Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Rong Jing did not kill anyone, including praying for the night, including Song Zhizhi.

The night was put under house arrest in a palace, and the Song family were all locked into the Dali Temple.

Song Zhizhi strongly demanded to see Luo, but she never went to see her.

What is visible? Between her and her, not her life or her death.

It was not long before the Song family was detained in Dali Temple. Song Yixiang squandered himself. As a former veteran minister, although she was greedy and fearful of death, she could not tolerate that her country had died, but she still lived in this world.

The people of the Song family squandered themselves in Dali Temple, but only the Song branch was left alone, and there were some slaves and servants who were afraid of death.

For them, perhaps the life of Dali Temple is not so bad.

After all, even before, they are just the embarrassment of others.

After entering Dali Temple, it was only a change of place to suffer. And Song Zhizhi, she is like a heartless mad, must wait for Luo dust.

Waiting for her to come, for what, she does not know.

But Luo was not late to see her until she was afflicted by the disease, she went.

"You are finally here..." Song Zhizhi’s voice was a bit sorrowful. She stood up and got a little hard, coughing a few times: "Do you think you really won?"

“Is it important?” Luo Dianyun cloud lightly picked up his eyebrows: “I never care about these.”

"You lied!" Song Zhizhi looked at her with exhaustion: "You care about it from beginning to end! Keke cough..."

It was a little excited. She coughed up as she spoke, and stopped for a long time. The dumb voice said: "On that day... You came back from the border that day, I looked at my eyes and I knew how much you... How envious of me! You envy me! I know..."

She will never forget that kind of look, it is a kind of look that is barely in the bones.

At that time, she stood tall and stood beside the night, and felt that she was so proud.

She felt that praying for the night is to love him, because the woman has done so many things for him, he has never been tempted.

He still made her a queen and let the people support her.

but……

"I have never envied you." Luo slammed his eyes, a dark light in his throat, and a very cold smile on his lips: "I don't know if he loved me... I, but I Know that he must not love you."

"You lied -" Song Zhizhi screamed and widened his eyes: "I don't believe, I don't believe it! He must love me, he must love me!"

She did not believe that the man who took her hand to the high platform one by one could not love him.

impossible……

"If you are deceiving yourself, why do you have to send someone to block me to the dead city and kill them?" Luo sneered: "You know that at that time. Your position in his mind is far worse than me." ”

"You shut up! You shut up! Don't say it, don't say it again!" Song Zhizhi seems to have been unable to listen to a word, screaming and screaming in his ears.

Yes! She knows that she knows everything.

She knows that her position in the praying night is far less than that of Luo. She even knows that as long as this time, she will be taken away by her.

She absolutely can't let this happen.

Therefore, she will first start to be strong, send a killer to block her in the dead city, so that she will never return to pray for the country.