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"......" Yuan Changhuan groaned for a long time before he remembered that this familiar name seemed to be the name discussed by those officers and soldiers when she was almost beheaded before.

The emperor thanked him, and his power was overwhelming, and he coerced the Son of Heaven to order the princes.

, is it the man in front of him who is as gentle as jade?

This man who has all the power in her life is actually the husband of Yuan Changhuan in this life!

Yuan Changhuan suddenly admired Yuan Changhuan in this life, he was worthy of being the same person in her parallel world, and even when he chose a man, he chose the top.

She felt that she was powerful enough to choose the mysterious national teacher Long Quyuan, but unexpectedly, Yuan Changhuan in this life not only had Long Quyuan's protection, but also the emperor as her husband.

Looking at the appearance of the emperor, it is probably a deep-rooted love, otherwise why would she recognize that she is not her at a glance.

The sixteen-year-old self should not be much different from the twenty-year-old her.

After thinking for a while, Yuan Changhuan gradually calmed down, turned around a few times at the thanks, and said, "I didn't expect it to be the emperor, disrespectful." ”

"Is that little baby over there really your child?"

"Yes."

"Then she has a husband and children, why did she suddenly fall into the devil?"

"Somebody's getting in the way." Xie Ci replied slowly, knowing everything about Yuan Changhuan's words.

Yuan Changhuan nodded suddenly, "But you are so powerful, you can still let her be plotted, is the person who plotted against her more powerful, what happened to that person?" ”

"Dead." Xie Ci stared at her lightly, still calm, but his words were cold to the bone.

Rubbing the goosebumps that suddenly rose, Yuan Changhuan gasped, "Dead? ”

All her concepts about death are that she saw her family beheaded in her previous life.

It's just that when she came to this life, she saw that her family was alive and well, and her previous life was like a dream, which gradually disappeared in her mind, but from time to time nightmares told her the existence of her previous life.

Now, the word death was put forward so simply and clearly by the thanks, and Yuan Changhuan's face suddenly turned as pale as paper.

Finding out that she was wrong, Xie Ci pursed his thin lips slightly, "Those who intend to murder Neiko must die." ”

However, Xie Yu knew very well that Xuan Ling would not commit suicide so easily, and he must have some other tricks.

Seeing that she didn't say anything for a long time, Xie Ci rarely lowered her voice, "It's not terrible to die, what is terrible is that you want to die, but you insist on living." ”

Obviously want to die, but insist on living.

Yuan Changhuan muttered to himself, is it her?

She should have died a long time ago.

As he spoke, Chiyan's voice came from outside, "What kind of person actually broke into the Tongtian Pavilion." ”

A gust of wind struck, pointing straight at the thanksgiving.

Xie Ci reacted quickly, and his first reaction was naturally to protect his son.

The white tiger carried Yuan Miao on his back at the same time and hid behind Xie Ci.

Xie Ci raised his hand with a palm, and the palm wind was fierce, and he pounced on the red flame.

The white smoke slowly took shape on the eighty-eighth floor, and it was a young man dressed in white, with a flame symbol in the center of his eyebrows, like a flame in his eyes, which was about to burn people to death.

"You let go of our lady!" Chi Yan looked at Xie Ci vigilantly, and then looked at Yuan Changhuan who was in a trance behind Xie Ci.

Thinking that Yuan Changhuan was going to leave with Xie Ci, there was a trace of anxiety in his eyes, "Madam, he is not a good person, you must not be deceived by him." ”

"Not a good guy?" The smile is gentle and elegant, and even the eyebrows and eyes are clear and faint.

Red Flame stared at him scorchingly, "Are you still a good person?!" ”

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