"Your Majesty, it's time to go to court early. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "Huai'an knocked on the door again outside the door, whispering a reminder.

With a "squeak", a crack opened in the heavy gold-lacquered door.

"Gong ...... Princess. Huai'an turned his head and didn't dare to look at the light song standing in front of him. No matter how much you don't look at it, you can notice that the princess is disheveled at the moment, and her eyes are full of spring. It must have become a good thing.

Qingge put his white index finger to his lips and said softly, "Shhh The emperor was still resting, and ordered that it would not be early today. ”

"Huh?" Huai'an was a little puzzled, the emperor would never miss the early dynasty because he favored a certain beauty, why didn't he go to the court today?

Seeing that he hesitated, Qingge urged: "Why don't you step back quickly, disturb the emperor's rest, you will be responsible?" ”

As he spoke, Qingge was about to close the door.

"Princess." A hand blocked the crack in the door, and Huai'an said, "Please let the slave in and wake up the emperor." ”

"You don't want to die, dare to wake up the emperor." Qingge was in a hurry.

"It is precisely because the slave still wants to keep this old life that he wants to wake up the emperor, the emperor missed the early dynasty, and the old slave's life will be suspended." Huai'an said firmly.

He has been following the emperor for 30 years, and he has long figured out the emperor's temper. Because women don't go to court, this is very strange in itself, and the princess doesn't let him in, which is even more strange. He already had a sense of foreboding.

"Okay," Qingge suddenly let go of the door, "you come and call him." ”

Qingge turned sideways, let Huai'an enter the house, and closed the door again.

Qingge walked behind Huai'an, and with a hand knife, he slashed at the back of his neck. When he was about to hit, Huai'an's body suddenly shook, and before Qingge could see his skills clearly, he felt a pain in the back of his neck, and his eyes gradually darkened. The last thought before he fell unconscious was: Oops, how can he do kung fu......

The emperor had been awakened after being loosened, and sat unsteadily on the edge of the dragon couch, gloomy and embarrassed.

"Your Majesty, what are you going to do with her?" Huai An looked at the unconscious Qingge on the ground and asked.

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On the twentieth day of Princess Wanyang's captivity by the emperor, the body of a woman was fished up from the clear pond in the imperial garden. The one she was wearing was the peach blossom spring dress that Princess Wanyang wore when she went out from Qingming Courtyard. The corpse had been soaked in water, and it was too swollen to see its original face.

After an autopsy, it was determined that this was the princess herself. From this, it was concluded that Princess Wanyang accidentally fell into Qingchi and drowned on the way home from the emperor.

Qingmingyuan is a plain one. A gust of wind blew, and the hanging white gauze tent floated like countless ghosts. The heavy black coffin rested under the pear blossom tree in the courtyard. Everyone in the courtyard wore filial piety clothes. Kneel in front of the coffin and keep a watch for the princess.

Miao Ling knelt straight, holding his sleeve and wiping his tears. The princess has not been back to Qingming Courtyard these days, they thought it was the emperor who did not let go, who knew that the princess fell into the water, the body was swollen all over the body, like a puddle of white flesh, very terrifying. The princess is as beautiful as a fairy, how could she become like this? She couldn't help but cry out loud as she thought about it, and the more she cried, the louder she became.

Ping'er followed the princess and ran around, and she already had a deep affection. The princess did not dislike his low background at all, nor did she care about his original behavior of stealing chickens and dogs, but handed over all his belongings to him, and trusted him immensely. He had already secretly made up his mind that no matter whether she was a princess or an ordinary woman, he would serve her all his life. She is such a living person, with so many dreams, and she is realizing them step by step. But why did they fly into trouble, why couldn't they let her go! Ping'er clenched her fists and wiped her face with her hands.

Shu Tong looked at Mengbai quietly, only to see that Mengbai's face was a little cold, looking at the coffin, not knowing what he was thinking. Shu Tong only knew that there was hesitation and annoyance on his face, but there was no sadness.

This matter is very obvious, from the sweeping eunuch to the queen, they all know that drowning is just a cover. There is only one fact behind it - the emperor killed the princess. This also proves from the side that the princess is not the emperor's biological daughter, and the concubine brought a green hat to the emperor.

Shu Tong's first reaction was that the corpse was not a princess. Looking at Mengbai again, she became more and more sure of her guess.

Mengbai suddenly got up, took a step unhurriedly, and returned to the bedroom shared by Qingge and him.

On Qingge's bed still has the soft gauze snow coat she wore when she swore to go to find her own colt. When he came back, he was soaked by Mengbai's clothes, and he hurriedly changed it and threw it on the bed. Everything was laid out to reveal the casual looseness of the owner, as if she had just left the room and was about to return.

The whole room is filled with her own unique atmosphere. A faint scent of soaphorn, clean and the smell of a baby. Mengbai was immersed in it, unconsciously hooking the corners of his mouth. His kitten is no longer the silly, rampaged little girl. She knows exactly what she wants, and she's working to achieve it one step at a time.

She secretly went out of the palace, she opened a shop to make money, she tightened her corset to tempt him, she looked innocent in front of the night, everything was very jerky, but it was very effective.

This time, will she survive this hurdle safely? Her mission is to become queen, but unfortunately she herself is not aware of it. So he can only use this cruel way to make her defeat the most powerful enemy and make her realize her talent and responsibility.

His kitten can't be attached to someone else's existence, she will eventually grow up to be the greatest ruler of the empire.

Before that, he just had to keep guiding her, making her suffer, and making her grow.

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His head hurt so much, and Qingge felt that his head must have been run over by the car. He raised his head and rubbed his temples, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Miss, you're awake." A little girl dressed in emerald green clothes ran over and stood in front of the bed, looking at her with a smile.

"Would you like some water?" With a bowl of warm water in her hand, she carefully lifted Qingge up and fed it to her lips.

Qingge drank the whole bowl of water without panting, only to feel slightly better. The brain begins to function again.

"This is, where?" In front of her is still an antique women's boudoir, not as luxurious as the palace, but also delicate and simple, a pot of orchids in the corner of the house is blooming just right, exuding a light sweetness.

Could it be that she was killed by the emperor and crossed over again?

"This is your boudoir. You don't even remember? The little girl looked at her inquiringly with a blank expression.

"The last time you secretly went out to play, you were by the lord and hit your head with a paperweight. Isn't it amnesia? The little girl said.

"I'm Xiangling, Miss, do you remember?"

Qingge still shook her head. How could it be crossed again? Is it possible to wear it if you want to wear it? Qingge looked at this Xiangling, and had an indescribable weird feeling, but her head was still sullen, and she could only not think about it.