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"Did you see that in broad daylight?" Xuanyuan Zhi came back to his senses and suddenly stepped forward. He inadvertently stretched out his hands and pushed, causing the originally absent-minded little fellow to crash into the foot of the table. His legs stretched out and he fainted on the floor.

"Empress!" Empress, what's wrong with you? " Ling'er discovered that something was wrong and crouched down a step faster than Xuanyuan Qi. She probed her tiny breath and discovered that it was a little weak.

"Your Highness, the esteemed Empress's breathing is very weak. You should send the imperial physician over to take a look. If …" Facing Xuanyuan Qi's gaze that was once again filled with killing intent, Ling'er swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth.

"Wouldn't it be better if she died? If she died, the position of Crown Princess Consort would be yours." Xuanyuan Qi said with an expressionless face, but his gaze was already fixed on that small face.

After a closer look, he realized that this girl was not faking it. However, no one else entered the room. Just what happened to scare her to such an extent? He looked around vigilantly. Suddenly, a vague illusion flashed through his mind. His gaze fell on the mirror.

"Ling'er doesn't dare!" "Ling'er doesn't dare!" When Ling'er heard this, sweat broke out on her forehead, and she excitedly knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.

Ling'er's actions caused Xuanyuan Zhi to feel a little strange. He remembered the night she was sent here, she was still kneeling on the ground, begging for glory and wealth. There was no reason why the position of Crown Prince's consort would not be attractive.

Lowering his head to bend his waist, he lifted Ling'er's chin with his hand and carefully observed this seemingly delicate girl before him. His half-closed eyes revealed a faint killing intent.

Ling'er didn't dare to raise her head, even somewhat regretting that she had pleaded for a small favor. She rolled her eyes in panic, unable to hide the uneasiness in her heart.

"Are you afraid?" He sneered with a bit of suspicion and a bit of sarcasm.

After pausing for a moment, Xuanyuan Zhi said again, "How about, this prince bestows you with a side concubine, what do you think?" No... [No matter what, we must not disappoint the Crown Princess.] Hearing this, Ling'er became even more nervous, as if the love of this man in front of her was as terrifying as hell.

Staring fixedly at Ling'er, Xuanyuan Qi laughed instead of getting angry. Then, he stood up and walked to the entrance. He turned his head and said expressionlessly, "Then continue with your lowly life. If someone dies, you'll suffer misfortune. Find an imperial physician to come and see you!" After the footsteps had left, Ling'er raised her head to look at the figure that had already disappeared. Then, she lowered her head to look at the figure on the ground. Her tightly furrowed brows were unable to be dispelled.

Xiaoxiao also heard the sound of footsteps leaving. She opened her eyes, met Ling'er's gloomy gaze, sucked in a breath with a face full of fatigue, and then closed her eyes.

After his figure disappeared, the figure behind the fake mountain revealed a face. It was a face full of imperfections. If one were to call it a face, it would be more accurate to call it a mask. It was a terrifying mask that was difficult to describe with words. The man's eyes revealed a terrible calmness that would have sent chills down one's spine had it been night.

After the figure of the rouge hall disappeared, the figure behind the fake mountain revealed a face. It was a face full of imperfections. If one were to call it a face, it would be more accurate to call it a mask. It was a terrifying mask that was difficult to describe with words. The man's eyes revealed a terrible calmness that would have sent chills down one's spine had it been night.

Ling'er, on the other hand, had been quietly standing by Xiaoxiao's side, wholeheartedly taking on the role of a servant.

The cold palace was not cold, but it was cold.

It had been several sleepless nights since Xiaoxiao had seen her reflection in the mirror, even though she had always said to herself, "If you want to come, then come." However, she still felt uneasy. As long as she closed her eyes, her mind would be filled with that image.

"Empress, it is not good for your health to stay in the house like this all the time." Ling'er held the freshly brewed sweet water in her hands, carefully placing the items on the table.

"Yes!" Xiaoxiao thoughtfully nodded her head, lazily shifting her gaze to Ling'er's face.

Ling'er lowered her head. She always felt that her small gaze could see through a person's heart. Even though she was already used to living here, she still didn't dare to look straight into his eyes.

"That rouge palace …?" Xiaoxiao looked at Ling'er suspiciously.

In fact, she had wanted to ask Ling'er why that party had appeared in the bridal chamber, and what made a woman who didn't want to be a concubine give her virginity to a man who didn't love her, and then be very willing to be a servant.

However, as the words reached the tip of her tongue, she felt that it was not the time yet. She rolled her eyes and brought up the topic of the rouge palace.

Hearing that, Ling'er immediately turned around and walked out of the room. After looking around for a bit, she walked back into the house and closed the door. Raising her head, terror appeared in her eyes. Her pale little face furrowed in nervousness. After hesitating for a long time, she stammered, "Empress, it's best if you don't go there. I heard …" Hear what? " It would be a wonder if he didn't let her go. Furthermore, when she saw Ling'er's expression, her interest was immediately piqued. Unable to wait any longer, she shook Ling'er's shoulders and asked anxiously, "Tell me quickly!" I heard that place is a bit of a ruckus... Haunted! " Ling'er whispered, her expression still unable to conceal her fear and trepidation.

"Haunted?" As she repeated it, she couldn't help but replay the scene from that day in her mind. Suddenly, she took a cold breath and swallowed her saliva. She blinked her eyes as her curiosity was suppressed by the fear in her heart.

"A few nights before you entered the palace, Ling'er went to deliver something to the crown prince and coincidentally encountered a thief in the palace. When she passed the rouge hall, Ling'er saw a little girl run in. On the second day, I heard from the palace manager that someone had died in a dried up well behind the rouge palace. I specifically went to take a look, and the person who died was precisely the girl I bumped into that night. The more Xiaoxiao heard, the more scared she became. She couldn't help but ask, "Do you mean a well without water?" "Yes!" Ling'er solemnly nodded at Xiaoxiao. Her face was pale, and her body couldn't help but shiver as she still had that girl's appearance remaining in her mind.

Seeing Ling'er nod, her small face creased. A blurry image flashed in her mind, causing her to immediately mutter to herself confidently, "What is there to be afraid of? Since we've already died once, if it were King Yan, he would have already accepted us." "Empress, what did you say?" Ling'er could vaguely hear a sound coming from her little mouth, but she couldn't quite hear it clearly.

"It's fine, I've stayed in this room for too long, I should go out for a walk." Saying that, she tugged at her sleeves that were a bit too long, and without waiting for Ling'er's reply, she walked out of the door.

As a little girl, Ling'er could only follow behind, following the little steps towards the other courtyards.