Chapter 1297 (1/2)

In the eyes of emperor Jing, Jiuji can't see it, but she can feel it.

She was on her knees, shaking.

How could she not understand the atmosphere when she looked at people's faces from childhood.

The intense pressure in the air, the sight on her, the killing intention around her.

It's all so obvious.

Jiuji slowly closed her eyes. After all, she could not escape death.

Looking at the trembling body of the people on the ground, Emperor Jing sighed softly, not smelling.

”You're up.”

Then miss her body, toward the seat not far away.

Leaning against the soft pillow on his back, Jingdi narrowed his eyes.

”Come forward.”

He heard people standing up in the room.

Jiuji didn't dare to look up. She stepped forward and stood three steps away from Jingdi.

As soon as she stood firm, Jingdi's sharp eyes opened and directed at her.

”Who gave you the courage to do this behind my back?”

”Bang...” Jiuji knelt down in fear.

”I really can't stand these people being so rampant. When I was sweeping the floor in Qianqing palace, I was kicked by the barbarians. That made me almost lose my life!

From then on the slaves hated them! It's unbearable to learn today that the people of the barbarian kingdom should bully people like this... ”

”So you make your own decision?”

Emperor Jing interrupted Jiuji.

After hearing the other party's reason, his face had softened a little.

Because that's the truth.

Jiuji nodded gently.

In fact, the brain is still thinking about the reason she had found in her mind.

She's done what she's told.

Next, we'll see if we can pass.

”What's the matter with Qin art? And who did the lyrics? ”