Dyeing a long song seems to be a sudden release of all strength.

It's impossible to compete with the people in front of you.

Si Heng was pleased by the long song, so his strength was a little loose.

Feel dye long song is about to hold up when, let her go.

Looking at her ruddy complexion, she stood in front of him.

Si Heng's heart was instantly smoothed.

Gently raise the hand, will her forehead edge messy broken hair up, frame in the ear.

The voice is so deep that it looks like a conversation between lovers.

But still let dye long song, the whole body is born cold, "long song, you are a little bit good. Serve qiuluo for a period of time. As long as you don't hurt people, I'll let you out soon. "

No more harm.

No more hurt

"Ha ha ha..." Dye long song from the throat issued a smile.

Gradually, this smile can not help, along the corner of his eyes tears and laughter, together.

So in front of the Secretary Heng, presumptuous.

Si Heng was slightly stunned.

The movement of holding her arms was slightly loosened, "long..."

The long song of dye is quiet.

With tears in her eyes, she stares at the person in front of her, word by word, gnashing her teeth, "Si Heng, do you think that I hate to stay by qiuluo's side to serve her?"

The secretary was stunned.

It seems that some of them didn't respond. What did dye Changsong say.

Si Heng doesn't answer, but he doesn't prevent ran Changge from saying to himself, "yes, I really don't want to serve her, and I don't want to be punished by her with unnecessary charges. But I don't want to see you now than to wait on her side! "

Seeing Si Heng, I was embarrassed by Qiu Luo.

At this moment, she was more willing to accept the latter.

She no longer want to own heart, by Si Heng throw on the ground so trample.

Si Heng's calm face, at this moment, finally seems to be broken by something.

The language of the long song, every word, is slowly devouring his reason.

She didn't answer the question just now, but it was better than an answer.

Si Heng sneered, "you actually hate me, to such a point?"

Dye long song but just smile.

Don't talk.

Si Heng Li Sheng, "dye long song, what qualifications do you have?"

What right does she have to hate herself?

She can't!

Absolutely not!

Si Heng's heart seems to be broken a big hole, flustered, uneasy.

But he was at a loss. He didn't know how to let ran Changge take back the words he had just said.

She can't say that, absolutely not.

You can't look at yourself like this.

She should always be the one in the five princes' mansion, with her own dye song in her eyes and heart.

Instead of this one, I just want to escape from him.

I don't know what Si Heng is thinking.

She just knew that the dead heart would still feel pain when she heard some words.

Yes, she is not qualified.

Dye long song but do not want to see Si Heng again.

Slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Then, in front of Si Heng's face, he squatted down and knelt on the ground directly.

Eyes on the ground, word by word, "what the emperor taught me is that I am just a trivial servant, and I am not qualified to say such words."

Yes, she did.

Where is she qualified to hate the emperor?

She didn't, and never thought about it.

Ran Changge closes her eyes slightly, and her face is in a state of frustration.

Si Heng has never seen such a long dye song.

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