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Seventy-seventh chapter

After sitting for a while, she finally summoned up the courage, "Shenjun Pingshou is about to judge Master Xinglan. In fact, his crime is not worthy of death. Emperor, can you please ask Shenjun Pingshou to be accommodating?"

Huaide was tapping the armrest of the chair leisurely when he heard her words, and his rhythm stopped for a moment. There was nothing wrong with her words, but they sounded harsh to him for no reason.

Li Jiahe's heartbeat also stopped for a beat.

He asked: "Is this why you came today?"

She shook her head: "The main reason is to see how you are recovering, and to ask a favor for Lord Xinglan. His relationship with the empress has just improved. If he is really..."

He interrupted her, "The trials are always fair. You don't have to worry about Xinglan."

Li Jiahe stopped talking completely. She looked down at the tips of her shoes, thought for a while, and stood up to leave, "Since this makes me feel relieved, you can take good care of yourself and I won't disturb you anymore."

She almost ran away.

Returning to Linlang Pavilion, she saw Qiao Tingnian sitting in a chair with her eyes closed and concentrating, so she quickly regained her composure.

Pretending to be relaxed, she asked him: "You haven't gone back?"

He opened his eyes to look at her and saw that her smile was worse than crying. He couldn't help but sigh. He knew the result without asking.

She took the initiative to confess: "The Emperor said that the God of Prosperity and Recruitment is always fair, so he told me not to worry."

He had a headache: "It's because he is too fair that I am worried about Xinglan."

In fact, Li Jiahe also knew that Huaide had not promised him anything this time.

The two of them were silent, and Li Jiahe was embarrassed. When things got to this point, she didn't know what else to say. She could only pretend that nothing was wrong and arrange the already neat shelves. She was already thin, and she had been

The torture made him even more skinny.

Qiao Tingnian rubbed the side of his index finger with his thumb, stared at her thin back for a long time, and suddenly said: "How about you separate from the emperor."

She paused while wiping the air, "Why... why did you suddenly say that? You can't make decisions about relationships so casually, right? And he just hurt his feelings. The injury will always heal, and everything will be fine."

Qiao Tingnian pursed his lips tightly, suddenly feeling irritated, and his breathing became heavier. He didn't say this suddenly, but he had been holding some words in his heart. These words had been held in his heart for so long that he didn't even know who to talk to.

explain.

It was probably because he had drank too much these past few days and was still not very sober. He took a few deep breaths but could not suppress his annoyance. He slapped the table hard and said: "It won't get better, it won't even happen."

alright."

Li Jiahe was startled by him. Seeing him looking at him with a cold face, he was a little at a loss: "What does 'won't get better' mean? Do you know something?"

After shouting out the words that had been stored in his mind for a long time, he suddenly woke up. He leaned back in his chair in annoyance and tried to round up the words. He said: "If I knew something, I wouldn't have to be trapped here. This

Too many things happened in a while, and I was a little upset, so I just said something indiscriminately, I'm sorry."

"Oh." Li Jiahe nodded and followed his words: "You are under too much pressure."

Qiao Tingnian did not answer clearly, but just said: "When you went to Wuji Island just now, you received a summons from the Lord God, saying that Xinglan's judgment day will be in three days."

At the end, he couldn't talk anymore. The original book only said that Ge Lanzhou's children and grandchildren were around his knees, that he returned to heaven after death, and then woke up with a wonderful instrument, but there was no mention of Xing Lan.


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