(MTL)Every time I wake up in the arms of the villain (through the book)

Chapter 41

    Tears welled up in her eyes, and she no longer regretted it.

    If there is an afterlife, she will definitely hold Zhao Yan's heart tightly.

    Jingnan palace, inside the water prison.

    Suddenly there was a condensed voice.

    "Void Master, when will I be able to do the Dharma?" The

    man's voice was extremely cold, with no warmth, and his pronunciation was somewhat cold and rigid.

    Kong Wu looked at Zhao Sui's inhuman appearance, and felt a little helpless: "Donor, you can think clearly, changing one's life against the sky means changing one's life with one's life. Once these forbidden techniques are activated, the consequences will be unimaginable."

    Three years . Before, his original intention was just to get rid of Zhao Sui, but he didn't want him to find out that he had changed his life against the sky.

    He lamented the coincidence.

    Zhao Sui's voice did not waver: "Daoist, I have been thinking about it for three years."

    Ruan Ci's death seemed to kill the only light in his world. He just learned to love her when she left.

    Three years ago, Ruan Ci died of poison, and it was the day when he handed over his military power.

    After Zhao Yan learned the news of Ruan Ci's death, he withdrew his troops and returned to the imperial city.

    When he was empty, he seemed to see through his mind at a glance.

    Kong Wu originally intended to take away Ruan Ruan's body, but was blocked by all means. If it weren't for the forbidden technique, he would not have handed over Ruan Ruan's body.

    Now, the three years of forbearance and lovesickness have only been waiting for this time.

    "Master, it's time to start."

    In the spring of the third year of Yuanli, on the sixth day of the third lunar month, on the outskirts of the imperial city.

    North City, Nguyen House.

    Qiaoer held up the veil on the wooden bed, and looked helplessly at the person who was sleeping on the bed with no grace at all: "Miss, it's already been three poles in the sun. If you can't afford it, it is estimated that the master will make you kneel again."

    After a while , the quilt on the bed moved reluctantly.

    There was a sound from the door, and Qiao'er quickly pulled down the soft quilt: "Miss, hurry up, Madam is here!"

    Madam Ruan entered the room and saw her daughter, who was sleepy, wrapped in a robe, and sat dazedly. on a wooden bench.

    She stepped forward and patted her daughter's head, "Look what time it is, you just got up, and your father is going to scold you again when you come back."

    Shen Ci pouted and hugged Mrs. Ruan's waist tightly, rubbing her coquettishly: "Mother Dear~, my daughter, Xue Nuhong, went to bed a little late yesterday, so I woke up late."

    Madam Ruan said helplessly, but she took the wooden comb from Qiao'er's hand and carefully arranged for Shen Ci. send.

    "You, how old are you, and you are still so childish, you are not afraid of others' jokes when you say it."

    Shen Ci smiled and retracted into her clothes.

    In the early spring, the coldness of winter has not yet dissipated. Even wearing cotton clothes, it is still very cold.