Turn From Eunuch Into Empress

Looking down, Ji Qingyue held her, knelt on the ground and cried. Tears and snot kept flowing and stained a piece of clothes.

However, Shuang immediately frowned and flicked her fingers twice. Looking back, I found that Ji Qingzhuo's face was a little black and a little wrong.

However, Shuang immediately had a bad feeling at the bottom of her heart. Seeing that Ji Qingzhuo suddenly hugged her and said, "father-in-law, since my brother hurt his head because of you, please work hard for a few days and put my brother around first."

However, Shuang was shocked and immediately understood that the man wanted to throw the burden to himself. Naturally, he was not happy: "commander Ji, it's really wrong. A slave is a slave. How can he keep people to support themselves in the palace."

Then he looked at Xiao chenlian and asked him to drive people away. Ji Qingzhuo suddenly became inflexible and turned to plead with Xiao chenlian.

Xiao chenlian seemed to be deliberately unhappy with her at the moment. He actually smiled and promised: "OK, there are more people. It's no big deal. However, commander Ji, I don't keep idle people in my palace. Do you want to owe me a favor?"

He seems to have hated what he was threatened, so he has to get it back on the spot.

However, Shuang glanced at Ji Qingzhuo, nodded and agreed, and then turned away without a pause. Weian's figure turned around the rockery and disappeared immediately.

As soon as people left, she looked very ugly.

Ji Qingyue also saw that the big monster didn't catch himself. He was so excited that he pestered ran Shuang and talked about the similar pain.

However, Shuang disliked the noise and finally couldn't help it. She raised her fingers and cut off the knife. With one palm, she knocked the unsuspecting person unconscious.

The room was silent, and Lin Shou stupidly exclaimed, "ah!"

Xiao chenlian sneered. He turned around and sat upright. His eyebrows and eyes were all cold. He glanced at the man lying on the ground and despised him in his eyes: "you have to be cruel when you fall, don't you have some friendship with him?"

"No friendship." however, seeing that no outsiders were present, Shuang didn't pretend to be cowardly. With a cold face and a cold tone, she raised her head slightly and motioned to father-in-law Xi to drag people down and find a house to settle down.

As long as people don't make noise in front of her, she will be much better.

Father Xi bent down and obeyed his eyes. He knew that the little Eunuch in front of him had a very unusual identity and momentum. He couldn't treat him like ordinary people, so he quietly obeyed the instructions and didn't dare to worry about anything. He ordered two other small eunuchs to drag the people and place them in person.

As soon as father-in-law Wang left, there were only three of them left in the temple. Xiao chenlian stared at ran Shuang in her eyes, but grabbed Lin Shou in her hand and held him in her arms as a doll. Leng smiled and asked, "no friendship, did you just ask for medicine for them?"

However, Shuang shook her hand and received it in her sleeve again. She looked outside. It was dark and she wanted to go back to rest and practice. "But I don't want to owe a favor, and I'm always pestered by a fool. It's very annoying!" he frowned and showed a really irritable expression.

Xiao chenlian seemed very angry, smiled back and scolded, "you owe me a favor. You ask the prince to return it! Where did you get the confidence to defeat my family?"

Hearing this word, ran Shuang was a little stunned. Looking back at the young prince, he pondered for a moment and said, "what you owe first is better than what you owe him!"

That "he" is self-evident.

Xiao chenlian smelled the speech, regardless of the prince's identity, and greatly rewarded her with a white eye: "the prince wants to thank you for reading it?"

However, Shuang bent down directly and said faintly, "it's not early. The servant won't disturb the master's rest. Go away." she turned away, ignoring Xiao chenlian's clamour behind her, and would sooner or later throw her to the yeting division.

The night wind suddenly blew, and the lights under the rolling corridor were dim and yellow. However, Shuang looked to the horizon, and a thick cloud heavily covered the moonlight. The night wind filled the air between his breath, cool and comfortable, and slightly fishy.

Suddenly, silver lightning shuttled frequently under the black cloud. Like a snake, it passed through the mountains and disappeared silently.

"Is there going to be a thunderstorm?" murmured, and the wind suddenly became louder in my ears. The sleeves and robes were blown away, but the frost stabilized the hat and returned to his house.

She closed the door, inserted the plug, lit the lamp oil, and washed a little in the dim light. Wearing only a snow-white middle coat, she sat on the couch, crusted and fell, closed her eyes and adjusted her breath.

The method of regulating breath is the Heart Sutra attached to the medical book stolen from the imperial pharmacy. She followed the method she had tried before, slowly immersed herself in her mind, silently felt the breath of her whole body, and mobilized her to go according to the context in her mind.

Gradually, we are in a state of great concentration. All perceptions are only concentrated in our own body and completely shielded from the outside world.

This is why she doesn't practice easily outside. The last thing a killer should do is to relax her vigilance around her. This time, when she was also running to a certain node, the Qi strength she felt soon in her body immediately became loose and ran around in disorder. Finally, it dissipated quickly and could not be condensed again.

She withdrew from the realm in distress, but she didn't want to be awed all over and make an alarm in her heart.

Before I opened my eyes, I found someone in the house!

"Who?!" ran Shuang suddenly opened her eyes, jumped up from the couch, pulled out the dagger under the pillow and crossed her face. The bright blade set off a pair of more fierce black-and-white eyes, which looked particularly attractive under the light.

But I didn't want the figure slanting on Luohan's bed to turn his face and look at her. With one hand holding the medical skill, it seemed that he was watching just now. The other hand leisurely knocked on the curved knee, half a mask with a strange arc of light, which was a little sinister in the light.

Rong Lin?!

He seemed to say hello to her. He smiled and asked, "can't he practice again, and the breath is all gone?"

However, Shuang put down his dagger, stayed, went straight to sit down, poured himself a cup of tea, drank it in a little stuffy, "click" and said, "how do you know?"

Rong Lin poked a finger on the page and smiled more: "of course I know, because I wrote this book!"

However, Shuang Feimei picked slightly and turned his eyes: "you wrote it, then you must know why I can't practice?"

Rong Lin put down the book and poured tea himself. The movements were flowing and elegant. He nodded and said with a smile, "of course I know. I copied this book just to deceive the thief. I don't want to see it again after many years."

Then he smiled like spring breeze and rain, handed the tea cup to his cherry lips and took a sip. He smiled and said, "I don't know if the gravehead grass has grown to three feet since the man who stole this peerless secret script."

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