding dress for him, Xuanji, that's fine."

Xuanji's mouth was bloodshot, and he still smiled to himself: "Not as good as the emperor. Bai Zhanfeng defended Sundial City and Xuelan Mountain, and 30,000 soldiers resisted the enemy's 150,000 army. What is it, the Sixth Army in the DPRK will not send out!"

Long Feili's icy eyes flashed something quickly, but it was quickly wiped away, and the strength in his hand increased by another point.

With her throat burning like fire, Xuanji shouted hoarsely, "Don't you like to hear it? I want to say, anyway, from now on, you don't believe it. Whoever you think this child belongs to, Xuanji will marry Zhan Feng tomorrow."

"In the last battle, Zhan Feng still shot and killed the enemy general with thirty arrows in his body. The enemy extended the battle for seven days, and he bought you the last time to break the army. What about him? There is no rice, only grass roots and bark."

Tears flowed slowly, melting into the blood on his lips.

Xuanji smiled.

"If he doesn't abandon Xuanji, Xuanji will marry. For such a man, Xuanji will not be wronged!"