Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

"This has nothing to do with liking." Song Le frowned, reluctantly said, "Ah Xing, my face hurts."

Although he pinched his chin, he injured the facial nerve on his face, and it still hurts when pulled.

Lu Xingfu let go of her, his eyes were so cold that Song Le was afraid.

It took a long time before he said timidly: "The person I like is you."

"What about the evidence?"

"what?"

"I just want evidence, don't you like me, where is the evidence?"

Lu Xingfu will never forget that moment when he felt chills all over his body, as if his heart was about to stop, but it wasn't because of him.

It was for the person he hated the most in his life!

Song Le was confused and stunned: "What evidence?"

Since a year ago, the court has gradually become unstable, and the emperor has somehow begun to pursue longevity.

Song Le said with a smile: "You are very good. To me, you are very good."

It was okay at first, and the ministers never said a word, but who would have thought that this long life is actually an evil way.

"Ah Xing." Song Le didn't understand what happened to him tonight, why his emotions were so out of control.

Song Le looked at the young man in front of him, fell silent, then leaned up to kiss his delicate nose, and said anxiously: "Ah Xing, only someone who likes someone would be willing to be so close, so don't be angry with me if you are so nice. "

The scab on her face reminded her how much she cared about Lu Zhizhi all the time.

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But there was inadvertent worry in his eyes.

After he finished the rhetorical question, he said coldly and lightly: "I wish I could slash your face, so I'm the only one willing to look at you, right?"

"Like me, can you kill Lu Zhizhi for me?"

Lu Xingfu sneered when he heard the words: "Dislike?"

Lu Xingfu pursed his lips when he heard the words, and then seemed to be comforted, so he turned his eyes away.

"Verbally, who wouldn't say it?" Lu Xingfu stared at her trembling long eyelashes and the cautious gesture in her eyes, and murmured, "I want evidence."

He couldn't believe it, and he wanted to prove it.

Landing down with a cherished soft touch, Lu Xingfu was silent for a while: "How am I?"

He will no longer be coveted by others, and he will no longer worry.

As long as he thought of this, he felt the urge to kill violently rushing in his chest.

Such a bloody Lu Xingfu made her strange, Song Le tried to calm down, and said slowly in a low voice: "Ah Xing, if it were you, I would do it too, if it were you, I would give my life to you." You. Like this, can you?"

Song Le, Ji, and Lu Zhizhi also grew up at the beginning of their youth, and became more gentle and calm under the training of time.

She was puzzled, and after relieving the pain, she whispered: "I only like you..."

Two years later.

"Do you dislike me..." After much deliberation, there was only one reason.

Song Le was at a loss, his eyelashes trembled.

Worried... what was he worried about, but Lu Xingfu couldn't think of anything, his eyes became darker and darker.

The emperor became more and more obsessed with seeking the elixir of longevity, ignoring political affairs, ignoring government affairs, and in the end he absurdly used living people to refine the elixir of longevity.

But in the eyes of others, there is no use for so many medicines, except that they become more fragile.

At first, there were ministers who dared to speak out angrily, but after an old minister came out to speak out but was dragged down and thrown into the furnace alive, no one dared to speak again.

The false prosperous age has lasted for a while, and finally after increasing taxes, corrupt officials in various places, searching for people's fat and anointing, and even the court began to abduct young children into the palace as slaves, but in fact they are used to refine medicine...All places began to become less peaceful .

Song Le watched her father frowning all day long, unable to growl like before, so she couldn't help worrying.