Now I'm even more disturbed by a thing that can't be compared to a slave and maid, and I'm indecisive!

How can such a person be worthy of being an emperor, and how can he bear the weight of the world.

At this time, Emperor Joan of Arc's heart was no longer simply blamed and disappointed, but a calm scrutiny.

This scrutiny is more thought-provoking than the anger.

Li Zhen heard Emperor Joan of Arc's words and turned his head to look at Emperor Joan of Arc. His majestic father stood behind him, expressionless. It's like a person who has no heart and no feelings.

It's like a cold sculpture.

At this moment, Li Zhen suddenly felt hatred in his heart. How could my father do such a great job? I begged him like this.

He really wanted to peel back his father's heart to see if his heart was flesh or stone.

Li Zhen opened his mouth, "Father, Emperor......" He spoke, tears streaming down his face.

Emperor Joan of Arc's face sank again.

Li Zhen didn't dare and didn't speak again, and the sword in his hand was moved. He turned his head and saw Qin Zhi reach out and pick up the sword in his hand, and then compare it to his heart.

"Prince, let's do it." He said, his voice as soft as catkins.

Li Zhen looked at the sword he was holding against his heart and didn't speak. Just shaking his head.

"You shouldn't have confronted Your Majesty for me." Qin Zhi looked at Li Zhen and suddenly smiled, "Ah Zhi is the greatest luck to meet you in this life." There shouldn't be and can't be more. ”

Qin Zhi was originally extremely beautiful. He smiled, his narrow eyes crooked, reflecting the vastness and depth of the entire sea, and his finely powdered face looked dazzling in the sun.

It's like a flower that blooms in a flash on a spring day.

"I just hope that Your Highness will be able to forget Ah Zhi for a long time to come." Qin Zhi smiled lightly, and her voice was extremely gentle. The tip of the sword in his hand was inserted into his heart inch by inch.

Li Zhen clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, gritted his teeth and looked at Qin Zhi, watching the sword in his hand being pulled by Qin Zhi inch by inch into his chest.

He also looked at Qin Zhi who was smiling at himself. He wanted to pull out the sword and throw it away!

But he found that he could not move, as if he had been given a frozen. I can't move.

"Don't, don't, don't ......" Li Zhen's body remained motionless, muttering in his mouth, desperate and sad.

Wen Qingwu was on the side, and suddenly felt a little sad when she saw it. Not for others, but for yourself.

Why Qin Zhi went to the prince's side, no one here knows better than her.

At that time, she personally arranged for Qin Zhi to come to the prince's side.

But now, she looked at Qin Zhi looking at the prince's gaze, and she didn't believe that Qin Zhi was not emotional. He was really emotional.

Even if his death was arranged a long time ago, she didn't feel that there was no reason for Li Zhen. He could have better provoked the estrangement between Emperor Joan of Arc and the crown prince, but he never spoke.

Wen Qingwu raised his head and looked at the blue sky.

Everyone has what they love and what they love. Su Jinli is, the prince is, and even Qin Zhi is.

Yourself alone.

She withdrew her gaze and turned her head to look beyond the lake. On the shore outside the lake, even the willow trees are hung with red silk.

Suddenly, my eyes were a little sour.

I am the only one, and I have no love and being loved.

In the past life, it was in this life.

Suddenly, someone next to him exclaimed, and the excessive movement pulled Wen Qingwu's thoughts back. When she turned her head, she saw that Emperor Zhende directly stepped forward and snatched the sword from Li Zhen's hand, and then raised it high.

Wen Qingwu was also startled, and put down the hand that he had been holding calmly in front of his abdomen. Watching Emperor Zhende cut off Qin Zhi's neck amid Li Zhen's shouting.

"Father's !!"

Emperor Zhende ignored Li Zhen's roar, and directly shook off the hand he was pulling on his body, and then threw away the sword in his hand. He wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve crossed.

Li Zhen was thrown by Emperor Joan of Arc and fell to the ground. At this time, no one dared to help him.

How strong is Emperor Joan of Arc, that is a warrior who has taken a machete and gone to the battlefield, and he almost used up all his strength with a knife. directly cut off Qin Zhi's head, without a little mud and water.

The head spun around on the ground a few times and stopped at the feet of Emperor Joan of Arc.

He took the handkerchief handed by Li Jianzhi, carefully wiped the blood on his face, and saw the head stopped at his feet when his eyebrows were lowered.

As soon as he raised his foot, he kicked the head directly into the air, "Take it and feed it to the dog." “

After that, he didn't look at Li Zhen anymore, and after striding over, he walked away.

Li Zhen sat down and sat down again, and did not say a word since Emperor Joan of Arc left. With his head down, his hair was already scattered, and his eyes were covered by two gazes, so that no one could see what expression was on his face.

It's just that the clasped hands make people feel about a thing or two.

Others walked past Li Zhen one by one, and no one dared to say anything. can only keep up with the footsteps of Emperor Joan of Arc. Li Tai also followed behind everyone, and when he passed by Li Zhen, he sighed helplessly, "Big brother, ......" just called, and he saw the back of Li Zhen's exposed hand. After all, he was silent and said no more.

Shaking his head everywhere and sighing, he walked by.

Wen Qingwu was the same, she passed by Li Zhen couldn't help but look down at him, and then at the head that was kicked away by Emperor Zhende.

Su Jinli followed behind her, walked by without squinting, and didn't see anything.

"Don't you have a heart?"

Li Zhen, who had been silent, suddenly opened his mouth. For a moment, the voice was hoarse, like an old textile machine pulling through the cloth.

Su Jinli's footsteps stopped.

She turned her head sideways and looked at Li Zhen. Li Zhen didn't look up, he still drooped his eyelids, making it impossible to see the look on his face.

Because Su Jinli stopped, Wen Qingwu also stopped. She stood still and turned to look at Su Jinli.

Su Jinli stood for a while, and saw that Li Zhen did not move again. He turned around and walked away.

Not a word.

Wen Qingwu waited for Su Jinli, waited for her to step forward, and then stood on her side. Then his eyes followed Emperor Joan of Arc who strode forward.

"You're not going to follow?" Su Jinli followed Wen Qingwu's gaze to the figure of Emperor Joan of Arc and asked.

"I'll say I'll be by your side then, and he shouldn't say anything about me." Wen Qingwu spoke softly, turning his head to look at Su Jinli as he spoke, "You really don't care at all?" ”

When Su Jinli heard this, he didn't say anything. Turning his head to look at Wen Qingwu, he looked at her, "'He'?" What is your relationship with the emperor? She looked at Wen Qingwu strangely.

"You're still worried about me?" Wen Qingwu said, looking back at Li Zhen again. At this time, Li Zhen was kneeling on the ground, holding Qin Zhi's body.

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