Bei Tangxian's eyes were cold, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and she held An Qixi's big hand with a little force. It hurt that An Qixi was also very angry. An Qixi actually called her a bitch, but she knew that she had to endure it at this moment. She quickly comforted the sir and patted Bei Tangxian's big hand and said softly: "Beibei, don't worry, you can't be by my side forever, believe me, I will be fine."

"Who said I can't? I will always be by your side, and you will never leave me!" Bei Tangxian's face changed when she heard her words, and she growled in a panic.

"Okay, okay, I'm wrong. I mean, I always have to face some things myself. If everything depends on you, then I'm a waste? Beibei, I will definitely come out to see you alive, believe me!" An Qixi grabbed his arm and said softly. His faint smile was not exaggerated, not proud, with a faint elegance and confidence, and his gentle eyes were like a clear spring, slowly flowing into Beitangxian's heart, calming down his mania all night.

"Okay." Bei Tangxian said softly, she looked at him and smiled, then slowly let go of his big hand, turned around, looked at the dark room in front of her, and had unprecedented courage, clamped her hands into fists, and took steps.

On the Chinese Valentine's Day, success or failure is here, and we will fight for it!

But the next moment, she was pulled back by a huge force and hit Beitangxian's wide and strong chest. She felt ache on her chin and her breathing was instantly plundered. There was a faint constant temperature and domineering brute force on her lips.

An Qixi's pupils tightened, her eyes widened, forgot to struggle and reaction, stared blankly at her face, and her eyes, and they almost collided with their eyelashes, brushing each other's eyelashes lightly. The emotions hidden in his dark eyes were unconcealed, angry, helpless, heartache, anxiety, and the fear that made An Qixi almost use all her strength to control the tightening and painful heart... fear!

He was afraid, he was worried about her, what would this man do to make him come up with the cold disguise and show all his emotions without any eggs...

An Qixi gently closed her eyes, not wanting to resist, and slowly hugged her waist without any fat, gently feeling the amazing elasticity and touch on her lips, and a warm breath surrounded her.

Beitang's string did not move, but just covered her lips on her tender lips, tightly as if she wanted to use all her strength for her life. Until she closed her eyes, the fear in his eyes swept overwhelmed, as if a beast trapped in a cage was sucking her lips frantically, trying her best and using all her life was not enough. I just wanted to stop in this kiss and stop forever...

She was forced to bear his almost barbaric force, but a sense of sadness and sweetness spread in her heart. If this is what she could give him in the end, then God, please satisfy him and let her have no regrets!

Their breathing was already thin, but they were unwilling to let go of each other. Bei Tangxian looked at An Qixi Zhang Hong's little face and reluctantly let go of her, pressing against her forehead, gasping slightly, but his tone was unprecedentedly domineering and arrogant: "An Qixi, I'm waiting for you, just waiting for you here, you must come out for me, you must come out alive!"

An Qixi's eyes were blurred with the night, moist and crystal clear, and he hummed softly: "Okay!"

Without hesitation, An Qixi pushed the Beitangxian away, took a few breaths, then took a step and walked into the dark palace of the Heart-Surviving Hall without hesitation.

Behind him, Beitangxian's dark eyes stared at An Qixi's straight back, watching her finally disappear behind the door, his body was immediately dim and irrelevant, standing alone under this cold sky, the desolate aura played a song of sadness in the dark night!

In the Yangxin Palace, it was pitch black and terrifyingly quiet. An Qixi's steps were light and slow, and his hands were slightly clenched and his fingertips turned white. When he had just walked for nearly a dozen steps, a majestic and gloomy old voice suddenly sounded in the room where countless monsters seemed to have countless monsters and monsters.

"A Chinese Valentine's Day, do you know your guilt?"

Da! An Qixi's steps stopped abruptly, his face was shocked, his heart beat rapidly, and he calmed down for a moment. Her clear and gentle voice sounded faintly: "What's the crime of granddaughter-in-law?"

"Hmph!" The majestic hum sounded unhappily. In an instant, a series of puffs sounded in An Qixi's ears.

From the front of An Qixi, a fire spread rapidly, lit up quickly, strange and shocking. In an instant, the entire dark Yangxin Palace was brightly lit. An Qixi could not adapt to the strong light and half-squinted his eyes, and a snap sounded on his head immediately, and then the gloomy voice of the emperor also followed.

"Sundaughter-in-law? Why are you guilty? You, an unfaithful person, dare to claim to be the royal wife? Do you dare to ask yourself what you guilty?"

An Qixi's eyes opened instantly, and his eyes looked up without any concealment. In front of him, behind a long table covered with golden brocade on the high white jade ladder, a golden dragon chair one meter wide, with a pure yellow emperor sitting high on it, holding one hand on the dragon head armrest of the dragon chair and the other hand on the desk. His old face was still angry, and his slightly narrowed eyes were sharply emitting a cold light.

This is the emperor in his rage. He is domineering and majestic in every move and gesture, and full of oppression. He is high above and looks down at her, as if he is looking down at a small ant, careless, but unquestionable!

An Qixi was secretly shocked, but he did not retreat at all. His eyes were cold and arrogant, his voice was cold, and every sentence was loud and loud: "The emperor has reported that since ancient times, the truth that the king had to die was understood by the ministers, but there were still questions about the Qixi Festival. The emperor's imperial edict would not give anyone any chance to resist. Such arbitrary imperial edict must have iron evidence to prove that the Qixi Festival is a distorted person. Then please show it to the Qixi Festival. As long as the evidence is true, the Qixi Festival head will be chopped off by the emperor. There is no other way to die on the Qixi Festival, and there is no regret for death!"
Chapter completed!