The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

  Chapter 694 The White Moonlight of the Tyrant (58)

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  "Wait for you to come, I will give you all, and...and...I have written poems for you..."

  The man seemed to be eager to prove something, and frantically turned out another box full of letters.

   "Look, you see, it's all for you, you are here, I will read it to you over and over again, okay..."

  He trembling hands, touching the woman in the portrait, his eyes moist,

   "I'm waiting for you... Will you come... I'm not happy, not happy at all..."

  The man clutched his suffocating heart, choked lowly,

  He was barefoot, kneeling on the ground, holding a portrait full of dangdang, sad as a crying little beast.

  【Ding Dong—】

  【System refresh...】

  【Fragment recognition: +0%】

  【Total recognition: 100%】

  ...

  At this moment, inside the coffin,

  The sleeping girl seemed to perceive something, her fingertips moved slightly,

  The fragments that had been healing her were naturally discovered for the first time.

  They got excited and rubbed her cheek affectionately, obediently and softly.

  However, the girl just moved, her consciousness was not clear.

  She has a pale face and still has no anger.

  Fortunately,

  Under the combined force of the fragments, her soul body has been solidified, and there is no longer a sense of emptiness.

  Cooperate with the hand rope,

  Everything is developing in a good direction.

  ...

  [Xiaowuzi, or... let’s go and confess with the fragments...]

  The dumpling tangled,

  【Madam will not wake up for a while, the fragments will wait forever, maybe... there is no end. 】

   "...then you go, come on."

  The mist retreated silently.

  "As a friend, friendship reminds you that the power of the fragments to drive you crazy is enough to kill you thousands of times."

   "Oh, but don't worry, if your soul is lost, I will definitely help you supersede it."

  Dumpling: 【……】

  T^T

  What’s so special...

  Forget it, let the fragments wait a lot.

  Maybe, after 30 to 40 years, the lady will wake up.

  The dumpling made no sound anymore.

  ...

  ...

the next day,

  After the morning meeting,

  Gu Qianqi was summoned to the Imperial Study Room alone.

  The noble emperor returned to his calm appearance, as if the loss of control last night was just a dream.

  He sits in a high position, with a bit of anger between his brows and eyes.

  Gu Qianqi was apprehensive and knelt down,

   "Your Majesty."

   "Did you handle the draft list?"

  The man's tone is slightly gloomy.

   "...Back to your majesty, yes."

  "All women of the appropriate age and eligible are on the list."

  Gu Qianqi lowered his head, sweating slightly.

  In the past few days, he has heard that the emperor is extremely disgusted with the beautiful girl who enters the palace.

  The killing of killing, the penalty of punishment, the original forty-nine people, now there are less than ten people left.

  At the beginning, I was thinking of becoming an official of the relatives of the emperor, but now no one dares to speak, just because he is afraid of drawing fire to himself.

  When Gu Qianqi was called alone, he could roughly guess that he could not escape his responsibility.

  If the person selected is not good, the person in charge will naturally bear the brunt.

  Gu Qianqi lowered his head, not daring to breathe.

  Inexplicably, he is now a little afraid of the people on the dragon chair,

   "..." The handsome emperor tapped his long fingers lightly, not heavy, but made the study dead silent.

   "Do you have a daughter?"

  Gu Qianqi was taken aback, "...Your Majesty, the Weichen does have a daughter, but... the little girl fell into the water when she was five years old, and she is... no longer alive."

  "..." The emperor paused with a long finger,

  He slowly raised his eyes, and a trace of coldness flashed.

"died?"

  (End of this chapter)