Chapter 547: The Auspicious Empress Thousand Years Old (8)
She shrugged her shoulders indifferently. Zero was already very satisfied to be able to return to this world. Even if she had to pay a small 'price', she was happy with it.
"My man has gone to the battlefield now and won't be back for a while. I don't have the patience to wait in the palace. I will prepare a little tonight and I will go find him tomorrow. Soul boy, do you want to experience ancient times in the palace?
The majestic atmosphere of the imperial city, or come with me?"
The soul boy spent ten seconds to consider. This choice was very tempting on both sides. Without the shackles of the organization, her heart was like a wild horse that had escaped the reins. She had already flown to the horizon. She wanted to see everything she had never seen before.
one look.
Ancient battlefields, thousands of troops and horses, fighting with cold weapons, swords and blood, lying drunk on the battlefield.
She raised her hands and said, "I'll go with you."[
"Okay." Jixiang was not surprised. He responded softly and started to find some things that could be used on the road.
Haoran Palace had been renovated and decorated, and many things were not in their original places. After a long time of hard work, she couldn't find even one of the items she had used.
It was really thrown away thoroughly.
With the idea of giving it a try, she decided to go to the small study at the end of Haoran Hall to take a look. She used to spend most of her time there, and some semi-finished products were also piled there. She hoped that 'she' didn't
The sharp-eyed people found out and threw them away, otherwise Jixiang would really go crazy.
After walking through the tree-shaded path, the study was not lit with candles as usual, and the windows and doors were dark, making it look a little lonely.
As he got closer, four guards suddenly appeared from the darkness and blocked the way, "Your Majesty, please stay. The Emperor has decreed that no one is allowed to approach the small study."
Ji Xiang's black eyes were obviously filled with a lot of anger, and a trace of purple mist drifted through them, flickering dimly, "Can't I go too?"