daughter in power

Chapter 1
night, very deep.

The crescent moon is like a hook in the western sky.

In the narrow courtyard, under the diamond window, the moonlight is mottled, vaguely showing a pair of figures in the room.

Sanshui opened his eyes and subconsciously grabbed the neck of the person opposite him.

The man's face turned pale for a moment, and he desperately scratched Sanshui's fingers, his hands staring round.

She didn't let go, stared at him directly, and whispered: "Who are you?"

A killer is always the most agile in the most dangerous time.Even if she wakes up suddenly and doesn't know where she is, she can still judge that she is in danger at the first moment.

The choked man was holding his breath and couldn't speak, as if he was about to pass out in the blink of an eye.

Tightening his fingers tightly, he saw the man's pupils were about to slacken, and then Sanshui let go of his hand and threw him out.

The man fell to the ground, panting heavily, without any extra strength.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty is not well, King Xiaoyang has invaded the imperial city with wolf soldiers!"

Someone made an urgent report outside the window, and Sanshui noticed that the man's slightly calm face turned pale again.

"what?"

He turned pale with shock, quickly got up and rushed to the window, and asked loudly: "Is King Xiaoyang attacking?"

After finishing his sentence, he gave Sanshui a hard look, and rushed out of the room.

The night is like black ink, and the winding torches flashed outside the Linghua window, gradually fading away.

Sanshui sat up, only then noticed that his clothes were half undressed, only wearing a bellyband.

Under the bellyband, there were only short obscene trousers left, and half of the bright-colored skirt was randomly thrown under the bed.

She was startled, if she didn't wake up, would she be put to sleep by an old man?

She has been a killer all her life, but she only believes in one principle, that body and soul must never be abandoned.

Because of this, the boss suspected that she was rebellious and sent someone to assassinate her.

If she had kept her body for 20 years and was not forced to throw it away by the boss, but was raped by a crappy old man, Sanshui promised not to crush this old immortal.

Sanshui's face turned cold, and he stood up, suddenly froze.

The cold wind rushed up her back, making her slightly numb.She lowered her head stiffly, staring at her body, gradually revealing a hint of horror.

This is not her body.

She had just been shot in the waist by a subordinate, and she was bleeding.

At this moment, the waist and eyes are clean and greasy, not to mention the bleeding bullet holes, not even the nail marks.

She firmly stretched out her hand to hold her waist, and there was a cold touch on her waist.

Her fingers were cold, and her waist and eyes were slightly warm.

Such a real feeling is not a dream, nor is it an illusion.

Sanshui's eyes flashed, and he stretched out his hand.

A white and slender hand, as delicate as a spring onion, with worn calluses on the palm, but the tiger's mouth is as clean as ever.

This is not a hand that is used to holding a gun.

Sanshui raised his eyes, and the figure of a person was reflected in the carved bronze mirror in the distance.

The person in the mirror is fresh and refined, luxuriant and delicate, standing there pretty and alive, like a fresh lotus meeting the morning dew, like a green willow meeting the spring breeze.

But, not her.

Sanshui blinked, and a string was suddenly connected somewhere in his mind, and scenes and fragments emerged like overwhelming rivers and seas.

"boom!"

Just at the moment of recalling the "blowout", the closed carved door was smashed, and a man in Tsing Yi barged in.

"The empress has a decree. The Great Xia King Xiaoyang will lead the wolf army to attack. His Majesty will face the battle. His life or death is uncertain. Please go to Huanyi Palace to pray for His Majesty's blessings!"

Sanshui turned her head, and the white-skinned eunuch who was holding a bright yellow imperial decree cast a mocking glance at her, showing contempt on her face, and said in a sharp voice: "Take it away!"

Immediately, three or five court ladies rushed to her, twisted her arm, and dragged her out of the room like a dead dog.

Is it a ghost?

Since a fifth-grade beauty is qualified to pray for blessings, how could a eunuch dare to take Joe in front of her?How weak is this statue itself, that it will be punished by a slave as a master?
She coldly broke out of the shackles of one person, clasped the veins of the other person with her fingers, and pinched him fiercely.

"Ow..."

The palace maid screamed like killing a pig and jumped away. Everyone turned their heads and saw that one of the palace maid's wrists had drooped.

The eunuch Xuanzhi was taken aback, pointed at Sanshui with trembling fingers, and exclaimed, "You... Feng Qiqi, how dare you despise the empress!"

Sanshui narrowed her eyes, and said in a cold voice: "So what about contempt? The country will not be the country, and who will die first is still unknown." After finishing speaking, she didn't wait for the eunuch to speak, and pulled a scattered skirt first, wrapped it around Body out the door.

When going out, the court lady led the way tremblingly, as if she had seen a ghost, but she no longer had the previous arrogance and unreasonableness.

All the way through the elegantly laid out imperial garden, Sanshui felt a little restless in his heart.

She actually crossed over.

The BOSS sent subordinates to assassinate her. Unfortunately, she was shot. She was bleeding profusely and hid at the corner of the street waiting for an opportunity to escape. When she opened her eyes, she was held down by an old man on a strange bed.

Then, the automatic corpse resurrection mode was turned on.

I X!

Sanshui couldn't help but swear in his heart.

But, after all, it is time travelling, so I have to take one step at a time.Otherwise, now that she doesn't even know where the palace gate opens, how can she escape?

She snorted coldly, raised her eyelids, looked at the brightly lit palace ten meters ahead, and narrowed her eyes.

Huanyi Palace, the bedroom of Li Suyun, Queen of Yu Kingdom.

She, Sanshui, was lucky enough to time travel to become an ancient concubine, the first daughter of a minister.

What is this ghost?

(End of this chapter)