The Queen Empress stood behind Jiyue Zimo and said coldly. Jiyue Zimo turned around and looked at the Queen quietly. She never forgot to teach me a lesson and give me some color, but she forgot about her.
What kind of person you are.
"Empress, I call you Empress to respect you. If you don't ask your minions to get out of the way, you will be responsible for the consequences." Jiyue Zimo said calmly to Lan Wuhen, but there was an aggressive tone in Yingying's little mouth.
He said to the Queen.
"I want to see what you are capable of?" The Empress made a look on her face, and immediately, the two palace maids quickly grabbed her hands, each took out an embroidery needle, and pricked it down hard.
It was too late, but it was too soon. Lan Wuhen's flute flew over and knocked the embroidery needles from the hands of the two palace maids one by one. Seeing this, Jiyue Zimo just smiled lightly, and she turned around slowly,
He looked at the Queen silently, it was too cruel to think of using such a trick.
"Queen, would you like to have a taste of embroidery needles?"
Jiyue Zimo bent down and picked up the embroidery needle that fell on the ground. She looked at the tip of the needle intently, and then glanced at the Queen. This time, if I don't teach you a lesson, you really want to crawl away.
Are you trying to show off your power over me?
Lan Wuhen looked at Jiyue Zimo, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face. She was indeed different from other women.
"Lan Wuhen, stay in the prince's palace at night."
Jiyue Zimo warmly invited her, raised her fragrant finger in the air, and with a bang, two embroidery needles suddenly flashed with silver light and penetrated into the Queen's body. Queen Concubine Lan and Queen Jin were dumbfounded.
This is not good, it is too ostentatious.
Jiyue Zimo gently raised her hand in front of the Queen and Lan Wuhen, and a series of pear petals fell down like rain, lying quietly on the ground.
"Lan Wuhen, let's go."
Jiyue Zimo slowly walked around the crowd and came to Lan Wuhen's side. Behind her were the crazy concubines and the screaming empress. Don't you want to give me a silver needle? Then try it yourself first.
Taste it, don’t tell me what to do.
Taiwong
Murong Ling came to the Crown Prince's uterus again. She didn't understand why it had been so long and there was no news about the Crown Princess. She was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
"Princess, Miss Murong is waiting for you."
As soon as you arrived at the gate of the Prince's Palace, you heard the announcement from the palace maid, and Jiyue Zimo smiled brightly. Now, you can't wait any longer.
"Lan Wuhen, if you have nowhere to go, you are welcome to stay here."
Jiyue Zimo said openly, although the Tai Palace is Duanmushu's territory, if I were willing, I could build a fantasy city here.
"Are you the Crown Princess?" Lan Wuhen asked puzzledly, how could he recruit such a Crown Princess? She is so generous and informal.
"It doesn't matter whether I am the princess or not. What is important is that I treat you as a friend. Are you willing to hit my friend?" Jiyue Zimo raised her little face and looked at Lan Liansheng with great pride. If you are willing
, I will let you keep that memory. If you don't want to, you will probably forget it.
"I do." Lan Wuhen responded excitedly, she is a friend.
And most importantly, she knows magic.
"Okay, you can join in as you like, and I'll go meet the guests." In Jiyue Zimo's heart, she did not regard Murong Ling as a friend. Maybe it was the previous memory that was causing trouble, or maybe it was because Chonglou was up to something.
