Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

Chapter 212: The seventh princess of the weakling prince (29)

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Luo Qingchen thought she still had time to discuss countermeasures with the system, but Jun Yaochen's words made her heart tremble violently.

She couldn't even imagine what it would be like to use lynching with the emperor's tacit approval.

After a while, she took a deep breath, looked up at him and said, "Let's make a deal."

"Why are you negotiating a deal with me?" He half-squinted his eyes, as if he were the king of the world, and looked at her with a faint smile on his lips.

"Me." She raised her cold eyes, and without thinking, she looked at him with a lifeless look: "You let him live, and I will bring you a letter of divorce."

After a long while, he smiled softly and said: "If he dies, what's the point of asking for this letter of divorce? I can still get you -"

"If you also want the body, I don't have to make this deal." Luo Qingchen snorted coldly, with a determination in his eyes that ordinary people don't have.

"Haha-" Jun Yaochen stood up suddenly, came to her side at a very fast speed, gently lifted her snow-white cheeks and said: "Then I will use the Corpse Preservation Pill to preserve your The corpse will still leave you in Qinlan Palace, accompanying me every night."

"You lunatic!" At this moment, she suddenly felt how terrifying Jun Yaochen was.

As Chu Nanxian said, this person is not only not a good person, but also a pervert.

"But -" the next second, Jun Yaochen approached her ear and whispered softly: "I still want the divorce letter from you. So I accept your deal."

She didn't know how she walked into Dali Temple. She only knew that she had never been afraid in any dimension, and her heart was shaking uncontrollably at this moment.

As long as he lives, there is hope for everything.

With this thought in mind, she raised her slightly trembling right hand and walked into the prison.

But in the next second, her tears fell uncontrollably.

In the execution room, Chu Nanxian was pinned to the wall pillar by the iron buckle. No part of his body was intact, and his flesh and blood were bloody and shocking.

His eyes were closed tightly, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly as if sensing something.

The corner of his mouth moved slightly, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't have any strength. Blood dyed his moon-white clothes red, falling drop by drop.

Luo Qingchen gritted his teeth, tried his best to stop his voice from shaking, and said to the jailer on the side: "Let him down."

The jailer glanced at the woman in white behind her, and saw the woman in white nodded slightly, and then he put Chu Nanxian down.

The moment the iron buckle was opened, Chu Nanxian fell straight to the ground like a dead corpse.

At that moment, her heart throbbed hard. It turns out that this is how it feels to watch the person you like dying in front of you.

She has never experienced it before. In the past, it seemed that she was on the verge of life and death, letting the other person experience such feelings.

Now she realizes that this kind of pain can penetrate into the bones and make people miserable.

"What are you doing here?" After a while, she narrowed her eyes and looked at the jailer and the woman in white, her eyes filled with dead silence.

"Miss Luo, please hurry up. His Royal Highness is still waiting for you." The woman in white had a look of disdain in her eyes, but she had no choice but to retreat with the jailer.

After all, this is what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has said!

In an instant, only Luo Qingchen and Chu Nanxian were left in the execution chamber.

She bit her lip and walked towards the direction where Chu Nanxian fell.

I saw the cherry blossom bell on my waist making a tinkling sound, clear and sweet. The person lying in a pool of blood seemed to sense such a sound, and his white and slender fingertips trembled slightly. (To be continued)