The female master reported to the palace master, the master is favored by the road

With a wave of his hand, the long whip wrapped around Chen Bei's hand and pulled it.

Chen Bei raised his knife-holding hand because of Linglong's strength and blocked the fatal blow.

Bang——

The sharp sound of weapons clashing broke the silence.

A flash of red appeared and the smell of blood filled the air.

All the people who appeared in the bookstore fell to the ground one by one. Within ten breaths, no one standing in the bookstore was spared except Ji Lanhuang.

Linglong retracted the whip and threw it casually on the table. She picked up the ceramic cup with her fingertips and took a sip of tea.

Chen Bei looked at the fiery red fox walking towards him with elegant steps in astonishment, and swallowed his saliva. As expected of the master, a fox with such powerful killing power was willing to follow the master.

When the fox was more than three steps away from its master, Chen Bei blocked the fox's steps.

Huo Yi's puzzled gaze followed the black boots upwards.

Facing a pair of doubtful light brown eyes, Chen Bei explained: "The master doesn't like others to get close to him."

Huo blinked, and thought about how when he first arrived, his master was indeed some distance away from him, so he gave up the idea of ​​getting closer to his master.

But I feel a little sad.

Thinking about it, he tilted his head and looked at the purple aura that was so thick that he couldn't see the person sitting on the couch. If he could be by the master's side, his cultivation would definitely double his growth rate.

Linglong ignored the little fox's scorching gaze and leisurely played with the teacup in her hand.

Nan Yi, who had just returned from work, saw the secret guards lying on the ground in the bookstore. His heart tightened and he took out a flare and fired it, then flashed to the side of the empress.

Looking at the calm empress, he asked nervously, "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

As soon as he finished speaking, several powerful masked figures in black appeared in the bookstore.

Although Chen Bei and Huo Yi's postures are lazy, if you look closely you can still see their defensiveness from their movements.

The bookstore was filled with the smell of blood, and the situation was tense.

Ji Lanhuang waved her hands, her voice gentle and calm: "It's okay, take them down for treatment."

Nan Yi, who was stunned by the exquisite face, responded respectfully, "Yes, Your Majesty." Then he made a well-trained hand gesture, and the eleven guards behind him moved.

Linglong sipped the tea gracefully without changing her movements, and said calmly, "Mingsha, take Huo and go wash it."

Smell of blood.

Mingsha turned sideways to face Linglong and raised his hand to salute: "Yes."

Linglong put down the teacup, turned her head to look at the woman who looked majestic without being angry, and asked calmly: "What brings the Queen of Nanling to visit my small bookstore?"

There was no mention of Ji Dijin, whom the empress had just mentioned.

Ji Lanhuang smiled and said, "I am sorry for coming here uninvited."

Looking at the dazzling smile on the other person's face, Linglong really wanted to kill him.

But if the empress of a country died in such a chaotic time, it would only bring trouble to herself.

Noticing the tension between the two, Nan Yi silently moved a chair and placed it behind the noble empress.

How could the personal shadow guard who had accompanied the empress throughout her growth not see that the empress cared about her daughter very much, which was why she tolerated her rudeness?

But she is different. How can a female emperor of a country be treated so despised?

Linglong said nothing, not caring about the actions of the person in front of her. She took the soul-calming bead from her wrist and played with it on her fingertips.

Ji Lanhuang sat down, looked at Linglong's actions, and asked directly: "Child, where is your father?"

Linglong paused while turning the beads and raised her eyes. "Who are you to inquire about my father?"

Ji Lanhuang's face was calm and gentle, but her tone was still gentle: "I am your mother."

Linglong lowered her eyes to hide the murderous intent in them, and said calmly: "I don't have a mother, and I haven't even seen my father."

He picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip. "Are you satisfied with this answer? Empress Nanling!"

Hearing the other party's distant and murderous attitude, Ji Lanhuang subconsciously clenched her hands on the chair handles, and her voice was hoarse: "Where did he go?"

With a snap, the sound of the cup breaking suddenly rang out.

She actually had the nerve to ask.

Linglong took out a handkerchief expressionlessly, wiped the water stains on her hands, and said in a cold tone: "After being poisoned by the Three Flowers Powder, where do you think my father can go?"

The last glimmer of hope in Ji Lanhuang's eyes was shattered, his face turned pale, and he fell back on the chair in a daze.

He murmured, "Impossible, Yu'er can't just leave like this." As he repeated this, a feeling of depression surged into his heart, his throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Your Majesty! Find the imperial physician quickly." Seeing this, Nan Yi, who was hiding in the dark, appeared beside the empress again and gave a cold order to the dark.

Your Majesty vomited blood several times, and I'm afraid your holy body is damaged.

Linglong watched the scene expressionlessly.

Nan Yi thought of Linglong at this time. He turned his head and was about to scold her, but he was met with a pair of cold and merciless eyes.

Suddenly, Nan Yi couldn't say anything harsh. She had no right, and even the Empress had no right.

Sanhua Powder! How much suffering will the princess have to endure if she wants to survive?

Ji Lanhuang wiped the blood from the corner of her lips with a handkerchief and looked at Linglong with red eyes: "You are my daughter, this is a fact that cannot be changed, I will compensate you."

Linglong looked at Ji Lanhuang calmly: "Is it interesting?"

"Ahem... I owe you and your daughter this. Even if you want this Nanling, as long as you say..."

"Heh..." Linglong chuckled lightly, her words cold and indifferent: "Empress Nanling, do you think I care about a dynasty that can be destroyed at any time?"

Nan Yi's expression changed drastically, and he shouted, "How dare you."

Linglong didn't care about Nan Yi. She stood up. The pressure from her body no longer subsided. The black clothes she wore looked darker and colder as she walked.

"Insolent? If I were to act insolently, the entire Nanling and even the entire mortal realm would be at my mercy."

He stood five steps away from Ji Lanhuang, looked down at her, and said softly: "Nanling Queen, I hope you don't give me the opportunity to destroy the entire Nanling."

After the voice fell, he walked away.

After Linglong left, the pressure on Nan Yi's chest dissipated. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips and checked on the empress in panic.

Ji Lanhuang spat out another mouthful of blood, retracted his gaze from the direction where Linglong disappeared, and waved his hand, "Go back."

She understood what her daughter meant. If Linglong found out that Yu'er's death was related to her, Linglong would definitely kill her without hesitation.

Nan Yi suppressed his lingering fear, looked at the pale face of the empress, and said with indignation: "Your Majesty, the princess is so disrespectful..."

Ji Lanhuang regained her gentle smile and stood up: "I have let Yu'er down. It was my fault after all. If it weren't for my filial piety and morality, dying in her hands would be considered atonement."

Nan Yi knelt on the ground, his tone sad: "Your Majesty, you also had your own difficulties at the beginning."

"If you are wrong, you are wrong. No matter how much you say, it is just an excuse. Go back!"

After a while, the bookstore returned to silence again.

Linglong's figure came out from behind the bookshelf, looked at the direction the group left, and said lightly: "Ming Si, use incense to tidy up the bookstore."

Chen Bei, who was holding the firefox's mouth like a child in the dark, responded, "Yes, Master."

As soon as the imprisoned fire was released, the moment it landed, it turned around and bared its teeth at Chen Bei.

squeak--

"You stinky human are getting bolder and bolder."

He actually dared to tie himself up in such a humiliating manner. If it weren't for the master, this man would definitely be dying.

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