Well, this was not something he cared about, and to prevent misidentification, he decided to take her back and let the wizard Feng Yuzhe study it to see if the colored stone around her neck was the Holy Spirit Stone.
"How about I give you a name."
Name? Eleven looked up and looked at the man in surprise.
"Just call it Eleven."
He was overbearing and did not give her any chance to choose. At this time, the two words 'Eleven' were burned into his mind like red-hot iron.
While the imperial doctor was diagnosing Eleven's injuries, he asked Feng Yuzhe to stand aside and observe. He believed in Feng Yuzhe, just as Feng Yuzhe would give up his life for him. He got the good news that it was indeed the Holy Spirit Stone.
. He suddenly felt that he had suffered from a heart attack, and he took the time to relax.
But the Holy Spirit Stone just can't be taken off from Shi Yi's neck. The Holy Spirit Stone is something held by the saints of all ages. If the spirit realm learns that he trapped the saint in Dongzhao Palace, I'm afraid it won't be long before there will only be two dynasties in the world.
Standing tall.
Eleven lost his memory. Feng Yuzhe suggested that he should keep Eleven with him for a long time. Perhaps the spiritual power of the Holy Spirit Stone would also affect the fate of Dong Zhao's heir. In that year, he tried every means to pamper him for the sake of Dong Zhao's heir.
Eleven also always pays attention to the movements in the spiritual realm. But he still fails to achieve his wish, and Eleven's feelings for him become more and more profound.
It had been nearly a year and a half since Eleven had entered the palace. One day, he received news that the lost saint had been found in the spiritual realm. But at this time, Eleven was clearly by his side. He tried every means to find out, and found out that the lost saint had indeed been found in the spiritual realm.
Saint. Saint is so important to the spiritual realm. This kind of thing must not be joked about.
So who is Eleven next to him? Didn't Feng Yuzhe say that she was wearing the Holy Spirit Stone? He called Feng Yuzhe again and asked him to check carefully. This time, he was not sure. He slumped on the chair
, it is speculated that it may be because Feng Yuzhe's spiritual power has been used too much in recent years, and he made a mistake and misidentified Eleven.
He began to neglect Eleven. When he thought about how he had spent more than a year trying to please a woman who was of no use to him, he wished he could eat Eleven alive. She was so incompetent, why should she enjoy all he had to offer?
Does she have a face that could charm anyone in the world? But what Qi Mingye wants is not beauty, but the eternity of the Dongzhao Dynasty.
Eleven was conscious. After feeling her indifference, she started to make trouble. Gradually she stopped making trouble and ran away. After escaping again and again, he caught her back again and again to avenge her for getting what she didn't deserve.
The retribution was to vent his empty joy of fetching water from a bamboo basket. If it hadn't been delayed on the 11th day, maybe he could have found the real saint, and maybe he would have an heir by now.
At this time, he was standing under the corridor, watching the imperial guard dragging Eleven towards Chunhua Hall. Qi Mingye slapped the corridor column hard and cursed secretly: Damn it.
A palace maid looked at Miss Eleven who was being chased back in shock. She covered her lips and nose with tears and went to greet her. Just as she was about to reach out to pick it up, she asked the guard to block it. She saw the guard throwing Miss Eleven onto the bed and picked it up.
The iron chain tied to the foot of the bed locked her ankles. Then she said to the palace maid: "You can't die. The imperial doctor will be here soon. Take good care of her."
The maid nodded weakly, and when the guard stepped out of the threshold, she immediately rushed to the bed and saw that the eleventh girl was covered in blood. When she touched her nose and found that she was still breathing, she was slightly relieved, but seeing that her body was injured more than
It was even colder last time, and I couldn't help but feel sad again, "Girl, I beg you, please don't run away again. It's not like you don't know the king's temper. I'm afraid it's to the limit this time, and you will definitely be beaten to death next time."