Chapter 1157

The moment nangongqing catches Cheng Miaoyin's skirt, Cheng Miaoyin's tears twinkle in her eyes -

her heart suddenly shakes and looks at nangongqing in a daze.

"Please, please give me a good time. I don't want to live any more. Just let me end this pain." Nangongqing's eyes were full of confusion and pain. He begged in a low voice.

Cheng Miaoyin's body is trembling violently.

Her waist, slowly bent.

She really wants to ask what happened to yueqianlan.

How could he be like this?

Does her elder brother no longer know her?

She stood in front of him, but he didn't recognize her -

Yue Qianlan, what cruel means did she use to drive her brother crazy?

Cheng Miaoyin is about to collapse at this moment.

Her scallop teeth bited the lip hard, blood color came out on her lips, and she tasted the smell of iron in her mouth.

She's trying to control her emotions. She's trying to calm herself down.

She clearly knows that once she shows her feet, she will be completely pinched in the palm of her hand by yueqianlan, and let her control her future.

No She can't compromise.

Cheng Miaoyin holds the palm of her hand and holds back the tears in her eyes. She hooks her lips slightly and pulls the corner of her stiff lips to look at the moon.

"The Emperor Empress My daughter, I don't know this man. I'd better not get involved in the affairs of your state of Yue. "

The month thousand LAN Mou light tiny MI, she in the bottom of the heart sneer.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Miaoyin is quite tolerant.

Her beloved is right in front of her, and she can't help showing her half foot.

This woman's heart is cruel enough.

With a low smile, Yue Qianlan said to Mr. Chen: "since the princess has said that, Mr. Chen, you should continue to interrogate the prisoner. Take him back and continue to torture. Remember, every time you hit it, be sure to dip salt water on the whip The pain, but want to cut in the body, inch by inch, do not see blood, but can hurt people's heart

Mr. Chen didn't dare to neglect him, so he answered in a hurry.

Two bodyguards immediately dragged nangongqing back.

Nangongqing holds Cheng Miaoyin's skirt tightly, unwilling to let go.

"Give me a good time, why don't you give me a good time?"

Cheng Miaoyin's heart is burning in the sea of fire. She closes her eyes slightly and kicks nangongqing hard.

"Go away, don't dirty my skirt..."

This foot's strength is very big, mercilessly kick in the hand of South Temple Qing.

Nangongqing covered his painful palm and sobbed in a low voice. At the moment, where is he still like a person He broke free from the guard's control and quickly climbed to the moon Qianlan side, begging for mercy in a low voice.

"Please, please give me a good time..."

Yueqianlan glances at Cheng Miaoyin carelessly. She sighs a little, and looks at nangongqing with a trace of pity.

"It's not that this palace doesn't want to give you a good time, but it's the person who can really decide your destiny. Now it's not this palace You should know who you should ask... "

Yueqianlan doesn't know whether nangongqing is really crazy or fake crazy.

However, whether he is really crazy or fake crazy, the fate of his chess piece is destined to be controlled by Cheng Miaoyin.

If Cheng Miaoyin doesn't show her horse's feet, then in the end, she has to send nangongqing to die.

Two bodyguards came forward and tied nangongqing to the cross again.

The whip is stained with salt water, and the whip lashes nangongqing hard.

Nangong Qing screamed with pain. The pain broke her heart and lungs, but she couldn't die because of the extreme pain.

He clenched his fist and looked at Cheng Miaoyin.

He roared at Cheng Miaoyin: "if you are really good for me, please give me a good time."

Cheng Miaoyin keeps her eyes closed, and doesn't have the heart to open her eyes to see nangongqing.

Now, hearing his roar, she could not help crying.

She thinks that she is smarter than Nangong Xuan. She thinks that she can compete with yueqianlan and use yueqingyuan to hold yueqianlan completely.

I don't know. She is not the opponent of yueqianlan at all.

She is to hold the life of the month Qingyuan is good, but the month thousand Lan also successfully pinched her weakness in the palm of the hand.

How cruel this woman is, she didn't give her a chance to react and exposed her weakness directly in front of her.

Yue Qianlan is still indifferent to Cheng Miaoyin. She sighs and looks at nangongqing.

"Ah Don't blame my palace for being so cruel. It's just that you're a bad guy. You didn't break in early or late, but you were sent to the door to die at this time. That's all. Mr. Chen, my palace will do. Please give him a good time. You personally, a knife directly in her heart, let him go. Although there will be some pain, but fortunately, he can get rid of it, can't he? "Mr. Chen's body shakes. Although he has been handling cases for so many years, he has interrogated many prisoners.

But he never killed anyone himself.

Generally, he orders his subordinates to do such things.

As the saying goes, he is fearless without facing death directly.

However, if he is allowed to kill himself, it is undoubtedly on the point of a knife.

Mr. Chen's face was pale.

He was shaking and his forehead was sweating.

When Yushan saw that Mr. Chen hadn't answered for a long time, she slightly raised her eyebrows and asked in a cold voice, "Mr. Chen, do you want to disobey the order of the empress?" Mr. Chen's legs trembled and he knelt down on the ground.

He shook his head and said, "no No, I will comply with the order. I will comply with the order. "

For a long time, he had heard a lot about the queen.

This queen is not a good one.

Anyone who offends her will end up with a tragic death.

How can he have the courage to offend the queen, unless he doesn't want his head and the life of the whole family.

Mr. Chen got up from the ground and asked the guard for a long sword.

The handle of his sword trembled slightly.

Step by step, he walked slowly to nangongqing.

Cheng miaolan's face was pale after her eyes were frozen.

She quietly slightly pursed her lips, and saw that Mr. Chen reminded her.

"Mr. Chen, don't shake your hands when the sword goes down, or the prisoner will suffer a lot You have to make a clean hand, a knife down, the other can be free. If it's a means, it's in the wrong place. Tut tut It has to wait for the blood to run out of his body. It's up to Mr. Chen to be a good man or a bad man. "

Mr. Chen's heart has long been full of tears. He is also a good man. Now he has killed people himself. What kind of good man is he.