Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

The prince's hand shook. After a few breaths, he still put the teacup down steadily and said with a bitter smile, "if that's the case, I can only say it's God's will."

"What Providence is just a trick of ordinary people to deceive themselves and others. People's destiny is in their own hands. What does it have to do with Providence?"

Young master Lang said disdainfully.

People in this world believe too much in fate and always feel that everything is doomed.

In fact, I don't know that Providence is human intention.

Once you encounter setbacks, you always say that God's will is so, and good fortune makes people.

But I never thought that it was my choice that led to such a result.

"I don't agree with you." the prince said positively, "my destiny is closely related to the fate of many people. I've never had this idea. I don't know what festival the immortal has with the king of Qin. I came to the door tonight. My uncle is in the palace. Do you recognize the immortal?"

Young master Lang really wants to kill the people in front of him. He clearly wants to be in addition to the king of Qin, but he cares about his flesh and blood.

Such indecision is not cruel enough. Naturally, it is not the opponent of the damn king of Qin.

At the thought of long Feiyu and his figure leaving the star picking palace, his heart seemed to be burning with fire.

He really wanted to dig his heart and throw it away.

Better than such a painful tangle.

I don't know how strong this body's consciousness is, or what it did before the divine consciousness disappeared.

In short, childe Lang knows that these are not his real ideas.

He knows what kind of person he is.

His ruthlessness is almost unique.

Touch his scales, he will definitely kill each other.

And whoever it is.

Including AoYa.

But now this heart, sometimes, can't control itself.

If he wasn't afraid of Yun qingrang, how could he be so oppressed.

I was also secretly angry. A dignified emperor had finished his reincarnation. Why didn't he go back to the top of heaven, but he stayed in the star picking palace every day and was bored with Xia Qingluo.

Look angry.

I really want to kill Xia Qingluo.

On this thought, he wanted to kill a lot of people, but he couldn't do any of them.

It's really suffocating.

It's better not to wake up.

His face grew darker and darker, and his authority was not released by the Lord.

The prince's forehead exuded fine beads of sweat. He had to bow his head and hold his hand tightly. The beads of sweat on his face fell on the tea table.

Childe Lang took a deep breath and eased his breath, "do you agree if I can eradicate his power and don't let your brother turn against me?"

"Can you do it?" the prince took out his silk handkerchief, wiped the sweat off his face and asked low.

If you do nothing, you will steal.

"Of course I can, but I need your help."

"Your terms?"

"No."

Young master Lang opened his mouth cleanly.

"Why?" the Prince did not understand.

"There's no other reason. I just don't like him."

Prince, "..."

Does he think he can breathe a sigh of relief for this reason?

"I'll come back to you in a few days." young master Lang said, lifted his clothes, turned into a light and shadow, and suddenly disappeared into the air.

The prince looked at the half cup of tea and stood in the wind for a long time.

……

When Xia Qingluo woke up, it was already daylight. She was also moved from the boat on the lake to the bed in the bedroom.