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Sure enough, the moment they entered the palace, the little emperor was already waiting for them. Bing Lanyue said to the Mei Niang: "Mei Dong, your majesty must have some important matters, go and take a look."

It wasn't easy for the Mei Niang to come to the palace, but you can't make them unable to handle matters, right? In this life, although she was sixteen years old, her soul was not.

She still remembered the incident where the little Emperor ordered his subordinates to assassinate her. Maintaining a good relationship with all kinds of forces was the key to survival, such as the old lady from the Empress Dowager.

"Yes." The Mei Niang bowed and then walked towards the little emperor with a smile.

The emperor smiled and nodded at Bing Lanyue, then left hand in hand with the Mei Niang.

Bing Lanyue laughed, and went to copy the Diamond Sutra, and just as she entered the hall, she saw Prince Yi.

Prince Yi's eyes were shining like gems. Seeing Bing Lanyue's mouth twitch, she lowered her head, as if she was writing something.

"Why are you here?" Bing Lanyue seemed to be a little embarrassed as she lowered her head and indicated to Qing Qiu beside him. "You stay guard outside the hall."

Qing Qiu naturally agreed. She teasingly looked at Bing Lanyue with ill intentions and pursed her lips, "Yes."

"Why is His Royal Highness King Yi interested in writing here today?" Bing Lanyue stood still.

"I don't know why, but I always felt like I could see you today, so I waited here for you. "Here, take a look."

Look at what? Bing Lanyue stood on her tiptoes and squinted her eyes.

Prince Yi waved his hand and said, "It's fine if you go a little closer, I won't eat you anyway."

Bing Lanyue became even more embarrassed. Even though she knew that the person in front of him was not her boyfriend from her previous life, her heart was still filled with a sweet feeling, as if everything had returned to how it was before.

Stepping forward, she realized that there was a painting on the table in front of Prince Yi. The painting depicted a woman quietly standing in front of a pavilion with her hands hanging down, her face like peach blossoms, as she lowered her head slightly.

"The one with the most gentle head lowered was like a water lotus that could not be compared to the shyness of the cool breeze."

Bing Lanyue blurted out.

Prince Yi looked at Bing Lanyue in shock, and frowned slightly.

In the end, you are still the young miss of General's Estate. Prince Yi was full of praise.

On this continent, poetry was about flat rhymes, it was rare for them to be so fresh and refined as to be like vernacular vernacular. Prince Yi lifted his brush again, his left hand supported his sleeve while his right hand wrote a line on the left side of the painting.

Prince Yi put down his brush again, and asked: "What a great 'gentle' with your head lowered. Bing Ling, what do you think about the woman in the painting?"

Bing Lanyue nodded her head, touched her chin and said: "Very good, His Royal Highness King Yi, could it be that this isn't the person you like?"

"This is you." Prince Yi bent over, and gently blew the undried ink on the paper, as though it was done on purpose, on Prince Yi's lips close to the person's chest.

Bing Lanyue felt her chest going numb, and muttered: "You …"?

Prince Yi picked up the painting and shook it, then said: "I'll give it to you, I won't charge you money."

Bing Lanyue rolled her eyes, snatched the painting away, and said: "Does your Huang Sun Aristocrat have nothing better to eat, and paint all the time?"

"Then are you full as well?"

A cold voice came from outside.

When the cold voice came from outside, Bing Lanyue frowned, then quickly rolled up the painting and stuffed it into her chest, saying: "You're still alive huh?"

The Prince Yi cupped his hands and said: "Why has Sir Jun Fei come here today? Empress Dowager is not...?

However, his expression was still stubborn as he said: "His Royal Highness King Yi, Empress Dowager does have an order, I have already done it, do you want me to report the matter regarding the Qiuyun Nation envoys to Your Highness?"

Monarch Moli's words were a little aggressive, as though he was pulling at twenty to eighty thousand. Bing Lanyue glared at him fiercely, but his killing power was limited, and before he could even reach Monarch Moli's body, he was blocked by the nameless anger in his body.

"Hahahaha, Master Jun Fei sure knows how to joke around, of course you have to report to Empress Dowager." Prince Yi cupped his hands and said, "This king still has other official matters. Goodbye."

After he finished speaking, he winked at Bing Lanyue and said, "I'll wait for you."

Bing Lanyue felt extremely sweet in her heart. She thought back to her first love affair with her ex-boyfriend in her previous life. If her ex-boyfriend had also said that she was waiting for her, she probably would have felt less regret, right?

Prince Yi casually waved his fan and left, leaving only Monarch Moli and Bing Lanyue in the hall. Bing Lanyue immediately prepared to write down the Diamond Sutra.

"You did it on purpose." Monarch Moli squinted his eyes, suppressing the anger in his heart.

"There's no need to intentionally do this. As long as I see the Prince Yi, I will do it." Bing Lanyue confronted him with equal harshness.

"Humph!" Monarch Moli let out a cold snort, and then, he began to undress, causing Bing Lanyue's heart to tremble with fear. Could this fellow be …?

Just as she was about to call for help, she saw a thick white cloth wrapped diagonally around his chest. On the white cloth on his chest, traces of scarlet blood could be faintly seen.

Bing Lanyue pouted and said: "What? "Do you want to gain sympathy in front of me?"

Monarch Moli ignored her sarcasm and ridicule. He removed the bloodstained white cloth from his chest, revealing a sinister wound. Wait, dumplings?

Bing Lanyue subconsciously swallowed, but in Monarch Moli's eyes, she thought that it was because the little girl in front of him was afraid.

Monarch Moli pointed to his own wounds and asked: "Do you believe that these wounds were made by the Prince Yi?"

Bing Lanyue looked at Monarch Moli with contempt and said: "His Royal Highness King Yi is gentle and elegant, how can you possibly have the power to kill him?"

The wound on Monarch Moli's chest began to faintly ache, the pain spreading all the way to his heart. Perhaps the pain in his wound was far less intense than the pain in his heart.

He once again wrapped the white cloth around himself and silently put on his clothes. Finally, after a moment of silence, he asked, "Am I going to make you look down on me like this?"

Bing Lanyue did not dare look at Monarch Moli's eyes, and lowered her head: "Can you tell me what happened?"

She touched the picture on her chest, not believing, and not willing to believe that the Prince Yi's slender body contained a cruel heart.

Monarch Moli thought for a moment, then said: "A few days ago, I accepted the Empress Dowager's decree to welcome the Qiuyun Nation's envoy. You should also know that in the war between Great Ling Dynasty, my Great Ling Dynasty was defeated, and the Qiuyun Nation Demon Capital wanted to marry you.

What? What khan want to marry me?

Bing Lanyue was a little flustered. As a bookworm, she did not limit herself to drawing knowledge from books, and had even understood from many aspects, that the heart of a non-member of the race must be different. In this world, the strong preys on the weak.

When did the khan know me? You want to marry me?

Bing Lanyue tried to recall something urgent, but she couldn't recall anything. When had her body ever met that whatever sweat?

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you." Monarch Moli said with determination, "I will definitely not let the Demonic City's Khan succeed."

Bing Lanyue did not hear him at all. She was just thinking: Was the Prince Yi going to assassinate him? Then does Prince Yi not want him to marry into the Qiuyun Nation? If that was the case, did it mean that the Prince Yi liked him? That's right, there was also this picture, Bing Lanyue could feel a wave of heat spreading out from the bottom of her heart.

"Prince Yi didn't want to assassinate you, but that emissary. Even though you said that you wanted to protect me, you went to meet that emissary. Monarch Moli, how do you expect me to believe you?" Bing Lanyue felt as though she had fallen into a deep abyss, her face trembled for a moment, before she looked at Monarch Moli once again.

In this world, she didn't want to fight. It would be great if she could be a happy little foodie. But, she kept getting sucked into this whirlpool again and again.

"It's not what you think!" Monarch Moli said angrily: "Are you stupid?"

"I am very foolish, but I am not stupid enough to think that I am a good person. It is hard to tell who is a bad person!" Bing Lanyue was no longer in the mood to copy the Diamond Sutra, and directly walked past Monarch Moli.

Unexpectedly, she felt her body involuntarily move backwards horizontally.

"You …" Just as Bing Lanyue was about to struggle free, a warm aura covered her lips.

Monarch Moli arrogantly kissed her on the lips. She opened his eyes wide and looked at the blurry face in front of his, and suddenly thought of something: Kissing is the most ruthless thing between lovers.

Her mind was in a mess, Monarch Moli had already let go of her.

Bing Lanyue pouted her red lips and glared at Monarch Moli: "Doing this, can only make me hate you even more!?"

The light of her hatred made Monarch Moli's heart ache.

"Then so be it. Hatred is more unforgettable than love. If I can't make you love me, then I will make you hate me!" Monarch Moli said indifferently, but the clothes in front of him were faintly leaking out a scarlet color.

"Rascal!" Bing Lanyue wiped her lips fiercely and ignored Monarch Moli, turning to leave.

Monarch Moli was the only one left facing the empty great hall, his expression uncertain. His cold eyes shone with a dark and cold aura, even colder than the cold and gloomy atmosphere of the great hall.

Bing Lanyue walked out of the hall with a solemn face.

Qing Qiu carefully moved closer and said, "Just now, a Magus came and mumbled something about Taibai Jinxing. Miss, is there something …?"

"Divine Rod!" Bing Lanyue snorted: "I'm afraid that Divine Rod is tired of living, I asked you to find out if there was any news from Imperial Concubine Li."

Qing Qiu hurriedly replied, "I heard from the two palace maids that His Majesty hasn't been to the Imperial Concubine Li for a few days, and that the imperial harem is in a flurry of discussion."

Bing Lanyue asked: "What are you talking about?"

Qing Qiu peeked at the young miss' expression, but unfortunately, Bing Lanyue still didn't have any expression. She narrowed her eyes, but he could not see her eyes clearly.