The two wooden doors of the kitchen were locked with chains. By the faint diesel lights in the house. She saw a figure through the veil.

She is a guilty body. If you let yourself escape. I'm afraid that 10,000 heads here won't be able to take on this responsibility. Su Jinyu rubbed her hands. Chill. Coming at her from all sides.

The five fingers were pantothenic and swollen. She had to stop. Bend your knees around your body. It's been an afternoon. No one ever came to see her.

Once a person has lost all his dependence. Will everyone use her as a plague to drive away?

Qingyun. Star Slave. Do they really want to be themselves? Still is. In their hearts, too. He is the murderer who poisoned the queen.

Su Jinyu shook her head suddenly. No. Something she hadn't done. Even if you die. Nor will it be admitted. Even if it is bent into a trick. She wouldn't be able to say a word.

Raised his eyes slightly and stared at the skylight above the roof.

"Uncle Emperor. Don't you even believe me? His eyes darkened suddenly. A crystal tear dripped from the side of the raised eye. In this world, she can ignore anyone. But he. It's the only one she wants to take care of.

Because of him. So she doesn't fight or take it. Because it's him. So she was willing to stay in this deep palace that she didn't like so much.

The chains on the door snapped. It was a quiet night that was particularly harsh.

。 If anyone wants to frame her. How could she stay until the day she found out what she really wanted?

The corners of his lips are slightly raised. Sketch a bleak smile. Die. Or maybe it's the best relief for her. It's just that. She wanted to see him again. One side is fine.

The wooden door was softly pushed open. The cold wind blew into the already unwarm house. Su Jinyu subconsciously tightened her arms. The cold at the moment. It's heart-wrenching.

She didn't look sideways to see who it was. Still looking at the sky. Girls' literature is updated for the first time, and the smile on the corner of her mouth is maintained.

Ling Yun in a black robe. He waved his hand at the guards outside the door. The pill bottle was clenched tightly under the wide sleeves. When she noticed the scars on her hands. I didn't have time to say a few words.

He knows. At this time, it is impossible to call the imperial doctor for her. The only thing he could do was in the dead of night. Get some medicine for her. It doesn't make the injury worse.

Look at her distracted. Ling Yun's footsteps couldn't help but stop in place.