In the princess's hall, Nalan Huang stood at the door for a long time, and it wasn't until Xiaocui put on her clothes behind her that she suddenly woke up.

I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed in my heart, the emperor suddenly summoned, she couldn't help but go, but the queen's slightly gloating eyes when she left still lingered in Nalan Huang's mind, after all, even if she was really the princess, she was not the heir of this queen's mother, to put it bluntly, she wished she would die by herself.

What's more, she is not the so-called princess of the Tilting Phoenix.

Although there is some uncertainty in his heart, it is not okay not to go down, Nalan Huang groomed a little, and walked towards the emperor's bedroom.

Inside the dormitory.

The emperor slowly propped himself up with his left arm and looked out the door.

I saw a pretty figure standing outside the door of the dormitory, and I saw this person wearing an emerald green skirt, a blue hairband on his head, and the figure was standing, like a crane that had landed in the mortal world. It is light and elegant, but it is not luxurious, and it stands proudly, but it is not rude. It can really be described as a country and a city, and it looks like a heavenly man.

Who is this person who is not Nalan Huang?

Nalan Huanglian moved lightly, bowed slightly and saluted: "Huang'er sees his father, may his father's dragon body recover as soon as possible." ”

Wuji, who was standing aside, saluted, "See Her Royal Highness the Princess." ”

Nalan Huang glanced at him, did not answer, turned to look at the emperor and wondered: "What is the order of the father to call Huang'er over?" ”

The emperor was a little too excited today, and he looked a little weak at this time, and said slowly: "Can my father use a little phoenix's blood?" ”

Blood, when Nalan Huang heard this, his face changed suddenly, but then he returned to normal, and his face showed a look of doubt: "The son doesn't know whether to ask or not to ask something, does the father want the blood of the son to be available?" ”

"This master said, your blood can cure the hidden diseases of your father, what? Is this unwilling? In the second half of the sentence, his tone suddenly turned cold.

Nalan Huang was shocked in his heart, knowing that he had committed a big taboo, but this was also something that could not be helped, if he handed over his blood, then the glory of his life might not be guaranteed.

A moment later, two drops of blood dripped into the white porcelain bowl, and the two drops swirled around the bottom of the bowl.

The emperor was about to ask Wuji what to do next, but his eyes couldn't help but move to the porcelain bowl, his eyes staring closely at the two incompatible drops of blood, and his face gradually turned gray.

"Huang'er, you ......" The emperor's face was like ashes, and his tone couldn't help but bring a trace of death, just imagine that he looked at the child who grew up, and suddenly knew that it was not his own flesh and blood, which heart did not hurt, not to mention that as an emperor who needs to be ruthless in front of outsiders, this warmth is even more rare.

However, it is the so-called deep hatred of love. The emperor struggled to prop himself up, and his hand pointing at Nalan Huang was trembling.

"You, who are you......"

Seeing the emperor like this, Nalan Huang knew that the matter could not be hidden, and he couldn't help but have a wry smile on his face, but he didn't answer.

The emperor's hand trembled even more, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Seeing this, he was a little flustered, he was just here to complete the task of the young lady, and he didn't understand medical skills at all.

Just when Wuji's heart was anxious, a voice came from outside the dormitory: "Wuji Dao Chief, the Holy Lord is in a hurry and has a red heart, quickly use the incense in the house for three miles, and you will be fine." ”

The three people in the room were slightly stunned when they heard this silver bell-like voice, and then the expressions on their faces were different.

Wuji's face showed an unconcealable joy, and he immediately went to work, not even using the help of the palace maid. The emperor was slightly stunned, but he didn't care very much.

The most exciting thing is the look on Nalan Huang's face, there is stunned, resentment, and a trace of relief. used to work scheming for glory and wealth, calculating the world and the world, after all, she was a bad move, at this moment, everything is clear, and she can finally let go of everything and relax.

Just when everyone was thinking about it, the owner of the voice had already stepped in, and this person was Qin Miaomiao.

"The people's daughter Qin Miaomiao, see the saint." Qin Miaomiao bowed slightly, and bowed without humility or arrogance.

The emperor looked at Qin Miaomiao, with a delicate and delicate face, and a hint of coldness habitually between his eyebrows, all this ...... It's all like that person......

The emperor couldn't help but lose his mind a little, and when he came back to his senses and looked again, neither Qin Miaomiao nor Nalan Huang were already in the hall, the emperor was slightly stunned, and then smiled bitterly and sighed slightly.

In the harem garden, between the streams, a breeze blew and blew the corners of the skirts of the two.

"I didn't expect you to be alive." Nalan Huang looked at Qin Miaomiao opposite and said coldly.

Qin Miaomiao stared at her for a long time, and after a long time, she sighed slightly: "Nalan Huang, why are you doing this?" ”

"Why bother, hahaha......" Nalan Huang suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, "You haven't experienced the feeling of glory and wealth, how can you understand?" ”

Suddenly, her expression was a little gloating, and then she said, "Of course, this seat was originally yours. Therefore, only by destroying your Qin family can this secret be kept."

At this time, Qin Miaomiao, who was originally looking at the clouds in the sky, withdrew her gaze to Nalan Huang, and said lightly: "But now that the matter has been revealed, in fact, if you don't destroy our Qin family, I myself have no interest in the position of a princess, so what do you do." ”

Nalan Huang was stunned for a while, and then said: "Sure enough, it's you, and you arranged the useless one." ”

"Yes" Qin Miaomiao glanced at Nalan Huang coldly, "But, so what?" ”

Suddenly, a dagger slipped out of Qin Qian's sleeve, which she held in her hand, and suddenly, the dagger stretched forward and hit Nalan Huang's neck.

Feeling the oncoming killing opportunity, Nalan Huang's heart suddenly relaxed, and he smiled: "Why are you doing this, you are not a member of the Qin family, Your Royal Highness the princess, why should you be angry with a grass people?" ”

When Qin Qian heard this, she sighed faintly in her heart, in her previous life, as an undercover agent, she boasted that she was used to seeing the cold, but she didn't expect that this society would be even more cold than what she had experienced. In the past, when I watched palace fighting dramas, I always thought that they were exaggerated, but now after experiencing it myself, I realized that those performances are far from enough.

At this time, Qin Qian's heart was a little struggling, she came to this world with a benevolent heart, but she was unfortunately locked in this deep palace garden. Maybe...... I can let her go, and then I don't know what to do, find a deep mountain and old forest, like those hermits in the book, and don't ask about the world.

But immediately, the scene of the tragic death of everyone in the Qin family appeared in her mind, as well as a sentence from her instructor in her previous life:

"The so-called undercover is to live yourself in someone else's way, no matter how unaccustomed you are to this way, you can only accept it."