Ancient natural disasters, walking sideways in the maximum level space!

A sudden spring thunder roared out of nowhere!

As soon as these words came out, a trace of panic appeared visibly on An Ruyu's face.

She pretended to be calm and resisted the urge to scratch her cheek.

"Your Highness...what does this mean? Ruyu doesn't understand."

Prince Rong calmly stood up from the bed, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's, staring intently at the woman lying on the ground.

With a slight movement of his fingers, Mo Yu obeyed the order and dragged a maid in.

It was thrown to the ground with a cold and hard bang.

"Does Angege recognize this person?"

An Ruyu looked at the woman facing her in horror.

The latter was covered in blood, and only his face was vaguely recognizable.

That's her maid, Lu Ju!

At this moment, he only had one breath left, and the finger bones of both hands were abnormally bent.

It was actually broken alive!!

His eyes were slightly narrowed, and his dark, lifeless eyes looked straight at her.

An Ruyu was now cold from head to toe, and even the extreme itchiness on her body had subsided a lot.

"No...no...I don't know her!" The woman's nails were covered in blood, and she kept backing away on the ground.

"Really? Isn't she your personal slave Luju? ...or...it would be more accurate to call her Lai Na."

"Third brother, who is Lai Na?" Prince An was still immersed in this scene and had not come back to his senses, and he subconsciously replied.

"Prince An, Laina is from southern Xinjiang." Mo Yu answered expressionlessly.

Southern Xinjiang?? !!

He is actually from southern Xinjiang!

"Laina is from southern Xinjiang? Then...she?" Yao Chi covered her mouth, a thought arose.

Prince Rong stood up and walked step by step to An Ruyu.

Bending over, he looked straight at her.

"Isn't that right? Saint of Southern Border?"

The crowd was in an uproar.

The development of things far exceeded Jiang Yue's expectations.

She also widened her eyes in disbelief.

Before, she did suspect that An Ruyu had colluded with Southern Xinjiang and wanted to provoke civil strife between the two countries.

Thus, the unspeakable secret of southern Xinjiang is revealed.

Unexpectedly, An Ruyu's identity was so explosive.

She... is actually the Saint of Southern Xinjiang?

Thinking of something, Jiang Yue looked outside the tent.

She remembered... Prince Shou's mother seemed to be the previous Saint of Southern Xinjiang?

Will that implicate Prince Shou?

The woman on the ground heard King Rong expose her identity and shook her head, refusing to admit it.

"Your Highness, what are you talking about? How could I possibly be from Southern Xinjiang? Or a saint? No! I don't know anyone from Southern Xinjiang..."

Before she could finish her words, a cold-blooded man threw several letters in front of her, and the letter paper had turned yellow.

She opened the letter with trembling hands, and it clearly stated that An Ruyu was the illegitimate daughter of the King of England's daughter and the current head of the Bai family in southern Xinjiang.

At that time, the King of England announced to the public that his daughter and her family had unfortunately suffered an accident.

Only one daughter was left.

They felt sorry for their young daughter who had no one to take care of her, so they took her in to take care of her.

Then he trained her to be the queen.

The world only knows that An Ruyu is the granddaughter of the King of England.

But no one knew that she was also the only daughter of the head of the Nanjiang family.

The next Saint of Southern Border.

The current Queen Mother of Southern Xinjiang is her aunt.

It's not that she is colluding with Nanjiang, but that she has been a chess piece planted by Nanjiang in Daxia since she was a child.

The intention is to confuse the bloodline of Daxia.

Find a way to marry the heir of Daxia and give birth to a child with the blood of Southern Xinjiang.

Then Nanjiang will support this child to inherit the throne and seize Daxia together.

! !

It's simply heartless! !

"Your Highness, what is the Southern Border Saint? I really don't understand. Please don't scare me..."

An Ruyu bit the inside of her lips tightly, tasting the sweet and fishy taste like rust, but she refused to admit it.

"Rong'er, is she really the Saint of Southern Xinjiang?" Concubine Liang looked for a long time, the teacup in her hand had gone cold, and she looked back and forth at the two of them.

"Mother, An Ruyu is the only daughter of the head of the Bai family in Southern Xinjiang. She is also the next Saint. She has been lurking in the Prince of Ying's palace since she was young, with the goal of confusing the bloodline of the Great Xia royal family."

Prince Rong said this as he tore open An Ruyu's clothes.

He grabbed her hair and, ignoring the woman's screams, exposed the back of her neck.

Everyone could clearly see a red mandala pattern behind the woman's right side.

Fiery red and gorgeous.

Everyone knows that the Saint of Southern Xinjiang has a pattern on her body.

It is passed down from generation to generation and only to saints.

Jiang Yue clenched her fingers tightly.

So, Prince Shou’s mother also has a pattern on her body?

that……

Will Prince Shou be considered a product of Southern Xinjiang’s attempt to confuse the bloodline of Daxia?

For a moment, Jiang Yue couldn't help but worry about Prince Shou's situation.

Emperor Mingde slammed the table and stood up, his voice filled with anger.

"Great! She's indeed the Saint of Southern Border! She's been planning this for so many years, what a clever trick!"

Prince Rong shook off the hair in his hand, took the handkerchief handed to him by Mo Yu, and wiped his fingers slowly.

"If anyone still doesn't believe it, you might as well ask my second brother to come over and identify it."

After Prince Rong said this, everyone remembered that Prince Shou's mother was once a saint.

What about Prince Shou?

Emperor Mingde glanced at Prince Rong with an unclear expression.

I feel a little irritated.

Prince Rong shouldn't have thought of touching Prince Shou.

He immediately waved his hand in a bad tone, "No need to call Prince Shou over, I can identify him."

Concubine Liang's expression changed slightly.

When she entered the palace, Prince Shou's mother had already passed away, so naturally she had never seen her true appearance.

I only heard from the old people in the palace that Concubine Bai was a kind person.

She never put on airs and liked to chat and laugh with the palace maids.

Bai Fei once said that she was very satisfied with her current life.

Peace and ease.

She was also very grateful to the emperor for saving her from that evil den.

The two also have a sincere relationship.

Emperor Mingde must know the physical characteristics of the person sleeping next to him.

But I didn’t expect that after so many years, Emperor Mingde still hadn’t forgotten it.

Considering all these years, Emperor Mingde was very caring towards Prince Shou.

It can be imagined that Prince Shou's mother was very doted on at that time.

At this moment, her heart felt sour, but she also knew it.

There's no way I could argue with a dead person.

The living can never compete with the dead.

Besides, Emperor Mingde has treated her very well over the years.

You should be content with yourself.

While his thoughts were racing, Emperor Mingde personally examined the pattern on An Ruyu's neck.

A familiar pattern came into view, and memories of his time with Bai Fei flooded into his mind.

My eyes felt a little sore and I almost cried.

Emperor Mingde tried hard to calm down and nodded.

"Yes, this is indeed a pattern unique to the Saint of Southern Border."

Jiang Yue subconsciously bit her nails, thinking quickly in her mind how to help Prince Shou.

At this time, she herself hadn't thought about why she cared so much about Prince Shou.

Emperor Mingde sat back at the head of the table, looked at Prince Rong who was dressed, and spoke in a calm voice.

"So, what else did Prince Rong find out?"

King Rong gave a look and Mo Yu drove out all the irrelevant people in the tent.

Prince Rong knelt on one knee and clasped his hands together.

"Father, I have found out that... my second brother has been in contact with An Ruyu."

Emperor Mingde paused while drinking his tea, and his eyes suddenly became sharp when he looked at Prince Rong.

"Impossible! Is there any evidence?"

Prince Rong remained neither humble nor arrogant, his gaze unwavering. "The Southern Xinjiang people have privately contacted my second brother many times. I wonder what they discussed. After all, my second brother is also of the Southern Xinjiang and Daxia bloodline...which fits in with the Southern Xinjiang conspiracy."