The princess has arrived! The older sister's soul is too high

Chapter 422 No, No, Please, Please 12

Because of the princess's scream just now, the soldier who was supposed to go down to deliver the message was stunned for a moment!

But soon, he heard the emperor's roar again, and he didn't dare to delay any longer. After saying "yes", he disappeared in the hall!

Xue'er was stunned. Did her father want to chop off her brother Xue's hand in front of her?

The emperor is forcing me, forcing myself to surrender on my own initiative!

Xue'er, who was originally kneeling, sat down on the ground, her left hand still tightly grasping Ling Aotian's dragon robe. The blood from her five fingers left five shocking "red" marks on the bright yellow dragon robe!

The time passed by minute by minute, but every second that passed, Xueer's heart felt like it was being cut by a knife, and Xueer's heart was bleeding!

While waiting, Xue'er saw hatred in Ling Aotian's eyes. Hate?

That's right!

Father should hate it, right?

In this ancient time when imperial power was paramount, the concubine he had loved for more than 20 years actually kept someone else's son by his side and even made him a prince.

Father should hate me, right?

But why do I feel like there is something else in my father's eyes?

What is it?

Xueer can’t see clearly now!

Because my heart is completely on Ling Aoxue.

Xue'er was hoarse and couldn't utter a word.

However, the sharp weapon in his hand had loosened a lot, which was obviously visible to the furious Ling Aotian!

The nameless fire grew even stronger, Xueer~How important is he in your heart?

Why is there no thought of your father in your heart?

Ling Aotian was suddenly stunned. What was he doing?

Why are you jealous like a child?

He took a look at the small hands tightly clutching his dragon robe. That frail body was indeed so stubborn. Everything she did was for Ling Aoxue.

Ling Aotian transferred all of this hatred onto Ling Aoxue alone, what a bastard!

At this time, several soldiers had already pushed Ling Aoxue up. His body was already seriously injured, and coupled with the fatigue from the long journey, Ling Aoxue was already extremely weak!

When Ling Aoxue entered the hall, Xue'er's heart was in a knot. Her beloved brother Xue was dying at this moment, and she felt that his injuries were even more serious.

Xue'er shook her head desperately, tears streaming down her face. She gripped the dragon robe even tighter, and held the sharp weapon even tighter.

"Father, please, please let Brother Xue go, I beg you..."

Ling Aoxue tried her best, opened her tired eyes, and panted slightly:

"Xue'er, don't...care about me. If you do this...it will make me sad...please don't...beg...him..."

After saying this, Ling Aoxue coughed up a mouthful of blood as if she couldn't breathe. However, she was holding herself up by the soldiers and didn't fall down.

"Xue'er, as long as you live happily, as long as you survive, Brother Xue can rest assured."

Ling Aoxue seemed to be giving her last words. The entire hall watched the emotions of the two people and listened to their moving words. For a moment, no one in the hall could bear to watch any longer.

"What are you waiting for? Execution!"

Ling Aotian roared in anger, and the soldier was also startled, but he did not stop the movement of his hands. Seeing that his hand was about to fall with the knife, Xue'er's crazy tears flowed out, and she used up her last bit of strength to shout out:

"No! I give in. I'll be obedient. I won't commit suicide..."