Chapter 154: Deceptive Uncle 54

When Qian Qianhan heard the words of the emperor, he probably guessed that the emperor was going to talk to him about southern Xinjiang. He nodded, "the younger brother understands."
The door of the confinement room was opened.
Qian Qianmo walked in alone.
Before he went in, he had not heard of the lock-up room at Yulin College.
At this moment, the black hole in the house, nothing can be seen clearly, and the face of Qian Qianmo suddenly sinks.
He always remembers that the number of warmth is very afraid of black.
He is not sure how scared he will be in the confinement for a long time.
Soon, Li Qi came in with a light, and after the thousand inks passed the lamp, he walked in.
Bypassing a few empty prisons, I saw something in the prison on the far right wall and walked over.
The faint light fainted into the corner of the prison room...
A few warm clothes were still wearing white school clothes, but some were dirty. He held his knees in the corner and felt the light shining. She looked up and followed the direction of the light and saw him outside the door.
A few warm faces were stained with lime, and the forehead was scattered with hair. The eyes were still looking at me with fog, and the long eyelashes trembled gently, as if they thought they were dreaming.
She looked up at him and he stood in the light.
He is tall and straight, and no one can shake him.
She blinked her eyes lightly.
No movement, no, it can't move.
All of them are numb.
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The number did not speak, but he couldn’t help but grab his arm, and the little hand shook slightly.
"Don't be afraid, this king is here."
That tone, as he asked her when she was afraid of being afraid of black, his answer.
The number of warmth still did not scream, close to the small mouth, holding his arm, for fear of accidentally lost.
The number of warmth stayed in the dark for half a day, until he returned to the palace, he couldn’t calm down, and he wouldn’t talk to anyone. He sat alone on the bed and stared at the lamp on the bedside case. .
Qian Qianmo personally brought a bowl of bird's nest porridge to feed her. The number of warmth is naturally hungry. Although he refused to speak, he still licked his mouth and waited for him to feed it. However, eating and eating, the number of warmth after all Still could not help but red eyes, lost tears, refused to eat.
Qian Qianmo did not force her to eat again. He sat down at the bed and stretched his hand and gently wiped her tears. "Nothing, this king will preside over justice for you."
A few warm woods whispered: "When A-Ning died, it was so dark, she couldn't see anything. The number of warmth shouted, how could she not hear the warm sounds..."
She said, I felt very uncomfortable, couldn't help but rush into the arms of Qian Qian, holding him, and still trembled.
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Immediately afterwards, I clearly felt that the man’s throat rolled very vigorously. The number was warm and afraid and he wanted to touch it. He contradicted his hand and touched his throat. "Wang, can you talk?"
"Warm, do you know what is circulating in the army of the North?"
A number of warm tears looked up at him, looking puzzled.
Qian Qianmo's eyes are very gentle and quiet, just like the same look when he first saw her, even the tone is exactly the same low. "Let a person touch his own throat, probably to give his life to this person's hand." in."
The number was warm and the little hand froze.
Then, reacting slowly and slowly, I want to pull the little hand back, but I can grab her hand and keep her away.
The number of warmth struggled for a while, didn't push him open, and couldn't help but stare at him with his eyes open, and Qian Qianmo also looked down at himself, and the warm little hands slowly hugged him, looking up, his eyelashes slightly The ground shook, and for the first time, I took the initiative to get together and touched it.
晟 Thousands of ink did not move, let her clumsy touch.
A few warm eyes are still wet, but the small face is burning red, so timid and very close.
For the first time, not to please this high-powered man, just... want to kiss him.
I want to know my relatives and uncles.
And that is a totally different feeling for the thousand inks.
He saw the warm, big, beautiful eyes and looked at himself with fog, obviously scared, but like a kitten that was not afraid of death.
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A few warmth did not think that a kiss under her curiosity would make Qian Qian so toss her, but she did not dare to say anything, he was pressed behind him, kneeling on the pillow buried a small face, whispered .
"Don't kiss..."
"You don't make sense to warm up, obviously you are the first to smash the king."
The number of warmth does not know how it is going on, and Qian Qianming has not tossed her, but every time she is so bullied by thousands of inks, she always wants to cry. When she shed tears and feels that she is particularly wronged, she whispers: "Then I will... don't you kiss the prince?"