For a moment, even the only breathing and heartbeat in the inner sanctum seemed to have stopped.

Su Miao's eyes reflected the man's handsome and smiling face, and he remembered many things in a trance, and every frame in his mind had his presence - gentle, irritable, angry, forbearing, and coaxing.

But all these pictures quickly disappeared, and finally turned into this cold and smiling face in front of me.

"Oh......"

She nodded, her gaze slowly moving away, and her calm voice didn't know whether it was tense or numb, "Okay." ”

Di Beiyu's face was stagnant again.

[One more life counts as one, why should I die if I can live? ] 】

What she had said a moment ago was still fresh in her ears.

But at this moment, she nodded without even the slightest panic and hesitation, and easily agreed with his statement.

Is this what she called not wanting to die?

Scold.

"And when is the sentence?" Su Miao raised his hand and grabbed his wrist, trying to remove his hand from his chin, "Will I continue to live here until then, or will I have some other place to stay?" ”

“………”

The man glanced at her, and the gloom in his eyes was so thick that it almost overflowed.

Su Miao didn't wait for his answer, and just when she thought the conversation was over, the man suddenly grabbed her belt.

Su Miao's face changed suddenly, and he slapped his hand away, "What are you doing?" ”

Di Beiyu's eyes paused, and he lifted his eyes to meet her vigilant gaze, "What do you think I'm going to do?" He opened his mouth coldly, "In front of your dirty and smelly body that has been in prison for several days, which man is hard?" ”

Su Miao bit her lip and stared at him coldly, "So, you're just idle and playing with my clothes?" ”

"Lest people think I'm mistreating you, take care of your injuries before you die."

“………”

"I can do it myself!"

Di Beiyu didn't even look at her, and ripped off her clothes viciously, "I didn't ask for your opinion. ”

"Emperor Beiyu!"

"I'm not afraid of death, it's just a drug, what are you fuss about?"

“………”

Su Miao rolled her eyes fiercely, too lazy to entangle with him for this kind of thing, and turned around directly.

Di Beiyu's face turned cold, and he clasped her wrist, "The medicine hasn't been taken yet, where are you going?" ”

Su Miao pointed to the chair in front of him, "Sit." ”

For a moment, Di Beiyu even thought that she was going to let him sit. But then I saw her frown impatiently, "Let go, I'm tired of standing." Since you're so fond of medicine, it's always okay for me to sit down and rest, right? ”

Emperor Beiyu, "........."

The strength in his hand loosened a little, and the woman shook him off with a blank face, walked over to the chair and sat down.

Emperor Beiyu, "........."

"I've given you medicine, and you're going to find a place to sit by yourself? You're going to enjoy it. ”

Su Miao took off the clothes from the wound, "Someone is rushing to serve, why don't I enjoy it?" She looked sarcastic, "But the last wound before I die has to be treated by the emperor himself, will this treatment be too generous?" ”

Emperor Beiyu, "........."

Scold.

He must have sewn this woman in the mouth before killing her.

The woman's skin should have been as white as jade, and she was originally wearing black clothes that were quite well hidden, but when she took it off at this moment, the long whip marks looked a little bloody and shocking.