Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

Mu Lanxun looked at the old and blurry portrait in his hand, and could only vaguely make out that it was a young couple.

The two of them looked at each other with affection, their eyes focused and without a trace of impurities.

Chun Geng replied that this was the third emperor and empress of Shangli Kingdom.

Everyone knows that the third emperor had only one empress and one concubine in his life. Empress Wen Yiling gave birth to three sons for him, but the imperial concubine had no children.

Historical records show that Empress Wen Yiling disappeared for more than a year at the age of 48, and then died soon after. Emperor Xiaozun followed her half a year later.

He closed his eyes and thought carefully. His sister looked like Queen Wen Yiling...so she must be closely related to her.

if……

However, the ages obviously don't match, so it definitely can't be a daughter.

Another generation later, granddaughter?

If that's the case... He calculated carefully and it was very likely.

He chuckled, his sister really has a very important background!

There is no record of my sister's closest parents on the royal jade disc, so my sister's identity cannot be made public.

Therefore, Emperor Qi Zhao could only give her the status of a princess.

"Master, the young lady is staying in the palace." Yuan Ri had just received the news and came to report.

Mu Lanxun looked up at him. Wasn’t Emperor Qi Zhao’s blatant favoritism a bit too much?

"What was announced to the public was that Princess Biying and the young lady shared similar interests and she invited the young lady to stay overnight."

"Yeah." He responded and stopped talking.

A breeze blew, and the autumn wind at night brought a hint of winter. Feng Xili shivered all over and was woken up by the cold.

She opened her eyes and looked around in confusion. This was not her Lanshang Garden!

My room is not that big, and the nanmu screen with a hint of golden light looks very noble. The delicate beauty couch and the exquisite eight-immortal table are all very unfamiliar to me.

She got out of bed and walked to the window, and the memories of the day began to return little by little.

The eldest princess is really older than you!

Did she fall asleep after drinking the medicine prescribed by the imperial physician? Emperor Qi Zhao was really kind, letting her sleep carefree in the palace.

She felt that this princess was more popular than any other prince or princess.

She leaned on the window frame, looking at the inner courtyard of the palace on a dark and windy night.

That’s not right. Aren’t there guards patrolling in this palace in the middle of the night?

I lay by the window for a long time but didn't see a single person, not even the night watchman.

She felt uneasy, but she didn't dare to move around. Just as she was about to close the window that was blowing in the cold wind, she heard a clear rejection: "I won't."

Where does that sound come from? Is there someone next door?

"He had no intention of competing with you, so why do you have to kill him?" There was stubbornness in the voice, it was a woman's voice.

There was a crisp sound of "bang", and then something seemed to fall to the ground.

After a while, the voice came again: "No! He has suffered enough for us! How can you be so heartless?"

Feng Xili had walked out at some point, followed the sound to find the tightly closed door, squatted under the window and eavesdropped carefully.

Please! Can you be less vague? Who is he? Can you name him? Or at least reveal his identity!

"Hmm!" A low cry brought her back to her senses. What happened inside?

Why does it feel like forcing a good woman into prostitution?

There should be two people in the room, but why can she only hear one person's voice?

Is someone intentionally lowering his voice, or is he mute?

Could it be that they were deliberately luring me into this? Just as she was analyzing the current situation, the people in the house suddenly ran away. There was the sound of clothes being torn, the woman's suppressed cries for help, and even the sound of "puffing, puffing".

Feng Xili's scalp tingled when she heard this. She stood up slightly and vaguely saw through the window that a man was pressing a woman down on the table.

A cold and sinister laugh came from her, and she widened her eyes in shock. What was this beast doing?

She stood up suddenly with a start, but suddenly there was a bustling sound of footsteps behind her. Before she could look back, the door of the room was kicked open.

With a loud "bang", the door panel shattered into pieces, and the two people in the room were shocked.

The man turned his head slightly and glanced at the door. When he saw the bright yellow color, the corners of his mouth curled up, and then he jumped out of the window from the other side and escaped at lightning speed.

Feng Xili stood there stiffly, Mu Mu?

Although she only tilted her head a little to the side and caught a glimpse of the tip of Mu Mu's nose, Mu Mu's face had already been deeply engraved in her mind, and she could recognize it even with just the tip of his nose!

Impossible! How could it be Mu Mu! Absolutely impossible!

"Yin'er!!" Before she could finish her shock, a voice even more shocked than hers resounded through the sky.

She turned her head and looked over. Your Majesty?

The courtyard that was empty just now was now full of people, and the palace maids and guards almost surrounded the room.

"Yin'er! Wake up and look at me!" There was a hint of sob in Emperor Qi Zhao's sad voice. He looked at the woman in his arms who was lost and found again, and then lost again. A strong fire burst out from the bottom of his dark eyes.

"Bring Mu Lanxun to me!!" The loud shout frightened Feng Xili as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. She stood there gasping for breath, and suddenly found that these people seemed to be unable to see her.

She was standing by the window, a grown-up person, but no one came forward to ask her questions.

what happened?

"Your Majesty!" she shouted, but still no one noticed her.

Only then did she realize that the woman in Qi Zhaodi's arms was covered in blood, her limp body lying there, and no matter how she shouted, there was no movement.

She covered her mouth outside the window and watched Emperor Qi Zhao calling the woman in his arms frantically. He even ignored the emperor's majesty and kept kissing her face, but his tightly closed eyes still did not open.

Emperor Qi Zhao closed his eyes in despair. When he opened them again, there was no tenderness in them, only a bone-chilling coldness.

"Summon King Chu Xuan, Chu Beiling, into the hall and notify the generals of the East and West camps to prepare for battle!" As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the room knelt down in fear.

"Your Majesty, please think twice. This matter has not been investigated yet..." The chief guard beside him was stabbed in the throat by Emperor Qi Zhao's sword before he could finish his words.

Everyone was shaking like a sieve, lowering their heads and not daring to speak.

Feng Xili suppressed her uneasiness and frowned in thought, who was the man who escaped?

The woman's two rejections must have angered him, so he killed her.

Judging from the woman’s reply, the two should know each other, but why did he frame Mu Mu?

Moreover, she looked around again and even walked into the house, but these people still ignored her and did not react to her at all.

Is it that my soul has left my body?

A sudden flash of inspiration came to her mind. Could it be that this was a dream?

As soon as this thought came to her mind, everything around her started to spin and blur. She was shocked. Was this really a dream?

She quickly looked towards the woman in Emperor Qi Zhao's arms, but her vision was blurry. She only heard a voice from outside: "Your Majesty, Mu Lanxun's whereabouts are unknown."

She turned around suddenly, but could see nothing. All that remained in her mind was Qi Zhaodi's desperate laughter and the woman's pink shoes embroidered with lotus flowers.