Evil Prince's Love's No Limit

The more night came, the stronger the wind became. The leaves rustled and rustled. Even the windows and doors were blown and some of them shook. The clattering sound was like a rapid drumbeat, which made people fidgety.

When the female doctor of Song Dynasty, who was already restless enough, heard the sound like a talisman, she was even more like an ant on a hot pot. She walked back and forth in the room. Looking up at the bronze mirror, Su Zijin's human skin mask, which had been covered in four sides, was crying without tears.

He agreed with Su Zijin that he could only last for half an hour. However, he could not see her for half an hour. The mask was hopeless. Once found out, it was

Squeak.

Song medical woman's heart was just mentioned to her throat, and the door was suddenly pushed open. She was so scared that she didn't even dare to look at it. She quickly turned her back and covered her face. She yelled: "who let you come in without knocking on the door, the county's main bath, go out!"

"I didn't know I was going to take a shower." Looking at the song medical woman, her feet were shaking with fear. Su Zijin couldn't help laughing and closed the door with her backhand.

As soon as she heard the voice of Su Zijin, she immediately turned around and looked at Su Zijin who had taken off the mask and was pulling the mask on her head. She almost cried with joy. She rushed forward and grabbed her hand. She couldn't hear whether she was crying or laughing. She said, "my aunt, you are back. If you don't come back, I'll have a heart attack."

"Although I don't know what the heart disease you are talking about, I still want to say I'm sorry to frighten you." Su Zijin pulled the mask off his head and let his hair pour down.

"Princess, I'm sorry, I don't have to. But next time you can't do this. My little heart can't stand it." Let go of Su Zijin's hand, the song medical woman was hastily pacifying her heart. After taking a breath, she settled down and asked, "but you have been there for such a long time, is it not smooth?"

"It's going well." Su Zijin drooped his eyes and looked at the mask of human skin that had been wrinkled like bark in his hand. He threw it into the charcoal stove, turned and walked to the bedroom. He said, "it's just that I took some time to choose a way for tomorrow's failure, so it's delayed."

"Choose a path for failure?" Song medical woman heart doubt, looking at Su Zijin back is not very understand the meaning of this word.

"That is, if I lose tomorrow, I will marry one of the fourth or seventh princes. Therefore, I will take the lead in choosing a way for failure, so as not to be at a loss." Su Zijin's voice is peaceful as usual gossips, but this gossip falls in the ear of song medical girl, but she is stunned in situ.

She did not understand that day Su Zijin said is not life, is death, now, she seems to understand.

"So that's what you mean by death. Whether you marry the fourth prince or the seventh prince, isn't it a dead end? Since it's all a dead end, what else do you choose?"

What to choose?

Su Zijin took off the monk's robe and stopped for a minute, but for a moment he continued to slowly fade away and chuckled: "choose a person who can make me live longer."

After that, Su Zijin took off the monk's robe and walked to the bedside, took off his shoes, put down the curtain and covered everything.

When the female doctor of Song Dynasty came back to ask, the curtain had been completely closed, just like a barrier. She knew what she could not ask any more, and felt Su Zijin's fatigue and helplessness.

For the loss to do the choice, how ironic, although it is not clear what Su Zijin's plan is, but this shows that the probability of winning tomorrow is not big.

Tomorrow, whether it is life or death.

……

In Haishi, according to the rules of the temple, all the meditation rooms were lighted and ready to go to sleep.

When everyone was already lying on the bed, the queen was still sitting on the chair, just like a statue, until she heard the sound of footsteps coming from outside, and her eyes lit up, staring at the opposite door.

After a while, the door was pushed open and closed. Lu Yue walked in quickly, standing on the side of the queen, and lowered her voice: "Niang, I have checked it. As Lu Xing heard, there are some male lots written in the room of the ritual department who is in charge of sacrificial offerings. They are all the names of the six princes. If you pour in tomorrow, you will surely pick him."

Hearing this, the Queen's eyes were suddenly as cold as a thousand years.

She knew that Liu Fei would never be so simple, but she didn't expect to do something about Xiao Luochen. If she didn't find out in time, she would have made a big mistake in her hand.

"Let people write lots all night long, and change all the lots of the master's lot into those of yu'er, so that no one can find out."

"The maidservant has sent someone to write it." Lu Yue cleverly picked up the tea on the table and handed it to the queen. She said, "but Niang, who is the person who sent the news to us? Lu Xing said that he only saw his back. He was a little monk. Could there be any fraud in this matter?"

"Cheat? Then there must be other ways to cheat her. If you are forced to die, you will know the current affairs. " With a cold hum, the queen turned her head and looked at the North window. "Well, the palace is going to rest, but you should keep an eye on it and do it well.""Yes."

……

At midnight, the temple of Anguo was completely quiet. However, the temple on the right side of the hall was very busy. Three hard to find dark shadows crossed the sky and crept quietly into a room along the half open window.

Listening to the sound of snoring like thunder, we opened the locked box, took out a brocade bag hidden in the dark grid, took out one of the folded lots, poured all the rest into the charcoal oven, and then poured the lot from the bag handed by another person into the brocade bag, sprinkled the one in his hand on the flour, sealed it, put it back again, locked the box, and then put it back Way back.

The three men in black finished what the queen told them in ten breathless hours. Everything went smoothly.

Only when they had gone far away, the curtain on the bed was lifted. Apart from the middle-aged man who was still snoring on the bed, the gentleman in white came down from the bed, looked at the box, and raised a fox smile.

Take out a bulging bag from the sleeve, just as the three men in black have done. The same steps are repeated from the beginning. The only difference is that all the lots that have just been changed are put into the charcoal oven, and none of them is left.

In less than half a cup of tea, the result of tomorrow will be changed into two. However, this is the final result.

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