Dressed as a tyrant and kissing the little queen

Chapter 110 Night Talk 1
The tiny candle in the room is like a bean, but the faint warm yellow light is enough to cover the room.

The lights were silent, and the two people in the room were silent.

The man sat there with his head slightly lowered, his bony fingers pinching the center of his brow lightly, his eyes were filled with a faint shadow of darkness, it looked like he hadn't had a good rest for many days.

But he didn't seem to want to rest, his handsome brows were furrowed, as if he was thinking deeply.

Qin Luoyu had been drowsy all day during the day, but now he woke up, and there was a big devil by his side, so naturally he couldn't fall asleep.

She was lying on the bed with her eyes open, looking at the light gauze embroidered curtain above her head like clouds and mist, her mind was full of thoughts.

Although she always looks calm and calm in front of Chanjuan, she knows that she is not as calm as she appears on the surface.

She admitted that she was too eager to return, and took a risky move.

In fact, at the beginning, she was prepared to stay in Night City for a long time, because she expected that the fake death medicine might take a lot of trouble and it was not so easy to get.

Her original plan was to negotiate a deal with the big devil, to hold on to her own life first, and then choose the right time to feign death and leave after she managed to get the fake death medicine.

But she never expected that the medicine would be obtained so smoothly, and the heart of return that had been hidden was immediately stimulated, and she was unwilling to wait another day.

That day, she pretended to be homesick to Lord Ling and said that she was homesick. Although it sounded like a sophistry, it was actually more or less a reflection of her own heart.

Although she used to read those transmigration novels a lot, and she seemed to find them quite interesting, but when it happened to her, she only felt lonely, anxious, at a loss, and even a little bit afraid.

Although Qin Luoyu didn't want to admit it, she was indeed afraid.

The night of bloody fire and purgatory in the Los Angeles Palace was the nightmarish meeting ceremony for her first step into this world.

People who are accustomed to living in peaceful times are suddenly drawn into such a world of chaotic killings, and it is impossible to truly walk around in a short period of time and wait calmly.

At least she can't.She is also not used to her own destiny being in the hands of others.

For a person who is accustomed to living freely, the feeling of being controlled is not very pleasant, on the contrary, it is a very bad feeling.

It seems that there is a sword of Damocles hanging above the head at any time, worrying about death or other bad luck all the time, anxiety is like a shadow, lingering.

Qin Luoyu was eager to get out of this situation, and eager to return to the original world.

At the beginning, she traveled from the ancient temple called Yuankong Temple in Xishu. As long as she went to Xishu, she might be able to find that ancient temple, and maybe she might go back.

So she desperately wanted to leave Buyedu.Although choosing to leave now, it is likely to be a little rash.

But she had to try.With her current situation, freedom is always sought in danger, and it is impossible for a pie to fall suddenly from the sky.

Thinking about it carefully, there are too many factors that determine whether she can leave smoothly, the most important point is that it depends on the emperor in front of her.

"emperor."

Qin Luoyu looked at the light gauze curtain above his head, and said softly, "If the concubine is really dead, in view of the concubine's treatment for the emperor, can the emperor agree to this concubine's request?"

The man paused slightly between his eyebrows, and slowly raised his eyes to look at the girl on the bed.

After a while, Fang Chen said in a deep voice, "You won't die. Take your medicine and rest well, and nothing will happen to you."

(End of this chapter)