393: Kneeling with a broken leg

The gentleman is frank, claiming to be surnamed Zhou, but he didn't say it explicitly, but he never thought of hiding his identity. Probably because I know in my heart that even if I hide it, I can't hide it.

This is very similar to Rong Jinxi's own mentality.

The personalities of the two are quite similar.

Rong Jinxi played with the rattle for a while, and then said with a smile: "Zhou Yun is still alive, do you want to be killed...... It seems that this matter will have to wait and see. ”

He couldn't make up his mind for a while, just like those sneaky people hiding outside the inn at this time.

Does he really not know?

Is it true that he has nothing to do with them?

Even if he is a killer, he is considered to be more capable of those souls, and he has repeatedly turned evil into good fortune. But he hasn't gotten serious yet.

If he had been serious, he would have destroyed those souls a long time ago, how could he keep them alive to this day.

Rong Jinxi looked sideways at the window: "Rong Fei, you say, this world...... Isn't it boring?"

Rong Fei choked, wanted to speak and stopped, as if he had thought of something, and finally didn't say a word, biting his lip silently and lowering his head.

Rong Jinxi laughed: "If there is providence, why is it so unfair." If there is a God in the world, why doesn't that God listen to my prayers?"

He curled his lips, closed his eyes again, and sighed.

"One year, three hundred and sixty-five days, I knelt down in front of Jinxi Spirit and broke a pair of legs, but God did not answer my request, and heaven did not listen to my heart......"

There is a existence in the underworld, but that existence is blind and deaf.

He pursed his lips, feeling bored.

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Zhou Yanqing woke up and it was already dark, and she felt a lot better. Sure enough, people should still sleep in their beds, the beds in this inn are not as good as those in the palace, but they are much better than the marching battalion commander and the carriage.

The mentality is different.

She stretched, and the door was guarded. I touched my shriveled stomach, I couldn't eat because I was sick before, but I was probably better, but I felt a little hungry.

"Someone. ”

She sat down on the bed, called, and the guards guarding the door immediately entered.

She casually commanded a few words, and soon after.

Outside the door came a familiar voice, exactly the same as her own.

She was stunned?

In the hallway on the second floor of the inn.

Luo Qing, who was veiled on his face, said with a docile expression: "Son, Luo Qing knows that he is wrong, and Luo Qing will definitely not do it again in the future." ”

She knelt respectfully in front of Rong Jinxi.

Rong Jinxi was still the same, sitting in a wheelchair calmly. He looked at Luo Qing, Luo Qing's eyebrows reminded him of the little emperor.

This is very interesting, because when he saw Zhou Yun before, he had already guessed that the little emperor must be here.

What should I do?

Since four years ago, he has always acted freely, but he has only hesitated about the emperor.

And if you really pick it up...... The emperor, the child dressed as a man was his cousin.

"Do you know you're wrong?

Luo Qing choked, and his heart was crooked. may be because Si Nian had been a fake emperor before, and in those days in the palace, everyone looked at her face, which also raised her temper.

So she is a little full at the moment, but she has to hold back her dissatisfaction.

When people are under the eaves, they have to bow their heads, and their arms can't twist their thighs, she still understands the truth.

Luo Qing swallowed the shame in her mouth, she groveled and said: "Luo Qing shouldn't talk too much, shouldn't criticize the son, the son should be punished, and Luo Qing should guard." ”

There was a squeak.

The door opened.

Zhou Yanqing pushed the door and walked out.