The road was long and the sun was turning thousands of times. Shui Jingxue was lying on the couch of the carriage and began to think about how she got the injury on her wrist.
She can feel someone following her
Why didn't she feel anything when someone came to take her blood?
Did someone deliberately cast some spell to make her unconscious?
After thinking about it, my mind is still confused and I can't come up with any clues.
The light dust is flying and dancing on the official road, the red flowers and green trees reflect people, the Fengming Kingdom is in the far south...
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Dongchi Kingdom Palace
Fengyi Palace moved into a pregnant woman, and the palace maid called her empress.
Xiaodie and Qing'er were once maids who served Shui Jingxue. They were shocked and helpless when they saw a woman who looked exactly like Shui Jingxue becoming their new master.
This woman spoke in a sinister tone, and looked very gentle at first glance. However, when they did something that didn't go as she wanted, she always had a cold smile in her eyes.
The second little palace maid was so frightened that she even became Weiwei.
Although this empress has the same appearance as the previous empress, there is something so strange about it that makes people talk about it.
"What's going on? The previous empress left, and here comes another one who is exactly the same?"
"It's so evil, it's better to say less!"
"Yes, not to mention that Empress is still pregnant with Liujia. Hey, did Empress Shui run away because of this popularity?"
Several long-tongued palace maids were discussing in low voices in the imperial garden. Suddenly, one palace maid's face changed drastically and she looked ahead in horror.
All the maids raised their heads and looked at the man who suddenly fell from the sky. They were so frightened that they knelt down with a bang.
"This slave is here to see the Emperor... This slave deserves to die, please forgive me..."
The man stared at them with deep eyes and left without a word.
The faces of the maids were pale and they were sweating profusely. Fortunately, the emperor did not blame them, otherwise... no matter how many lives he lost, it would not be enough for the emperor to vent his anger.
Moreover, during this period, the emperor was really weird
Duanmu Jifeng walked towards Fengyi Palace with a dark face
It was dusk, and he had to come here every day to check on that woman to prevent anything unexpected from happening.
Xiaoyu was lying on the couch, petting the cat nestled next to her.
Duanmu Jifeng's expression softened. Looking at the face that was exactly the same as Shui Jingxue's, he felt mixed feelings in his heart.