My host is lazy again

Chapter 309
"By the way, you go and tell Shen Muli to spare my life. He, he listens to you, as long as you tell him, he will definitely let me go!"

Luo Jian looked at him silently, her long curly eyelashes fluttering from time to time.

After a while, she looked at the interrogating officer and asked suspiciously, "Did you torture him?"

The officials who followed her were not sure what she meant, and said in trepidation, "Return to the empress dowager's words, never."

"Well, is it?" She looked back, rubbed her chin and muttered: "Why does Aijia think he hurt his head? So delirious."

amount.

The officials looked at each other, and then answered her very seriously: "My Lady, the prisoner has no external injuries, maybe he was stimulated..."

After all, this is so exciting.

Fall directly from the height to the bottom.

Luo Jian hummed.

After Luo Qinian in the cell finished crying, she said softly: "You want to see Aijia, do you just tell Aijia this? If so, then Aijia will leave."

"Jane! Do you really want to treat Wei father so cruelly?!"

"Well, that's right." The Empress Dowager nodded her head confidently, "If you did something wrong, you have to bear the responsibility."

"..."

Realizing that she really doesn't care about the father-daughter relationship between them, the little hope in Luo Qinian's heart slowly sank.Suddenly looking at the little emperor next to her, he seemed to be grasping at the last straw: "By the way, there is also the emperor... Your majesty, you save the minister, the Luo family has served the royal family for many years, even if there is no credit, there is hard work." ! Please also ask the emperor to recite the merits of the ministers in the past, and let the Zhen Guogong's mansion live!"

The little emperor Mo Zhao was frightened by his slightly crazy appearance.

He hurriedly hid behind his mother's back, holding her slender fingers with his little hand.

Looking up at her, he asked softly, "Queen, is this your father?"

Luo Jian lowered her head, "Yes."

"Then, what did he commit to be locked up here?" The little emperor, who was always thinking about the throne and kept in the dark, looked puzzled, his eyes bright and clear.

After thinking for a while, she patted his little head, "Ask the prime minister, he will tell you."

Mo Zhao opened his eyes wide.

In just a second, he put away his curiosity, "Oh, forget it then."

He doesn't want to know anymore.

……

Three months later in the blink of an eye.

All dust settled.

Soon came the day when Luo Qinian was beheaded.

Today, it is drizzling.

The mountains in the distance are wrapped in mist and hazy, as if merging with the gray sky.

Even in this weather, there were still many people gathering on both sides of the street.

They stood by the side of the road holding umbrellas, with expressions of watching the excitement.

Luo Jian was also a member of the fun, and she came to see her cheap daddy for the last time.

She was standing on the second floor of a restaurant by the street, her eyelids drooping, and while eating sunflower seeds, she looked at the round, beautiful backs of oil-paper umbrellas underneath, at the swaying prison cars escorting the prisoners, and at the people on the side of the road. The people pointed at the people in the car, and finally watched the prison car slowly drive towards the execution ground...

Xiao Tao, who was standing behind her, stepped forward and asked softly, "Empress Dowager, do you want to follow me?"

Luo Jian immediately shook her head, "No, it's too bloody."

Thinking of that scene, I suddenly felt that the melon seeds were not fragrant.

She wiped her hands, then patted the dew on her hair, "Let's go, let's go back to the palace."

As soon as she went downstairs, she ran into a group of people hurriedly running from the front.

(End of this chapter)