Chapter 610: Sitting on the Mountains and Beauty (29)
Fu Li! ”
An Zixuan's tone could not hide his resentment, it was obviously just two simple words, but it contained deep resentment and disappointment.
His eyes were red, the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshots, as if he had been crying for a long time, his pale face, and his long black and thick hair lined him like a ghost.
An Zixuan looked at the attendant in front of him, and a little disbelief appeared in his eyes, "Kazama, weren't you killed by that villain Fu Li?" You're alive, you're alive...... Great, it's really good......"
Crying and crying, An Zixuan laughed again, like a madman.
The attendant called Kazama by An Zixuan was brought by him from the Prime Minister's Mansion, and he grew up with An Zixuan since he was a child, and the two had a good relationship, not like an ordinary master and servant.
When he heard the name Fu Li in An Zixuan's mouth, he hurriedly stepped forward, stretched out his hand to cover An Zixuan's mouth, and smiled a little reluctantly: "Master, this is a burnt mess...... Look, that's all nonsense. ”
"How could Miss Fu harm the minions, besides, where can the minions see Miss Fu in this deep palace?"
An Zixuan felt that something was wrong.
Why is Kazama called Fu Li's slut Miss Fu? Didn't Fu Li ascend to this Ninth Five-Year position a long time ago?
Looking at Kazama's obviously very young face, An Zixuan suddenly had a very ridiculous idea in his mind.
He trembled and reached out to touch his face, the touch felt warm and smooth, without the slightest scar.
An Zixuan struggled out of bed, stumbled in front of the mirror on the dresser, and looked at the young and delicate face reflected in the bronze mirror.
Except for the slightly pale face and dry lips, this face ...... Obviously he was when he was younger.
An Zixuan stretched out his hand to cover his face, but he sobbed lowly, tears slid down his fingers, and his shoulders trembled.
He was born again.
He was born again......
An Zixuan's eyes gradually crossed a trace of ruthlessness, and ecstasy surged into his heart, he tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, combing everything in his mind, and his finger bones turned white.
He looked up and saw a magnificent and exquisite palace, strange and familiar.
This is clearly not the Weiyang Palace he is used to, but ...... Yaohua Palace.
An Zixuan's eyes were a little trance-like, and an irrepressible ecstasy gradually floated.
So, he was reborn to the point where he hadn't killed Ji Lan yet?
When I think of the woman who loved him to the bone in her previous life, she was protecting him when she was dying, and what did he do...... What he gave her, apart from hypocrisy, is hypocrisy, and in addition to betrayal, there are only lies left.
What appeared in An Zixuan's eyes was endless remorse and guilt, as well as a little luck.
It's okay, it's okay, it's still in time.
He still had time to compensate Ji Lan.
In his previous life, after An Zixuan killed Ji Lan, he successfully helped Fu Li to the throne, and he became Fengjun, both ascending to the highest position in the world, and all happiness is a little unreal.
However, it was only two years.
Fu Li was tired of him, she fell in love with his younger brother, and then gave him chronic poison with that slut, no wonder he lingered in the bed for several years for no reason.
The last bowl of poison was poured down by his own brother himself, and Fu Li was standing at the door at the time, watching coldly.
Kazama was loyal to the Lord, and was eventually killed by the Praetorian Guard.
An Zixuan hated.
When he woke up again, he didn't expect that he was actually reborn many years ago, before everything happened.