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His tone was indescribably lonely and helpless, but it was a bit like begging for someone.

But anyone can say beautiful things, and whether they can do it is another matter.

"If King Jing can put two swords on his left chest and right shoulder, I can consider it."

Rong Jingshen pulled out the blade directly from the waist of the nearby guard, and swept Bai Jiu with cold eyes, "What Madam said, this king will definitely do it."

But if the answer given by Madame is not as good as the king intended, don't blame the king's men for being ruthless. ”

So this kind of person, even if he is inferior on the surface, still has an innate strength, and the threat is still so blatant.

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The prison of the Criminal Department

The sound of ticking water was unusually clear in the prison.

A small man dressed as a medicine boy in a gray cloth shirt followed the imperial doctor into the innermost cell.

Even in the daytime, the cell was dark and dark.

Two oil lamps illuminated the small place quite brightly.

The imperial doctor asked for Fu Qingran's pulse as usual, and told Fu Qingran a few words.

Before he could finish what he should pay attention to, the door of the cell was violently slammed open, and a tall man stood in the doorway.

When the little man saw what the man standing at the door looked like, he immediately pulled his hood lower, but he felt that he was too much of a soldier.

Obviously, she has already put on a human skin mask, and she is still afraid of a ghost.

Gu Lingchen strode in, looked at Fu Qingran with displeasure, and his tone was no different from the ruffians on the street, "Fu Qingran, the wild seed in your belly, do you fight or not?" ”

"Gu Shizi, I remember that I have answered you many times." Fu Qingran took his hand back, his hand caressed his lower abdomen, as firm as ever, "I will definitely not fight, child." ”

"If you think I'm disgraced to you—you can leave me off." Fu Qingran smiled faintly, his long eyelashes cast a thick shadow under Allure's face like a feather fan, and his red eyes seemed to be about to shed bloody tears.

"Anyway, you and Su Zhenyan have already been in cahoots, and even Chu Xi was killed by you."

Her voice was hoarse, like a dilapidated blower, and every word was full of accusations.

"Am I so unbearable in your heart?" Gu Lingchen directly pushed the imperial doctor who was between him and Fu Qingran away, and approached Fu Qingran.

until the woman was forced into a corner, and finally there was no way back.

He controlled the woman between the wall and himself with one hand, and accurately caught Fu Qingran's jaw with the other hand, his expression was as secretive as deep, making people feel a little hairy in the bottom of his heart for no reason.

The doctor told her that her emotions should not fluctuate too much, which is not good for the child.

Fu Qingran could only hold back the nausea and fear in his heart, tried his best to calm down, and said, "It doesn't matter if I live or die now. ”

Fu Qingran was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to talk to him, "Count me begging, don't come to me again to disgust me." ”

Beg.

When did she become helpless enough to beg for help?

"Heh—do you think this son is disgusting, this son is just ......" Before the words were finished, Gu Lingchen's eyes darkened, and his body staggered and fell.

Before fainting, he desperately tried to drag Fu Qingzhe, but the woman turned sideways to avoid his touch, and he only barely touched her sleeve.

He fell to the ground.

The imperial doctor was already dumbfounded, and pointed to the little man and said, "Ah Chu, you ..... What are you doing here? ”

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