Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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It’s just that at this moment, for Song Zhizhi, my heart feels extremely confused.

She never had such a fierce praying for her, she knew in her heart that her father’s lobbyist should have touched the counter-scale of praying for the night.

"The king...the king is angry." Song Zhizhi immediately slammed, and his voice was a little trembling.

"You and your father are in the same breath, no matter what." The voice of the night is very cold, as if to freeze people, and the eyes flashed a slap in the face: "But the means of the next three abuses, don't use it."

"Chen Chen...Chen Chen understands..." Song Zhizhi took a deep breath: "The courtiers will not say anything later... Wang Shangmo must be worried, let the courtiers serve you..."

"roll."

I don’t know why I am so anxious, as if there is a deep cloud in my heart, and he can’t breathe.

This person around him seems to be the one he wants in his heart.

The person he wanted in his heart seemed to be tortured to the end by his own hands.

The praying night felt the inexplicable pain of his heart at this moment, and it was the one that got into the bottom of my heart.

The next day, praying for a heavy rain, this heavy rain seems to be telling the decline and bleakness of praying for the country.

In the next two weeks, Rong Guo and Qi Guoguo carried out a dozen or so confrontations, both of which were the ultimate in praying for the country.

The closer the dust is found to the praying of the country, the more soldiers around his tent become more and more.

She tried to communicate with them, but they didn't seem to want to communicate with her.

In fact, the reason why Rong Guo’s terracotta warriors can be as strong as bamboo and Luo’s strategy is very much related.

Because she knows the country too much, she even knows what kind of offensive strategy the leading general will take.

Therefore, it is always easy to resist, and it can even be said that it is effortless.

An Sheng is also very appreciative to her, and she and her have mentioned her several times and want to introduce her.

Only when Rong Jing first heard her name, the fundus could not be opened like a pair of thick ink.

For a long time, he smiled lightly: "He wants to see you?"

"This..." An Sheng’s face looked like a sly look. He hesitated a few seconds later and said, "Someone in this world would not want to see the king."

"You don't have to." Rong Jing blinked and said: "He will send someone to protect the adviser and will not hurt her."

But the truth is that when they were about to resist the main city of Rongguo, someone took medicine in her meals.

She ate a few mouthfuls and found that it was wrong, but she was already asleep.

When I woke up, in another warm and comfortable tent, Rong Jing gently tapped her head with a book: "Is it enough?"

"You, you, you..." Luo smashed his eyes and looked at Rong Jingdao in front of his eyes: "You give me medicine!"

"You only sleep a few hours this day, you don't know?" Rong Jing gently frowned, looked at her helplessly: "If you don't give you medicine, can you sleep well?"

"I am a soldier who cares about our country!"

"So what do you mean by saying that it is useless?"

"I didn't say that! I just thought that the marching march that I prayed most would know more about it..." Luo slammed his lips and said: "When did you know that I am coming!"

"After the death of the city, An Sheng made a suggestion, asked who he is, he is a counselor called Chen Qingluo." Rong Jing snorted and looked at her: "Do you think you can't recognize you?" This name, still can't recognize you?"