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Looking at the medicine on the table, the man picked up the bottle and placed it on his fingertip. With a chuckle, he placed it back on the table. Suddenly, a loud sound came from outside the door, coming from the direction of the kitchen stove.

He immediately picked up the heavy sword on the table and kicked the door open.

When he rushed to the door, he saw a woman in the simple kitchen stove, clutching a wet cloth in one hand. She was about to bend down and stop when she saw him.

Beneath her feet was a broken medicine container, and beside her feet was a pool of water. Tang Ao frowned, the muscles on his face tensed up.

"I …" I'm sorry to break your stuff. " Luo Shang pursed her lips, her lips white like a pure flower, and drooped her head apologetically.

The fire had been too strong for him to bear, and the jar had been in use for far too long. Therefore, it hadn't been able to withstand the heat, which was why it suddenly exploded.

The hand holding the sword boots became relaxed. The moment he heard the voice, Tang Ao did not have time to think further and hurriedly rushed here, only until he saw that the woman was fine did he feel relaxed. Was he worrying about her?

Seeing how slow he was looking at her, she said, "I'm not hurt."

Tang Ao immediately shifted his gaze away and locked onto the broken jar on the ground. I don't care if you're hurt or not. I just feel sorry for it. "

Luo Shang laughed silently.

She bent down to pick up the pieces on the ground. As she was pregnant, Tang Ao took the initiative to pick them up.

Just as the man stretched out her right hand, Luo Shang saw an eye-piercing birthmark on his arm that was revealed through the rolled up sleeve. She grabbed the man's arm and stared at the abnormal birthmark.

Mythdragon birthmark. Was this a Mythdragon birthmark?

Remember, on the First Prince's arm, there is an auspicious dragon birthmark. In the entire Wu Zhou, only he has it … This was what Shen Changqing had personally said to her that day.

"Xiang Long's birthmark, First Prince, the location is unknown, could it be that you …" Luo Shang speculated as her eyes lit up. Suddenly, she looked at him. Are you the prince of the dynasty? the Sacred Master of the Wu Zhou? "

Hearing her words, the man's cold expression suddenly turned into a gloomy and terrifying storm. The killing intent in his eyes became even colder. His brows wrinkled into a long, deep furrow, and his eyes suddenly became even colder and more profound.

Shua! The cold tip of the blade had already touched the skin on Luo Shang's neck, and a few drops of blood dripped onto the sword. At the same time, a drop of blood fell onto the ground.

He pointed the sword at her, his eyes filled with killing intent, as if a sharp sword was about to cut through her skin and cut her throat in the next moment.

Tang Ao's eyes were deep as he stared at Luo Shang, his cold voice asking. What do you know? "

Hearing his urgent tone, Luo Shang was even more certain of his identity, but she couldn't believe for a moment that the prince whose Wu Zhou had been lost for so many years was actually standing right in front of him right now, and had even become an assassin.

"Back then, when Imperial Concubine Rong died miserably in the Cold Palace, you were sent to the Acropolis Kingdom by a woman surnamed Shen and handed over to the Imperial Empress to raise. The reason why you returned to the Wu Zhou was first to avenge your mother's death, and secondly to seize the throne: your River Mountain." She had her nose up, and every word was on the spot, unerring.

The blade on her neck moved another step forward, a long scar had already appeared. Luo Shang looked at the cold sword on her shoulder indifferently, she remained calm and said: "The reason why you tried to stab me a few times as an assassin is to hide your true identity, so that you could obtain something."

Tang Ao's gaze became even more sinister, his lips revealed a bloodthirsty smile, his voice lit up, causing everyone to feel cold. He pretended to ask: "You know what I am looking for?"

Her eyelashes fluttered as she calmly said, "The late emperor's testamentary edict."

The man's eyes immediately became deep and black, and half his face became even colder. He sneered coldly, "I originally wanted to let you live, but you forced me to kill you. Since you know my identity, I cannot keep you here any longer. "

"Young Master Tang said that you can let me go only by pushing me to the other side. You feel that the secret edict is in their hands, so you want to use me to exchange for it."

Before knowing his identity, Luo Shang thought that the man in front of her truly wanted to help her. She pitied her mother and her, but it was a pity that she was wrong.

In this world, everyone only ever cared about him, Leng Shaoyu was, as was Leng Mufei.

Tang Ao's eyes were filled with killing intent, Luo Shang could clearly feel his increasing strength, she frowned her brows, and watched the movements of his fingers.

"You can't kill me." "Just when the sword was about to cut her throat, she raised her head and said calmly." Other than me, no one knows the whereabouts of that imperial edict. "

"Why should I believe you?" Tang Ao looked at her coldly.

He knew that Luo Shang was different from other girls. Not to mention that she was a high level student, she also had an extraordinary amount of wisdom. Furthermore, she was pregnant right now, so she would definitely think of all sorts of ways to survive for her child.

Tang Ao did not want to give her a chance to convince himself. Just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly heard her say, "Because the secret edict you're looking for is in my hands."

"What did you say?" His long, narrow eyes narrowed in disbelief.

"If you kill me, you'll never get it again." She was as calm as ever, so calm that others couldn't help but take it seriously.

A few months ago, the Backyard manager of the King Jin Palace, Shen Changqing, personally handed the secret case to her and told her that she must hand it over to its true owner. And now, she could only use this to threaten this man and protect her child.

"The person who handed the letter to me was the one who risked his life to send you to Acropolis, esteemed imperial concubine's personal maidservant, Shen Changqing. You can choose not to believe me, but you only have one chance. " Luo Shang smiled and looked at him.

Tang Ao's bet was on his life and mountains, while hers was on her life and the child in her womb.

After thinking for a long time, the man finally put down the sword in his hand.

"He still had some lingering fear in his heart, but Luo Shang's words caused him to have no choice but to consider the authenticity of these words. If you dare lie to me, you know the consequences. "

Luo Shang's prideful eyes looked at him, but she did not speak. She did not dare say that Tang Ao would let her off, so she gave it all to him.

"Where is it?" he asked, retracting his sword.

"Don't worry, I'll naturally give it to you when the time comes."

"The man pursed his lips, the tendons in his hands faintly bulging." You dare to play with me? "

"If I give it to you, what will happen to me if you try to kill me again?" Her pure and clean face was like a blooming snow lotus. It was pure and beautiful. It was elegant, yet it did not lose its tenacious will.

"You …"

Before he could finish his sentence, there was the sound of an intense collision, as if a door was forced open by someone, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps and armor.

The man habitually held down the sword in his hand, but was stopped by Luo Shang.

"You're injured, so there's no chance of winning if we fight head on at this time."

Tang Ao looked at her with contempt and ignored her. He hated people's contempt the most in his life, especially women.

Seeing that he was adamant, Luo Shang took a step forward and continued: "You have to be alive at least."

The man hesitated, then stopped.