Empress, she is beautiful Lu Ziye

Chapter 102 The king will come to you again
This pair of silver needles was given to her by a doctor. She used them easily and always carried them with her, hiding them in her sleeves for easy access.

It's just right to deal with the moody person in front of you.

The instinctive defensive reaction made Xiao Yiheng's body tense a little, but he didn't take it too seriously, "Do you dare to do it?"

He moved a little bit, with the posture of continuing to move forward.

"Your Highness can try."

Nan Zhen smiled like a flower, and even winked at him in a good mood.

The two are close, if they attack at the same time, both sides will suffer.

Nan Zhen knew that Xiao Yiheng's martial arts were not bad, and Xiao Yiheng was also afraid of Nan Zhen's ability, so at this time, it was courage to fight.

Either the east wind beats the west wind, or the west wind beats the east wind.

Xiao Yiheng still takes life very seriously, at least when facing Nan Zhen, he will feel that his life is much more important than hers, and it is not worth taking the risk.

The raised foot was finally retracted, and distanced itself from Nan Zhen.

Looking at her eyes, the previous contempt has long since disappeared.

Seeing this, Nan Zhen put the silver needle back into her sleeve again, "I don't have anything His Highness wants here, Your Highness can leave now."

"Is there, it doesn't count if you say it."

Seeing that she ignored him, Xiao Yiheng suddenly chuckled, "What's so good about being in the cold palace? What your majesty can give you, this king can also give you. You might as well come with me."

Nan Zhen paused as she straightened her cuffs, "What can Your Highness give me?"

"What do you want?" he asked back, "Money? Power?"

He could see that Nan Zhen was not as desireless as she had shown. She had something she wanted to do, but it was impossible to know what it was.

Nan Zhen pursed her thin lips lightly, as if she was thinking seriously, "If I want the position of Princess Chen, will your Highness give it to me?"

Xiao Yiheng was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "It's not that I can't think about it."

"Your Highness thinks I'm a three-year-old child." Nan Zhen poked him without hesitation, "There is an old saying that only women and villains are difficult to raise, but I thought there was another saying that the promises made by men cannot be trusted, especially It's... a man in a high position."

I wanted to say the word "big ambition", but when the words came to my lips, I went around and changed the word.

Xiao Yiheng is too cold and wants that chair too much, so everything else is just a stepping stone to him.

Concubine Chen... At best, it is a symbol of dignity, at worst, it is a pawn that is pushed to the bright side under the balance of pros and cons.

Where is it worth fighting for?

Xiao Yiheng was speechless for a while, his eyes changed and changed.

When he finally left, he only said one sentence, "This king will come to you again."

The cool evening breeze carried his words to Nan Zhen's ears, and then dissipated them in the empty courtyard.

She looked up at the direction where Yan Xiao Yiheng left, and after a while, she uttered two words: "...I'm sick."

After a good night, he was supposed to have enough food, drink and sleep, but he interrupted him all the time, leaving him speechless.

Nan Zhen stamped out the remaining sparks with her feet, and was about to go back to the room, when she inadvertently glanced at the edge of the campfire, a touch of green under the light soot, and stopped in her tracks.

She bent down and picked up the fingernail-sized leaf, brushed off the dust, and lightly sniffed it on the tip of her nose.

The shape of the leaf is not very special, and it is slightly incomplete, so you can't fully see the appearance, but its elegant and peculiar fragrance made Nan Zhen's mouth drop instantly, and her complexion changed slightly.

This is the smell of geranium.

(End of this chapter)