After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 1080

He originally thought that he could let her be fine.

But in the end, he found out that he was so incompetent, she was in pain, but he couldn't do anything.

There are many people in this world who are led away by fate and cannot breathe freely, so they can't even make a promise to one person.

The flower cannot bloom to the extreme, no matter how much you water and care for it, it will still perish.

She got up from the bed and staggered out with the support of Shan Shan, "I'll go see Gu Lianjue."

When she was about to go out, she stopped suddenly.

Turning her head, she looked at the little monk standing in the corner. She hadn't seen him for a long time, but he was still the same as usual, with a kind of Buddha nature that seemed to be able to enlighten all living beings.

It's just that the eyes are slightly red.

She blinked her eyes, "Little monk, you're making me so bad."

Li Cang knew that she wanted to comfort him, so she pretended to be okay. Her body was really riddled with holes.

For some reason, at this moment, he suddenly became obsessed.

Or maybe, it's always been, because of her, he couldn't be so refined and out of the ordinary.

This bank and the other bank are just a shallow river. He is like a butterfly with a broken cocoon, its wings are broken, and it can only perch on the shoulders of the world of mortals. Looking at six years, it floats away into the distance with its memories.

He is a rootless leaf abandoned outside the setting sun of the green hills. Even so, he still wants to find a leaf orchid boat to explore the cloud and water.

Yin Jiuqing patted him, "Go back to Guosi, I'm fine."

She didn't want him to be involved in these mundane things anymore, he should have been perched on a branch, unattainable.

Li Cang said nothing, just looked at her quietly.

When Yin Jiuqing came to the dungeon, Gu Lianjue was sitting decadently on a pile of withered grass. When he heard footsteps, he slowly raised his head.

She stood outside the prison cell, the white jade bracelets on her wrists set off her snow-like skin, her beautiful eyes flowed like a pale butterfly that had lost its breath in the dark, her expression was indifferent, like a fairy who did not eat the fireworks of the world.

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, ethereal and gorgeous like fireworks, with a palpitating gloom.

Her drooping forehead ornament adorned her even more noblely. The eyebrows were swept away, and no makeup was applied on her face, but she still couldn't hide her stunning appearance. The necklace around her neck made her collarbone clearer and clearer.

"Hehehehe!" Gu Lianjue laughed softly, "Everyone said that the eldest princess of the Yanjing Dynasty was mean and shameless, insidious and cunning. At first, I didn't believe it."

"It's too late for a letter now." She said lightly.

Immediately, a guard moved the chair in, she sat down leisurely, and said with her bright red lips: "Give him all the instruments of torture, what are you doing locked up, isn't food money?"

Hearing this, the jailer behind him took a step forward tremblingly, and explained: "Princess, what the slaves fed him were leftovers, and they were going to be thrown away anyway."

She thought she would look better when she said this, but who knew, her eyes darkened even more: "Isn't leftovers rice? Are rotten eggs not eggs?"

jailer:"……"

It was so reasonable that he was speechless.

"Yes, yes, the slave knows his mistake."

They had no choice but to hang Gu Lianjue up. In fact, they were timid in their hearts. After all, they were the emperors of the Qingbei Dynasty. It was already very unruly to treat people so harshly, and they even put torture tools on people.

Gu Lianjue's eyes were about to burst, "Yin Jiuqing, aren't you afraid that Qingbei's iron cavalry will crush your Yanjing dynasty?"

(End of this chapter)