Finally, the day came to treat Helianchuan's throat.

The soul boy started busy with the final preparations early in the morning. Everything was done by others, for fear of making mistakes.

She completely transferred her feelings for He Jieming to He Lianchuan. It can be seen from every small detail that this deep love is absolutely not adulterated.

Even Helianchuan himself couldn't help but be moved when he saw the soul boy's obviously thinner cheeks.

He still doesn't understand why the soul boy just fell in love with him, became tired of him, and made up his mind with extremely strong willpower to occupy him.[

In late summer and early autumn, there is no wind at all.

The moon, like a silver plate, hangs very low, as if you can reach out and touch it.

Countless candles, arranged according to specific directions, formed an inexplicable formation.

The soul boy's long hair was disheveled. Under the moonlight, his charming beauty and a pair of smiling eyes reflected the same luster as the bright moon, which was deep and mysterious.

Dozens of knives, large and small, were placed side by side on the table, and a cold light flashed past them from time to time.

Helianchuan stood there expressionless and said he didn't mind, but that was a lie.

But the emperor and his mistress were with him, so he could no longer find excuses to escape.

"He Lianchuan, you just need to relax and lie down there later. The soul boy is very measured and can definitely cure your throat." Jixiang stood on tiptoes, patted his shoulder, and consoled him with a smile.

With.

No matter what method the soul boy used later, the previous posture was scary enough. Ji Xiang had repeatedly asked her to consider that this was ancient times, but the result was ignored and she was suspected of getting worse.
Chapter completed!