Ling Zhen frowned, his eyes were a little puzzled, and he didn't know what he was looking like at the moment. "You don't even know Ben Diji, do you?" she asked.

"Damn it, the slave maid didn't even recognize the Purple Moon Emperor!" the palace maid bowed her head and knelt down, pretending to be calm, and clenched the title in her hand, "After the Frost Flower Divine Monarch sends you back, it will clear the Ling Palace." ”

Hearing this, Ling Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, "I know, you don't have your business for the time being, let's go down first!" Maybe she was thinking too much, how could Shuanghua say goodbye to her!

After the palace maid left, the huge Qingxian Palace returned to its previous coldness. Stopped, his eyes touched the bronze mirror lying flat not far away, Ling Zhen closed his eyes, and let the memories in his mind rush by-

It happened on the night of her sixth birthday, and for her, who had never looked in the mirror, she was so curious about her appearance. So, she peeked at herself without telling everyone.

It's okay not to look at it, but when I saw it, I was immediately frightened by myself in the bronze mirror. And the palace maids who served her back then were all reduced to the mortal dust by her mother.

knew very well how terrible he looked at this time, otherwise the palace maid just now would not have been shocked.

Reaching out to cover his face, feeling the delicate and soft touch, the corners of Ling Zhen's lips twitched slightly. It was as if Frost Blossom was beside her at this time, looking at her softly.

The night was long, and the Qingxian Palace was like day under the moonlight. Ling Zhen sat in front of the bronze mirror, picked up the sandalwood comb on the case, meticulously pulled up his purple and white hair, and waited for a long time.

"Dawang Ji, the time has come, do you want to change your clothes?" shouted the master of ceremonies outside the door.

Ling Zhen was stunned, looking at the snow-like skin, delicate facial features, and cherry-like red lips in the bronze mirror, especially the purple hair with white hair, he finally responded: "Come in." ”

The master of ceremonies came in with a group of young girls in pink palace clothes, and when he saw that Ling Zhen was already ready, he stepped forward to put on a phoenix crown for Ling Zhen.

"Congratulations to the emperor! Please also ask the emperor to move to the Chengde Hall with the slave maid......" In the mirror, the master of ceremonies has red lips and white teeth, bright eyes, and green hair, and is a beauty who is not seen for the first time.

"You're so good-looking. With the support of the palace maid, Ling Zhen got up and stood up.

How nice it would be if she could have black hair!

Ascending to the steps of the God King, Ling Zhen sat straight with his hands folded in front of his abdomen, his eyes looking directly at the place where the sun was rising in front of him, and his whole body exuded the breath that an emperor should have.

After my mother, I have grown up, and although I have not reached the age of Jilu, I have the ability to protect myself. From today on, I will be the Purple Moon Emperor, and I will shoulder the historical burden of guarding the Eastern Vault, and no one will want to bully me.

Because the Qingxian official was not very far from the Chengde Palace, the emperor's step quickly delivered the emperor's concubine. Under the attention of the ministers of the Eastern Firmament, Ling Zhen stretched out his hand to help a palace maid and walked down step by step.

The bell was struck at this time, followed by the music of the emperor's enthronement, and the ministers straightened out their court clothes and knelt down to bow down, all chanting: "The emperor is above, may I be in the east for a thousand years."

In the bow of the ministers, Ling Zhen walked into the Chengde Palace, and his eyes were attracted by a plain white figure. Seeing that Shuanghua's face was pale, covering her lips and coughing silently, her mental state was not good, she clenched her hand under the emperor's robe worriedly.

"Emperor, the ministers are waiting for you to ascend to the throne!" A whispered reminder from the master of ceremonies sounded in his ears, and Ling Zhen withdrew his gaze from the white figure and continued to move towards the position of the supreme ruler of the Eastern Dome.

She knew that this seat was not so easy to sit in, and it used to be stained with the blood of tens of thousands of people. The moment he sat down, Ling Zhen felt the boiling blood on his body instantly calm down.

"Sister Wang, all the kings and ministers are still kneeling!" Feng Zhi's words came from above the empty palace.

Ling Zhen bowed slightly, thinking that he could see the courtiers below at a glance knowing that he was in a high position, but he couldn't find Feng Zhi's location when he raised his eyes. Hundreds of people knelt under the throne, but their momentum was not too weak, and she was dizzy.

"Gentlemen, you're ......," she said, reaching out and rubbing her temples that were incomparably swollen.

"Xie Diji!!" the ministers stood up with their heads brushed on the ground.

At this time, Feng Zhi was already standing in the main hall in complicated palace clothes, and her demeanor was generous without losing her identity as a little princess, "Feng Zhi congratulates Sister Wang on becoming a great treasure! After speaking, she made a way and let someone bring her so-called alien pupil spirit beast with her.

The alien pupil spirit beast is really as Feng Zhi said, with snow-white antlers, which is extremely rare. No, it seems to be ...... on the back of its foot.

Thinking about it, Ling Zhen got up and stood up, and walked quickly down the jade steps towards the beast cage that exuded cold air, "Is it injured?"

"Yes, this spirit beast is not only rare, but also ferocious and abnormal. If it weren't for the fact that it was already alive, we wouldn't have been able to hunt it at all. Feng Zhi said confidently.

After hearing this, Ling Zhen's eyes fell on the slightly bulging lower abdomen of the spirit beast, and compassion spontaneously arose, "Come on, quickly prepare some elixir to bandage it." ”

If it weren't for the fact that it was still injured while pregnant with a cub, Ling Zhen would never have left it behind until the origin of this spirit beast was clarified. Now, that's all it takes.

After a while, a spirit maiden brought the herbs to the temple. Ling Zhen took the elixir, looked at the chains on the beast cage, and said to Feng Zhi, "The key." ”

At Feng Zhi's signal, the strong man standing on the edge of the cage handed her the key.

Ling Zhen glanced at the key in his hand and approached the beast cage step by step. Suddenly, the wind roared and shook the ground, messing up everything in the hall and blowing off the phoenix crown on her head. For a moment, the purple-white hair dispersed with the wind.

Looking at the beast cage again, the beast cage is intact, where is the figure of the spirit beast inside?

"Feng Zhi! This is your gift to Ben Di Ji! I don't know, I thought you were going to rebel and murder Ben Di Ji!"

"Sister Wang, wronged! Feng Zhi can learn from your heart! Blame Feng Zhi for being negligent and forgetting to be reinforced by the beast cage! ”

Seeing that Feng Zhi had only gotten up from the ground for a long time, and the tears of grievance flashed in those already good-looking eyes, the anger in Ling Zhen's heart only increased, "You dare to say that Ben Di Ji has wronged you?

"Woo...... Woo, people don't know!" Feng Zhi on the main hall wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes sadly, "People just want to give a different gift to Sister Wang, how do you know that spirit beast is so fierce!"

It's okay not to cry, but when she cries, she can't wait to slap her to death, "Get out!!! Don't let Ben Diji see you again!"