She didn't believe that in her previous life, Li Haoxiu, who was sent and exiled to death silently by the Ning Mansion, could have this kind of ability.

"Nuan'er, how dare Li Haoxiu openly pass on merit to others if she doesn't have any skills, you still underestimate her too much, this is a difficult thing to bite."

"Dad, what now?" Song Nuan asked.

"Inform the man as soon as possible, let him go as far as possible, and don't let him show up again."

Song Nuan was a little embarrassed: "I'm afraid he won't go......"

"Won't go? Then it depends on whether he wants his life. ”

Song Nuan gritted his teeth: "Dad, he can still help us do a lot of things." ”

Song Nuan didn't want to lose this good knife.

Song Chongling patted her on the shoulder: "Nuan'er, if the knife is gone, you can still find it again, and if your life is gone, there will be nothing." ”

Yes, if her life is gone, there will be nothing, in her previous life, she worked so hard to finally achieve the concubine position, and she was not easily killed by the concubine!

When I woke up again, I was the daughter of a little Taishou, and everything had to start all over again.

"I see, Dad."

Song Nuan wrote a letter and let the carrier pigeon pass it out.

It wasn't until the carrier pigeon disappeared in front of her eyes that she reassured herself to withdraw her gaze.

Damn Li Haoxiu, she ruined her good deeds three times and twice, this woman can't stay.

Anyway, this knife has been exposed, so it's better to let him do one last thing for himself.

Song Nuan's lips hooked slightly, revealing a cold smile.

No one can prevent her from ascending to the throne, in this life she is more familiar with the situation than anyone else, knowing the future emperor's current prince's preferences, as long as she is by the prince's side, she is absolutely confident that the prince will love her and be favored.

The latter must be hers.

The gray carrier pigeon flew in the sky not long ago, and just after leaving Jinzhou City, it was shot down by an arrow.

A boy removed the slip of paper from the pigeon's leg, flipped the pigeon's feathers open, sprinkled something in it, and then let the pigeon go.

The boy took the note and went into town.

Although it took two hours for the patient to wake up, everyone did not leave, and they were all waiting in the yamen.

Li Haoxiu sat on the chair and fell asleep, because she didn't have any special energy for a day because of the chaos of cultivation, but fortunately, she didn't fall asleep today.

The goddess probed her pulse: "Miss Li still has to hurry up and prepare, and let the master open the spiritual root for you." ”

Li Haoxiu shook his head: "No need, wait for Xie Wuchen." ”

"Miss Li, why don't you seize such a good opportunity, the master has opened a spiritual root for you, you are the closest person to the master, life and death are tied together, and he will be your strongest backing in the future."

"I don't like the feeling of being tied to people, I'm too casual, thank you."

Although this short old lady didn't have a face for her, she was really good for her.

I don't know why she should be nice to herself.

Although she is cute and cute, she is not silver, and everyone really likes her.

The goddess was kind to her, had no purpose, and didn't believe her to be killed.

The goddess was a little speechless, such a good opportunity, how many women begged God and worshiped God for a lifetime and couldn't ask for it, but this girl didn't pay attention to it at all.

When she knew what her true identity was, she was afraid that she would regret it.

The goddess glanced at her own handsome god-like king, tsk, she was disgusted, and it was quite fresh.

Ning Yingqing was very impatient sitting there, a thing, wasting so much time, and there was a commotion in the courtroom, which made him want to get angry.

Fortunately, someone woke up in less than two hours, and after his family cheered, someone immediately went to invite Song Chongling.