Yipin farm girl

Chapter 866 I’m Sad and Convincing (1)
The blood on his face faded away!
After a while, he raised his eyes, fixed his eyes on the closed door, and pressed his lips tightly.He should have known earlier, the moment he decided to hide the news, he should have known that the Lord would not tolerate him!Didn't kill him because of the love he grew up with?

But he doesn't regret it!

He didn't regret hiding that news, he just misjudged Yelumo's ability, Yelumo had been lurking Tianqi for decades, and there were so many capable men and dead men under him, he couldn't even kill a single Fu Yunshan!

"She won't die, and sooner or later, my master's life will be destroyed in her hands!" Chang Si murmured, looking sideways at Dongqing, "Do you think she deserves to die?"

Dongqing's eyes widened, and she quickly glanced at the door not far away, pulled him further, and growled, "You are so dazed! It is my own business that I like the third girl. If something happens, it's because our subordinates didn't fulfill our duty to protect the master, so what's the matter with the third girl?"

Changsi remained silent, looked at Dongqing who was gritted his teeth angrily, and said after a long time, "If it wasn't for Fu Yunshan, I wouldn't have risked my life to go to the plague-ridden Liaodong Mansion, and I wouldn't have been infected with the plague and almost died; if it wasn't for Fu Yunshan, I wouldn't have If he would go to the banquet at the Emperor's Mansion, he would not be nearly poisoned by Yelumo's treachery; if there is no Fu Yunshan..."

"You really don't like oil and salt, you're going to piss me off!" Dongqing jumped her feet angrily, and she really jumped, "Chang Si, let me ask you, how does the emperor treat the concubines and concubines in the harem? How about Sheji Jiangshan?"

Naturally it is not good, the current emperor has not stayed with concubines in the harem for many years.I can't wait to not go to the morning court every day, and not to approve memorials every day!

Seeing Changsi frowning, with an expression of being out of touch with what to do, Dongqing smiled angrily, "Let me ask you again, how does the emperor treat the deceased concubine Jin?"

Thinking about it day and night, I wish I could be with Qing day and Qiu night...

Chang Si choked up his words, and after a while, he said with a serious face, "Concubine Jin has saved the emperor from danger several times, and even died for the emperor! The emperor should think of her!"

"I should kill you!"

Dongqing punched him, and Changsi staggered back a few steps, trying to stabilize his figure.

"Is your head kicked by a donkey or caught by a door? How do you know that the girl doesn't think about the master? Do you want to wait for the girl to get hurt and die a few times for the master before you feel good?"

He didn't think so, if she was hurt, I might be so sad... No, I would definitely rather get hurt than let her get hurt!
Changji frowned.

Dongqing raised her foot and kicked over, "Do you want me to think of the third girl like the concubine Jin to be satisfied!"

After the words fell, both of them were stunned!
Dongqing raised her hand and slapped herself with such force that a small slap mark was added to her cheeks that had been well-raised for so many days.

"Bah! I'm really confused by you!" Dongqing spat, and gave Changsi a hard look, "Think about it carefully!"

Turning his head and walking, he stopped after taking two steps, looked back at Changsi, took a deep breath, and said softly, "Changsi, after all these years, I finally met a girl I like. If the third girl is really dead..." Dongqing smiled lightly, "What will my future life be like? Or find another way to live a lonely life..."

Changji's body trembled violently, "But..."

Dongqing had already walked away and stood under the eaves, looking at him from a distance.

The sky, I don't know when it started to snow heavily, like goose feathers, fluttering down, and after a while, Changsi's head and shoulders were covered with a layer, he stood in the wind and snow, I don't know how long he stood, until his legs were already dead. Paralyzed by the cold, he staggered towards the room, not knowing whether it was cold or warm.

(End of this chapter)