Chapter 344

Yan Luoli's eyes are on the alert, ready to wait for the little old man to attack, and she will do it immediately.

The little old man didn't seem to be aware of the change of Yan Luoli. He held the dagger in both hands and presented it.

"Little Lord, you need Dongyue's royal blood."

Seeing that Yan Luoli didn't respond, the little old man pushed the dagger in front of her again.

She then reacted, put the box on the ground, took the dagger, and made a cut in her finger.

The bright red blood drop by drop, falls in the peony flower organ's middle.

As if they had life, they spread along the lines of Paeonia lactiflora. When the lines were all filled, the mechanism began to move.

The slider with peony pattern moved around and took it in.

A grain appeared in the middle, which divided the side with mechanism into two and opened it up slowly.

An exquisite suede pamphlet came into my eyes, and in the blank space, I mentioned four words in meaningful font - Princess Haoyue.

She picked up the pamphlet, and there was a ceramic doll under it, which had been broken into several pieces. It could be seen that it was carefully placed inside.

"Young master, I'll make you a pot of tea."

The little old man saw Yan Luoli open the book, then whispered and quietly retreated.

He is not fit to be present at this time.

Yan Luoli didn't respond, her eyes fixed on the book.

The dark spirit organization, which my father ordered me to build, aims to obtain information, cultivate elite, and prepare for the future.

However, when I met Qingtian, I was trapped in love and couldn't extricate myself.

If you abandon your family, betray your father and emperor, and Qingtian marries someone else, it may be my retribution.

Fortunately, he met Wen Zhao, who was knowledgeable, generous and gentle.

He was concerned about the life of the southern Chu people, and I felt the same, so he used the power of the dark spirit to help Qingtian win the throne.

See here, Yan Luoli tears fell down, hit on the Haoyue princess's handwriting, into a small ink flower.

She turned back page by page. Although there are few records, it can be seen that mother was happy when she met her father.

But it didn't last long. When my mother was pregnant, the situation in the palace became more and more serious.

According to Princess Haoyue, at that time, her father did not go home because of business night. At the same time, Han Qingtian expressed his missing to his mother intentionally or unconsciously.

My mother had a hunch that something might happen to her, so she began to plan for her future.

Unfortunately, mother still failed to escape the calculation of his majesty, died in the night of the incident.

After reading the content recorded by Princess Haoyue, Yan Luoli sat down on the ground, with clear tears falling down her cheeks.

The crystal tears reflect the yellow light, which contains the grievance and sadness of attitude.

"Have a cup of tea, young master."

The little old man handed over the teacup at the right time, with a little worry in his eyes.

Yan Luoli looked up and took a long breath before taking the cup.

The warm cup in the palm of her hand gave her a moment of warmth.

"I What should I call you? "

It can be seen that he is an old man of his mother and must know a lot about the past.

On the way to take charge of dark spirit again, his help is indispensable.

"You're welcome, young Lord. I'm one of the four elders of the dark spirit, Jing."

The little old man was not polite either. He sat down across from Yan Luoli, and his eyes gradually became kind.

"Elder Jing."

Yan Luoli took a sip of tea and thought about it before she went on.

"How can I command the whole dark spirit organization like my mother?"

The voice is not big, but she is really confused. She still knows little about the organization that her mother has spent years building.

"Don't worry, young master. Old slave will arrange it."

The little old man said calmly, got up and looked on the bookshelf, took out an old pamphlet and gave it to Yan Luoli.

"It's all about the dark spirit. The little Lord should keep it in mind after he sees it."

"Good."

Yan Luoli took the book and after reading it, it was midnight.

She had other things to do, so she left the other exit of the darkroom.

The street was in chaos. The Yuhai Book Garden caught fire at night. It was in a remote place. When people found it, most of it had been reduced to ashes.

Silent night, because of this fire become particularly noisy.

Yan Luoli only looked back and flew towards the palace.

How can rumors be enough?

The guard of the imperial city was just like before. She easily went to Bixiao palace.

Although it's still a cold palace, it's much cleaner than when she came last time.

When she was still in King Jing's palace, she also heard that her majesty had visited her once, and then she sent a maid to serve her.

Floating into the courtyard, she locked Xiao mei'er's bedroom.With a wave of hand, the strong internal force turned into a strong wind and pushed the door open.

The maidservant who was guarding Xiao mei'er woke up first and looked at the door.

Only a black figure came in slowly. In the dark, she could feel the strong anger coming from the door.

"You, who are you?"

Words just export, Yan Luo glass hand silver needle flies out, hit in the handmaid's neck.

Her eyelids fell down along the edge of Xiao mei'er's bed.

"Xiao mei'er, I know you're awake. Come out."

Looking at the broken curtain, Yan Luoli stands there, and Sen Han's eyes are fixed on the vague figure behind the curtain.

Xiao mei'er was scared out of her mind. When she heard Yan Luoli's fate, she rolled down from the bed.

"You, you, are you a man or a ghost? I, I didn't hurt you. You have a head of injustice and a master of debt. You, go to someone else! "

She curled up to one side and said shivering, her head trying to get into her arms.

Yan Luoli squints her eyes. She actually knows that something has happened to her. It seems that even if she is in the cold palace, she has good news.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he laughed without any temperature.

"Xiao mei'er, I have a good thing to look for you."

The quiet voice was very cold in the night, and it was even more creepy to Xiao mei'er.

The body shrinks under the bed unceasingly, the mouth gently recites.

"Injustice has its head, debt has its owner, don't look for me, don't look for me, don't look for me..."

However, Yan Luoli didn't give her a chance to hide.

She quickly stepped forward and squeezed Xiao mei'er's chin, forcing her to raise her head.

With the other hand, she took out a dark blue gem pendant and shook it in front of her eyes.

"Xiao mei'er, don't be afraid. I'm not here to kill you..."

Her voice became gentle, with a strong penetration and charm.

Hearing her say this, Xiao mei'er seemed to be possessed. The fear on her face faded away and her eyes became dull.

"I know you hate the queen, so why don't we go to her first?"

Yan Luoli see time is almost, put away the pendant after the proposal.

"Hey, hey, good, good But the queen, she is not afraid of anything... "

Xiao mei'er's dull face showed a joyful smile, and turned to dim again.

"You know what she's afraid of the most."

Then Yan Luoli flew out of Bixiao palace with Xiao Meier, and landed in the courtyard of Kunhe palace in a moment.

To her surprise, Kunhe palace is much more depressed than Bixiao palace.

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