Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

? Her face is ironic: "Why do you think I want to come back with you and grow old together? Isn't it because..."

Isn't it because I like you?

The little emperor stood up while leaning on the chair.

She looked condescendingly at the person who was half-kneeling on the ground, her face becoming more and more indifferent.

Jun Zui looked at her, only feeling that his heart seemed to be covered with snow.

Yes, why does he think that she, who has always been the most arrogant, would want to be with him again, and grow old together?

She is so proud, how can he be with him who hurt her again?

"You Bang..." Jun Zui closed his eyes and knelt in front of her: "Chen, but the emperor will let you down."

Now he does not ask her for forgiveness, but only asks to make up for her.

Even if she wants his life to vent her anger, Jun Zui will give it.

Hearing him say this, the little emperor smiled: "You want to make up for me?"

Jun Zui didn't speak, and acquiesced.

The little emperor's voice was cold: "Stand up."

After a while, Jun Zui stood up.

Obviously the elegant and elegant, unparalleled Young Master Pian Pian, when standing in front of her now, he looked embarrassed.

The little emperor raised his hand.

Her palm was cold, covering his eyelids.

Because I often take medicine, there is a faint smell of medicine on the hands.

Jun Zuixin felt sour again.

"Close your eyes."

Jun Zui closed his eyes.

After a while, he felt a sword in his hand.

The little emperor was holding his sword in his hand.

Jun Zui was taken aback, thinking that she was going to make the illusion of his own suicide, so as to avoid criticism from the Minister of Korea and China.

So he quietly waited for her to pierce the sword into his chest.

After a while, there really was a sound of something piercing the cloth, and at the same time, the warm liquid was spilled on Jun Zui's hand.

Jun Zui quickly opened his eyes.

In front of him, the little emperor had a sword stuck in his chest, and he held the hilt tightly in his hand.

The sword he thought would pierce his chest, now pierced her chest.

The big red blood poured out from her chest, dyeing her white clothes red.

The heavy snow of goose feathers poured down from the sky, and his little emperor slowly fell to the ground, but his eyes were bright as stars.

Jun Zui fell to the ground and hugged her into his arms.

There is plum scent in the air, as well as a faint smell of blood.

Jun Zui opened his mouth to breathe, but his body seemed to be sealed by snow and ice from the sky and the ground.

Eyes are full of blood.

Her eyes are full of blood on her body.

Jun Zui stretched out his hand in a daze, trying to plug her wound, but the blood still poured out, staining his hand red.

"Yes...Yes..." Jun Zui trembled all over, tears slipping from his face.

I'll give whatever you want.

Whether it is the world or the people of the Li people, even if it is my life, I will give you whatever you want.

"Don't die, please..." The prime minister who had always been prudent and elegant cried, tears dripping down and mixed in blood.

I don't want anything, I don't ask for anything, I just ask you not to die.

The little emperor coughed out a mouthful of blood, and Jun Zui wiped her up in a panic: "I'll take you to the imperial doctor, you can hold on for a while..."

Saying that he was about to pick up the person in his arms, the little emperor in his arms pulled his front **** and pulled him in front of him.

There was a scorching light in those bright eyes, just like her before.

The person in his arms is the proud, flamboyant, and bright Jiang Youbang.

Her voice was faint, but categorically: "You didn't ask me, did you like you?"

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