Empress is overjoyed, the emperor died violently!

Chapter 472
With a bang, Jiang Yuwan was set on fire.

She looked at Qi Chuan clearly, her breath was close at hand, but there was not much smile in her eyes.

"...I, I mean I'm shit."

Qi Chuan hurriedly took back what he said just now.

The emperor has almost a year in the future, if he knew that the emperor would come over when he was out on business, he would never go out!

Hugging the person in his arms heavily, he took a deep breath to hide the killing intent surging in his eyes.

After lurking in the palace for more than a year, he has already figured out the layout and terrain of the palace.

Now that he wants to assassinate the dog emperor, he is [-]% sure.

Wanwan didn't let him do it himself, but Qi Chuan couldn't wait any longer, the emperor coveted his own Wanwan, as a normal man, how could he bear it.

Besides, Ah Zhu is still young, only a few months old.

Now he is still ignorant and can't remember anything.

But when he grows older, is it possible that he will call that disgusting dog emperor his father?
Jiang Yuwan's beautiful hair hung down softly, Qi Chuan turned his head, and gently sniffed at her fragrant hair, suppressing the tyranny in his eyes.

"Wan Wan..."

"I can't wait any longer..."

Waiting for even a cup of tea is suffering.

Qi Chuan took the initiative to let go of Jiang Yuwan who was standing quietly in front of the window, lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes covered the expression in his eyes.

A cloak was put on Jiang Yuwan's body, and Qi Chuan left the bedroom.

I don't know whose sigh is blowing in the wind.

Broke up unhappily.

The moonlight shone on Jiang Yuwan's body, and under the cold and bright moonlight, her mole of tears shone brightly.

The crystal clear teardrops fell down like a string of beads that had been disturbed by someone.

The wind blew the cloak on her body, Jiang Yuwan tightly grasped the fluttering cloak, avoiding people and ran out.

The night was long and the corridors were winding. She ran, only hearing her own breathing.

Shortness of breath accompanied by footsteps.

She stopped outside a wing room and pushed open the door violently.

The moonlight poured in from her back, she stepped on the moonlight and walked in.

The hood of the cloak fell over her head.

Jiang Yuwan saw Qi Chuan sitting at the table with his back facing her, focused and upright.

He turned around slowly, Jiang Yuwan was finally able to see what he was doing.

He was sitting at the table, sharpening the dagger seriously with his beautiful white hands.

Qi Chuan was obviously a little surprised to see Jiang Yuwan coming in a hurry wearing a cloak, with water glistening in his eyes.

Noticing Wanwan's gaze, Qi Chuan put away his dagger calmly and got up to meet her.

"Wan Wan."

He softened the coldness and ruthlessness of polishing the weapon, and his slender figure stood up in the narrow room, making the space suddenly a little cramped.

Qi Chuan didn't know why Jiang Yuwan came looking for him at this time, but he keenly saw the tears at the end of Jiang Yuwan's eyes.

The traces of dryness trailed faintly at the end of her upturned eyes.

Qi Chuan stretched out his hand, fondled it lovingly for a few days, and wiped away the trace.

"Xiao Chuan."

Jiang Yuwan, who was wearing a black cloak, suddenly threw herself into his arms.

Qi Chuan opened his arms and looked down at her.

Jiang Yuwan burst into tears, and her eyes were full of charm, but what was hidden underneath was deep sorrow and powerlessness.

Qi Chuan sighed softly, closed his eyes, picked her up horizontally, stretched out his long legs, and closed the door tightly.

They were all stuck in the swamp and couldn't get out. If that was the case, they would fall into the endless hell together, and no one could leave in a hurry.

Jiang Yuwan shed tears, turned her back to the sky and blue sky, and shared *climb* extreme *joy with him.

When she was in love, she grabbed him firmly, leaving marks on his broad back.

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(End of this chapter)