Love in Another Life: My Gentle Tyrant

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  No one even saw how the emperor came to Xuan Yuan, and that fierce kick. Xuan Yuan still bowed his head, silently gazing at the dying little wolf.

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  her jaw was seduced by long fingers, she saw the man's mouth wickedly radian, "Nine times? Good!"

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"Xuan Xuan, do you really think that Xun can't bear to hit you?" Word by word, Long Feili said so.

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 "Don't dare. Xuan Yuan shook the corner of his mouth lightly," The emperor could even kill Chen Yuan. "

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The emperor chuckled, "Yes."

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  Shentan Guze eyes did not have the slightest smile.

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  Slightly squinting, the little wolf that was fainting suddenly opened his eyes, howling a few times, and snarling the emperor fiercely ... It didn't understand what he said, but the spiritual beast still felt it The dangerous breath of the man before him.

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 Struggling to stand up from Xuan Yuan's arms, it was frightened and angry, and the hair all over the body shook like a little hedgehog.

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放在 放在 In normal times, Xuan Yuan wanted to laugh, but then he just wanted to cry.

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只是 只是 just can't.

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  often said in the novel, no one deserves your tears, and those who deserve your tears can't bear to cry.

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  The nose is very sour, so I meditated a few times before pretending to be indifferent.

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Momo looked at him.

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The emperor squeezed her jaw and stared at her. He was calm, but her stubborn and indifferent eyes made him angry and angry.

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  This woman is openly challenging his authority.

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"Xia Sang."

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"Slaves are here." Xia Sang was a bit scalp.

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  "Nine times. Do it according to the year-old mother-in-law, finish it before it is completed." Let go of the woman, the emperor gave a will.

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  inside the hall, suddenly there was a tense atmosphere.

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"Slaves obey." Xia Sang answered in a low voice.

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  do it? Long Zijin was slightly surprised ... It seemed that from an early age, he had never guessed the mind of his nine brother. Then he chuckled at Xia Sang: "My King can guess what you are thinking."

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"Why aren't the emperors calling you Xu Xu, right?"

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  Xia Sang returned to him with a smile on his skin, and glanced at Xu Yan intentionally or unintentionally. The breeze on the side was faint.

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  Xia Sang this person is easy-going and easy-going, but he has a sharp eye and a cautious temperament. He went to the emperor and glanced at him again.

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  The young emperor stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes narrowed.

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Xia Sang thought, this time ... he was out of alignment.

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"Offended, Niang Niangniang-" he whispered.

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Xuan Yuan nodded.

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  At this time, Butterfly Wind broke away from the two eunuchs who were holding her. She was mad and blocked Xuan Yuan in front of her. She knelt down in front of the emperor, desperately hoeing her head, choking and choking, Slaves, please, forgive the slave's master. It was the slave's fault. It was the slaves who would be punished. "

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"Xia Sang, haven't you heard your will?" The emperor was slightly impatient.

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  The words of the butterfly wind are not lingering to him, like transparency and air.

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Xuan Yuan stretched her hands and held her head, gently shaking her head, "Don't ..."

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  and gave her to the little wolf.

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  The little wolf screamed Xuanyuan's placket, but refused to leave.

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Butterfly Wind shook her head desperately, crying, "Master, why don't you justify to the emperor?"

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说 说 said it useful. Xuan Yuan was sad and thoughtful, even though she knew that the chance was slim ... but she would rather remain silent, only to wait until she had received the slap.

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"Oh, do you have anything to say to you?"

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  sound indifferent and cool.

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Xuan Yuan glanced at the emperor, Long Fei lightly from Meifeng.

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  That attitude, she just saw from Long Zijin's face, it was a touch of sarcasm.

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Having swallowed hard, she walked to the emperor and knelt slowly, kneeling.

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  This is the world of imperial power, kneeling is commonplace.

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  However, it was indeed the first time she had kneeled at the emperor.

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"Can I ask you something?" She heard her voice ... a little humble.

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The emperor said nothing.

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She thought-he was listening, because he faintly felt that his gaze was over his head.

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  hot and pressing oppression.

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  She suddenly raised her head, and sure enough he saw his eyes light on her.

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  There is never a moment clearer than now, she ... just a thing of him. He is waiting for her to beg for mercy.

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  Of course, let it go, it depends on his mood.

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  gently put the little wolf on the ground.

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  The little wolf seemed to feel her calmness, curled up on her lap obediently, and narrowed her eyes.

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The emperor reached out and stroked the bruise on her cheek.

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  casual indolence in that tone will give people the illusion of tenderness.

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"Don't dare." She smiled bitterly, and stretched out her forehead.

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  The mark printed on the bed was a bit ugly, and she deliberately pulled a strand of hair down to cover it before going out.

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The shallow scar of the crescent moon appeared in front of the emperor, and the strength of the finger pressed on her face was heavy ... I could feel the roughness of the thin cocoon on his finger.

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The emperor changed his face slightly.

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  dear, thank you for reading. There are 3-4 more today.

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