Zhou Beibei's heart twisted, she kept imagining her imperfect escape plan, maybe Huo Wuzhi would protect herself, after all, how long they have been in love, but what is she compared to the real Nuying Majesty? The more she thought about it, the more scared she became.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what do you want? I won't see you for so long, and I'm estranged from my ministers. Di Zijian called out to her from behind.

No, haha, I- very good. Zhou Beibei said a little panicked.

"I didn't expect Huo Wuqi to be so powerful! How did he train you? This is like His Majesty's style, haha. I'll have to ask him another day. Di Zijian teased.

"I'm a fake - Your Majesty. You wouldn't think so, would you? Zhou Beibei said tentatively.

"You're a fake, so where is the real majesty?" Di Zijian's tone was vague, and his eyes were full of doubt.

"Don't look at me like that." Zhou Beibei had no confidence, and the whole person looked weak and powerless in front of Di Zijian.

"The best is yet to come! Your Majesty. Di Zijian turned around and went back as if he was going home, his words made Zhou Beibei shudder, "I want to go home!" This sentence suddenly swayed in her heart, and she couldn't disperse it for a long time.

Di Zijian found Tu Yan and immediately asked her what she had said to Huo Wuqi. Tu Yan was silent and silent for a long time.

"I can't fight him, it seems that I really underestimate him." Tu Yan suddenly spoke.

"Huo Wuji? I hate this guy too, I can beat him. Di Zijian responded and said.

"You can't." Tu Yan said firmly. The serious expression on her face frightened Di Zijian a little.

"By the way, there is also the left phase." Tu Yan had a flash of inspiration, thinking that Zuo Xiang had assisted her for many years, and knew her temper very well, as long as they could meet each other, Huo Wuzhi would have one more enemy.

Under Di Zijian's arrangement, Tu Yan really met Zuo Xiang as she wished, but the result made her a little disappointed, Zuo Xiang's former majesty was long gone, and he would not be so idle at home when he was old.

"If you are really Your Majesty, the old minister's hanging heart still can't be put down. Huo Wuji's situation in power, I'm afraid that no one can change it, and now you are finally back, but your skills have been greatly lost, and your identity has been exposed, I am afraid that it will be more than lucky. Besides, I don't know where this fake Nuying Majesty came from? Zuo Xiang said worriedly.

"Zuo Xiang, thank you for believing in me, what should be mine is mine, and no one can take it away." After speaking, Tu Yan walked away, his back really looked like His Majesty, and Zuo Xiang was full of emotion.

Zhou Beibei returned to the palace, sat still, and when she heard a little voice, she thought that Huo Wuqi had come with the real Majesty Xingshi to ask for guilt, but she had traveled through, and she should have an immortal body, she thought to herself.

"Your Majesty."

Zhou Beibei saw that it was Huo Wuqi who chuckled in her heart, her eyes widened in an instant, her body stiffened, and her legs and feet were so stiff that she couldn't move.

"What's wrong with Your Majesty, is your pale face sick?" Huo Wuji held her face and said distressedly.

"I-that, is she coming?" Zhou Beibei glanced at the door with a weak heart.

"Who? No one is qualified to come to His Majesty's palace except me. Huo Wuji said softly. Zhou Beibei felt that she should be safe now when she heard this, but she still couldn't feel at ease when she looked at Huo Wuji's deep eyes.

When night fell, the frost was heavy and the autumn was cold, Zhou Beibei curled up in the quilt early, turning her body back and forth. In the middle of the night, only an exclamation was heard - "I'm not a fake!" "I saw the curtain leaning down, and the night was as quiet as water. She took a deep breath and sighed softly with a lowered face: "What nonsense am I talking about, I am a fake!" Then he burst into tears.