The Empress of Fast Travel is still a vicious villain today

Chapter 492 482: You want to kill me

In the dark prison, Jun Jiuli was wearing a thin gray cotton coat, sitting on the shriveled straw.

It was very different from the comfortable single room last time, it was very shabby.

This also confirmed what the two guards just said, she was going to die.

In the big prison in the middle of the night, only the sound of snoring one after another can be heard, occasionally accompanied by the ravings of two prisoners.

Don't kill me, I'm innocent.

But Jun Jiuli just sat quietly, a dim oil lamp was lit on the small broken stool in front of him.

There was barely a gleam of light, but the oil lamp seemed to be of low quality, always burning with white smoke.

"Since you're here, come out."

Jun Jiuli picked up the shriveled straw on the ground and turned on the oil lamp a little more.

Just as Jiang Yuhan was about to step out, he heard another deep male voice.

"You knew I was coming?"

Jun Jiuli raised his head, "The general cares so much about Jun, and Jun will go to the guillotine tomorrow. If the general doesn't come, there will be no chance."

An Feiru came out of the dark in a lake green long gown, and with a wave of his hand, the sweet jailer who was already sleeping beside him fell into a coma.

An Feiru looked down at Jun Jiuli in the cell, with complicated eyes, "Do you know who I am?"

"The general's words are funny. Don't you know who you are?"

It was the first time An Feiru had seen Jun Jiuli like this, without a trace of hostility or aggression.

In my impression, the other party has always been the aloof eldest princess, the graceful and luxurious number one beauty of the Xia Dynasty, the decisive killing god on the battlefield.

She also doesn't like him very much, fiancee.

If she had been in this posture back then, he thought, he would have protected her.

"Jun Jiuli, are you Jun Jiuli?"

"I am, the general seems really confused."

An Feiru took a step forward, and Jiang Yuhan in the dark looked at the lake green shirt on his body, and suddenly wanted to stab the general to death.

"Do you remember, Lan?"

An Feiru's words made Jun Jiuli's hand holding the oil lamp pause, "I don't remember."

But it couldn't be hidden from An Feiru, who had been watching Jun Jiuli's movements closely. Seeing this pause, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The aura around him was suddenly different from the bewilderment just now.

"Jiuli, do you want me to rescue you?"

Jun Jiuli looked at the burnt straw in his hand, and he didn't want to fight with An Feiru anymore.

She really looked at each other and felt nauseous.

Do you want to use her to achieve your own royal power and hegemony?He probably forgot that he was the one who helped him get the position of national teacher back then.

If you really have the ability, you can't do it.

In the hands of her royal father, Daxia has long been incompetent, and is only a short distance away from subjugation.

If it wasn't for her, Da Xia would have disappeared long ago.

"Why, does the national teacher want to use me again?"

Jun Jiuli bent his knees, but did not stand up, but leaned back.

Just this moment, the aura of the former emperor came out, looking at Anfeiru with indifference and majesty.

An Feiru trembled involuntarily, "It's you, Jiuli..."

Before he finished speaking, a silver needle was mercilessly brought towards An Feiru's throat.

An Feiru's pupils shrank, the silver needle scratched a little skin in his throat, and sank straight into the ground.

"You're going to kill me?"

An Feiru couldn't believe it, and betrayed anger appeared on his face.

"if not?"

"Jun Jiuli, you really have no heart. I want to forgive you, but you want to kill me again."

(End of this chapter)