But she had to enter the palace, and she had to find the will left by her mother first. The Zhou Dynasty had a monopoly system. Even if the emperor had no sons, the princess had to succeed him. Unfortunately, Murong Chenzhe took the lead.
After discussing with the ministers, he took over Qianjia's kingdom and killed Qianxun's biological mother. Everything was done flawlessly.
In early winter, the weather was not very cold, and the wind was gentle, blowing off the leaves in front of the temple.
This time, Murong Chenzhe chose five maids, one eunuch, and three menial servants for Qianxun, treating her like a distinguished guest.
"Put this screen over there!"
"These jewels should be put into the Zhenzhen Pavilion first!"[
The eunuch who was chosen to serve Qianxun arranged all the things given by Murong Chenzhe. Qianxun gave a piece of silver and asked all the maids to leave.
Xia Zhibai and others were sitting in the hall, looking at this gorgeous hall, it was as if they were in a dream. It has been more than two years, but this place is still the same, as if people were suddenly transported back to the past.
Fengchun was sitting farthest away from Qianxun. Qianxun glanced at him and felt sad. He was definitely going to give up on her. How could she be so shameless as to beg him again and again?
Before, Qianxun also hinted to him many times to return to her, but he pretended not to understand.
Sometimes Feng Canglun intervened and interrupted the conversation between the two.
"Xun'er, now that you have returned to the palace, are you going to look for the queen's will?" Xia Zhibai was the first to break the calm where Qian Xun was sitting.
Qianxun nodded, "Although you can take back the things from this palace without a decree, I still want to convince those bitches!"
Back then, those dog officials who supported Murong Chenzhe's rise to power were all corrupt, perverting the law, and greedy for life and fear of death. If Qianxun came to power, he would definitely deal with those guys first.
However, with the holy decree at hand, it is possible to silence the crowd, and... to make the people submit and submit, this is the skill.
"Xiao Xunxun, once you come back, Murong Chenzhe will definitely not let you go. If the will is not found, he will..."
"Nangong Xi, do you still think that I am a three-year-old child or the stupid princess of the day? He wants to touch this palace? What a dream!" Qianxun sneered. Nangong Xi scratched his hair and thought deeply, but it seemed that he was too worried.