"Ziyi, you ......"

As a witness to the whole incident, Cao Lanlan looked at Ziyi with some depression. Since Duanmu Kaoru left, she had been sitting here in a daze for two hours. Seeing that noon had passed, and the food sent by the maids had already been cold, she did not touch a mouthful.

"Lan Lan, you say, is the fate of people really arranged by God? I just want an ordinary life, just like all people, but why is it so hard? ”

Bean-sized tears rolled down Ziyi's slightly pale little face. Afraid?

How can you not be afraid? It's like having cancer, worrying all the time, and maybe I'm going to die in a second. This torment is greater than the fear of death itself.

"It's- it's okay, there's nothing to be afraid of dying, you see I'm not still here! Except for being a little lonely, in fact, it feels no different from when I was alive. ”

"You are different, ordinary people die, and it is impossible for the soul to remain in the world."

"Mother? Who are you talking to? ”

As soon as Xiaole entered the door, he saw Ziyi's eyes looking straight out of the door, and he was still talking to himself as if he was muttering words, and he was so frightened that he strode over.

"Niangniang, don't scare the slave, you ...... just now What happened to you and Your Majesty? ”

Xiaole still remembers that when the emperor left, as soon as she came in, she saw the purple clothes sitting on the round bench in a daze, under the silver-white robe was a smooth arm, and the pieces of clothes all over the ground made people smack their tongues.

Just looking at the expression on Ziyi's face, it was really a little scary.

A pair of big purple eyes stared out of the door in a daze, tears rolling in their sockets, but they couldn't drip down no matter what.

"Niangniang, don't be sad, Your Majesty must be angry for a while, and the slave believes that it will be fine in a few days."

Seeing that Ziyi refused to speak, Xiaole had to guess by himself. She thought, probably when the emperor wanted to have something with his master, and the master made the emperor unhappy, so—

However, the emperor put the coat on the master, and he must not really blame his master.

"Xiaole, this palace is fine, it's just that I'm a little tired and want to sleep, you go and arrange it, this palace wants to bathe."

Soaking his tired body in the pool, Ziyi's tense nerves finally eased. Duanmu Kaoru seems to have decided that she is not the prime minister's daughter Luo Ziyi, but he doesn't seem to intend to investigate who she really is.

It's just - he arranged for himself to rebel against Na Luo Cheng? Hehe, I'm afraid that Prime Minister Na Luo has already conspired against him, and he arranged it like this, just hoping that everything can be in his control.

If you continue to deliberate according to this idea, then Prime Minister Luo Cheng sent his daughter to the palace, I'm afraid it was just so that someone could monitor the emperor's every move at any time, right?

The real Luo Ziyi's death?

Could it be the emperor's arrangement?

No, there's something wrong! Luo Ziyi has been confirmed by Cao Lanlan that she was killed by Cao Lanlan's body. Then it proves that there must be someone behind the scenes who knows how to do evil arts.

If the emperor really knew evil arts, there was no need to go around such a big circle!

Sky!

What the hell is going on with this qiē!

Ziyi only felt that her head was getting bigger and bigger the more she thought about it, and her eyelids seemed to be naughty at this time, as if she was adorned with a thousand catties of giant ding, no matter how hard she tried, she finally closed it-