The woman in Cedar Palace, she knew. In these years of stormy seas, he hid that person very well, and only now has he registered as a concubine.
That's the favorite.
Ah Li, just hate it like that.
No matter what, you have someone by your side who will always be with you.
"cut!"
In the world of ice and snow, there was a loud shout.
Holding the thing in her hand tightly, she heard the sound of the wooden sign falling, and her tears fell on her cheeks.
At this moment, the grief finally outweighed the fear.
Above the body, the strong wind and the cold swept through. She heard the sound of the guillotine being brought up.
"Nian Xuanji, apart from avoiding death, if I grant your last wish now, what do you want?"
The man's voice was as soft as snow, and she suddenly opened her eyes.
Everywhere in sight is a pair of dragon embroidered boots on the snow. He didn't know when he came over.
The guillotine, which was already in the air, didn't have time to fall, and was hanging in the air.
She was stunned, and it took a long time to look up at the man.
He stood in front of her, his expression still as calm as ever. Everyone was stunned. Lin Sizheng stood on the stage in disbelief. The queen's lips trembled, she took a step forward, and finally backed away.
A pair of trembling hands supported her, she turned her head, and saw Madam Duan's face covered in tears.
Touching Mrs. Duan's hand, she slowly walked towards that person.
One step or two steps away, stop.
She stared at him, her handsome face was still as beautiful as ever, what about her, now in ragged clothes and unkempt hair, must be extremely ugly
"Would you like to go in there for a while?" She pointed in the direction of Bao Nian.
Long Feili frowned slightly.
The queen frowned, her hands hanging on the side of the phoenix skirt clenched tightly, and the gem and jade bracelet squeaked slightly. On the other side, Qingfeng quickly dismounted with a gloomy face, hurried to Xuanji, and sneered: "What do you want to do?"
"That doesn't seem to have anything to do with you. It was my imperial brother who promised Concubine Nian."
Someone lined up the guards and walked over quickly, but it was Long Zijin who had just arrived.
A white gauze was wrapped around his arm, and the gauze was bright red.
"Zi Jin?" Xuanji frowned.
Long Zijin smiled at her, "The minor injury is fine."
He said, but his eyes were coldly swept to Qingfeng.
"Xu Xi." Long Feili glanced up.
Xu Xi was slightly stunned, but he quickly lifted the chariot curtain in his hand.
The people outside the execution ground didn't know what was going on, but the guillotine was already down, but suddenly it stopped. No one knew why Ren Xuanji wanted to go in, just as no one thought that the emperor would go in silently afterwards, which was originally the emperor's chariot seat.
All eyes, shocked or surprised, were burning on the curtain of the carriage.
Although the chariot was large, the two of them sat together and could hear each other's breath clearly.
He had lost all his cool with rage last night, and she had guessed more than once what it would be like if he came today.
Looking at his indifferent and quiet profile, she suddenly wanted to know what he was thinking at this moment.