Ling Luo narrowed her eyes and observed in the darkness.
The window lattice is carved and hollowed, and is covered with window paper. Through the gap in the window paper, the speaker can be vaguely seen. She is a girl with the same petite figure, who looks very similar to Xuanyuan Ningxi.
"Ningjia, I have sent the orchids over." The slightly sweet voice belonged to Xuanyuan Ningxi.
Ling Luo suddenly understood. It seemed that Xuanyuan Gu had given birth to a pair of daughters, and there was a younger one named Xuanyuan Ningjia.
"Really? That's really great. I asked for this colorless and odorless Hua Gong Powder from Master Yunji of Shengdan Hall. I hope it can be effective."
Ling Luo was slightly stunned.
Master Yunji from Shengdan Hall?
Do you mean Xiling Yunji? The person who assigned himself the difficult task of cultivating spiritual fields and cultivating black thorns in the second test for freshman admission?
"Ningjia, is this really good? I heard Fu Dong say that Ling Luo and the prince really love each other. If Ling Luo is hurt, if the prince blames him..." Xuanyuan Ningxi's voice contained a hint of emotion.
worry.
"No! No one knows that we did it. Fu Dong will not betray you!" Xuanyuan Ningjia's voice was a little anxious, "And sister, I finally passed the exam and have been here at Shengjin Hall for seven days, but
The prince didn't even look at me, I..."
"Hey, Ningjia, don't be like this." Xuanyuan Ningxi stretched out her hand and hugged her biological sister, "Actually, there is no point in you fighting with Ling Luo. As long as Princess Yangyue is there, you have nothing to do.
Chance."
"But sister, I want to fight for it!" Xuanyuan Ningjia's voice was full of unwillingness.
"Ningjia, hey, what can I say about you?"
Next, a burst of sobbing came from the room intermittently.
Ling Luo curled her lips and quietly left the house, her body disappearing into the darkness.
It's really hard to guard against. I didn't expect that Xuanyuan Gu's other daughter actually passed the first round of election for the crown princess.
Yu said that only four or five people can pass the test at most, and now one can be confirmed.
Ling Luo felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. Should she take care of Xuanyuan Ningxi and Xuanyuan Ningjia?
If you compare with these people, it might be a bit too low-priced.
Ling Luo raised her head and looked at the silver waxing moon hanging in the sky, letting the cool night breeze gently brush against her cheek.
Instead of going through the trouble yourself, it's better to borrow a knife to kill someone.
In the Holy Golden Hall, there is another woman who cares about Yu very much. Xuanyangyang Yue is not only extremely jealous, but also ruthless and intolerable.
She turned her head and her eyes wandered towards the row of mansions where the female disciples of Shengjin Hall lived. There was a mansion on the east side. It was particularly luxuriously decorated and it looked like it was from the royal family.
If the guess is correct, that should be Xuanyang Yue's residence in Shengjintang.
Ling Luo stretched out her hand, tapped her toes on the ground, jumped up, and then picked a palm-sized green leaf from the big tree above her head.
She stretched out her right index finger, and a white blazing fire from the center of the earth condensed on her fingertip, leaving several rows of white writing on the green leaves.
[Xuanyuan Ningjia covets the position of Crown Princess and secretly longs for His Highness, Princess Yangyue, please pay more attention to her. ]
The signature is four words [well-known but not known].
Ling Luo looked at his masterpiece, the corners of his lips curved with satisfaction, and then he quietly jumped to the wall of Xuanyuan Yangyue, clamped the blade between his fingers, and spun it out like a dart.