Rebirth and the Pro-Queen

In the imperial study room, Xiao Sujin's lips were tightly pursed, the veins in his fists on the table were bulging, and his gaze was as cold as ice.

"So, the butler set the fire?"

Xiao Sujin never imagined that none of the top experts around her would be able to get close to that room, let alone believe that there is really no darkroom there, let alone golden treasures.

"Yes, after the empress left, the butler put a scroll of paintings on his body, jumped up to the roof, and urged it with his palms. Those manjushahuas were naturally spared. The fire was so big that the lowly ranks couldn't get close."

Ling Yuexi couldn't sleep, she simply put on her clothes and got up, and opened the rusty copper box.

What a strange book.

There are some strange symbols drawn, a bit like formations, but different from what Ling Yuexi is familiar with.

Strange people give strange things.

Ling Yuexi closed the book, thinking in a daze of Xiao Mojue's study room, the portrait of him without facial features.Slowly, sadness spread from the bottom of my heart, and the little things with Xiao Mojue came to my mind.His arrogance, his arrogance, his tenderness like water...

"What are you thinking, so lost in thought?"

Behind her, she suddenly thought of a cold voice, which startled Ling Yuexi, but she could tell that it was Xiao Sujin, who hurriedly wiped away the tears from her cheeks, put the book into the copper box, but while closing the lid, Xiao Sujin stretched out her hand Stopped it, quickly picked up the book with the other hand and flipped through it.

"You went to the palace today?"

In Ling Yuexi's astonishment, Xiao Sujin asked coldly while flipping through the pages.

"Ah."

"Just take this book back?"

Xiao Sujin's coldness stabbed Ling Yuexi, she snatched the book from Xiao Sujin's hand, put it into the copper box, and replied coldly: "What does the emperor think? Could there be any gold, silver and jewelry?"

"Not bad!"

what?

Ling Yuexi stared at Xiao Sujin in disbelief, her eyes penetrated deeply into Xiao Sujin's eyes, trying to see clearly the heart of this man, what happened to him?

"Hehehe, I'm just joking with Xi'er! Look at you, you've gotten married to me so soon!"

Xiao Sujin's tense face suddenly smiled, walked around behind Ling Yuexi and hugged her, put her head on Ling Yuexi's shoulder, breathed deeply the faint scent of medicine on her body and said softly: "I said not to Let Commander Wu leave you for half a step, not only did you not let him follow, but you were alone with such a dangerous person, do you know how worried I would be?"

"Are you having someone follow me?"

Ling Yuexi replied angrily.

"I asked Huang Jinjia to spy on the palace, so I naturally found you. Xi'er, do you know? An hour ago, the steward of the palace who brought you in set fire to the courtyard. Most people suspect that I am afraid of meritorious deeds about Uncle Wang. If the people in the palace hate me, wouldn't it be too dangerous for you to be alone with them!"

"Burn?" It's okay to burn!

"The housekeeper is dead too."

Xiao Sujin added another sentence.

boom!

Ling Yuexi felt as if her heart had been severely hit by a hammer, she pushed Xiao Sujin away, turned around and stared at him and asked a question in disbelief.

Receiving Xiao Sujin's affirmative answer, Ling Yuexi was dizzy for a while.

"Xi'er, what's the matter, if you don't feel well, I'll send it to the imperial doctor immediately!"

"Don't. Your Majesty, Fu Xi'er sit down."

Ling Yuexi burst into tears, and she finally understood why the ghost king who was deified by the world would leave her alone. It turned out that he was ashamed of not fulfilling Yunluo's last wish, so he chose to apologize with death.

In the end, what kind of man is he who is so affectionate and sexual. His love for Yunluo is probably incomparable to heaven and earth. He spent a full 20 years incognito, condescending to be Xiao Mojue's housekeeper...

"Your Majesty, you should pay homage to him."

Uh?

Xiao Sujin thought Ling Yuexi was talking about Xiao Mojue, and his face immediately turned cold.

"He is your master, the ghost king—Yunzhonghe!"

Ling Yuexi muttered to herself, and her whole body fell into deep sadness.

master?Ghost King?Crane in the cloud?

Xiao Sujin remembered that he and Wu Qingyang's master was a mysterious masked man, his age could not be guessed from his appearance and voice, only that he used to be the master of Xiao Mojue and Xiao Moli.

Suddenly, Xiao Sujin's eyes cracked, and he suddenly hated Xiao Mojue so much. Why, the ghost king who has been deified in the eyes of the world condescends to be his housekeeper?Why did the master commit suicide because of him?Why?Why would his Xi'er change for him?Why?Why?

what--

The mania in Xiao Sujin's body seemed to break out. He performed lightness kung fu and flew to the Dragon Palace, holding the Yulong Sword in his hand, his eyes flushed red. Suddenly, the wind sounded, the sky was dark, and wherever the sword light went, the trees burst.The golden armor hiding in the shadows had no choice but to retreat two meters. They stared at their master in the shadow of swords and swords in horror, adding to their awe.

Wounds cast overnight, dripping blood into hatred.

The queen moved back to Fengqi Palace, and the concubines of the palaces were required to go to pay their respects according to the etiquette.

Ling Yuexi sneered in her heart, thinking that Mei Zhuang was really good at winning people's hearts, so quickly, she took Feng Yanran and Shui Xiangyi under her command, and of course, Chen Yan.

Give a seat and serve tea, and pretend to ask for warmth.

"The cakes in the empress's palace are fragrant. If the concubine's guess is correct, are there flower petals in it?"

Shui Xiangyi was about to take a bite of the pastry, but when she heard Mei Zhuang's words, her complexion changed slightly, and she gently put down the pastry in her hand, but Feng Yanran didn't even move.

Ling Yuexi saw all this in her eyes, and her eyes fell on Feng Yanran.

"Why, isn't the imperial concubine afraid that there will be poison in the cakes in this palace?"

As he spoke, he picked up a piece, took a bite, and swallowed slowly.

Feng Yanran gave Ling Yuexi a weird smile, picked up a piece, put it in her mouth, and swallowed it.

Shui Xiangyi bit her lower lip, glanced at Ling Yuexi, and put the pastry to her mouth, but Tingfeng Yanran sneered and said, "Concubine Yi, don't want to imitate my sister, I have already lost the emperor's gift from my mother." Son, sister, be careful."

Ah!

Shui Xiangyi shook her hand and almost dropped the pastry in her hand, her whole body was trembling.

"presumptuous!"

Ling Yuexi's pupils turned cold, she became sullen, and slammed the table. Shui Xiangyi was so frightened that she immediately got up and knelt on the ground.

"I beg my mother to spare my concubine!"

Her frail body trembled, as if she was really frightened.

Mei Zhuang covered her mouth and snickered, walked slowly to Shui Xiangyi's side, helped her to stand up, and also begged in a low voice: "Sister Queen, no matter what, Concubine Yi is already pregnant with the emperor's flesh and blood, so please let her go Concubine Yi."

Ming Huang's figure had already approached slowly, only then did Ling Yuexi realize that they were here to act.

Chen Yan also knelt down at this time.

"Your Majesty, Yan'er begs your Majesty to stop, no matter whether it is the Imperial Concubine or Concubine Yi, even if you give birth to a prince, it will not take away the emperor's love for you..."

"How is this going?"

Xiao Sujin and Ling Yuexi looked at each other, trying to restrain the anger that was about to explode.