Remnant King's Ghost Concubine

Chapter 238 It’s Really You, Wuji (3)
Murong Hua didn't know what the third prince had done to Baili Youmeng, and stared at her with slightly frowned eyes, as if sensing her abnormality, the blush on her face was obviously the effect of the love potion, she was as proficient in medical skills as he was, How could you not know?He didn't open his mouth, but looked down at his seemingly dandy, deep-minded imperial brother. No one could guess what he did, and even he could only know four or five points.

Baili Youmeng forgot what Murong Hua said just now, saying that the blood-stained stone gate is very likely to be swallowed up by the soul. After a while, she recovered from the surprise and was tinged with sadness, "Is there no other way to enter the underground palace?"

Murong Hua's face changed slightly, as if he had seen through who Baili Youmeng was laughing for just now, he was not overwhelmed by her beautiful smile, his palm suddenly shrank, squeezed tightly, with a rattling sound, But that beautiful jade face is still calm. "Yes! The map has fallen into the hands of Emperor Xiaoyao, so he may not have discovered that there is another way!"

"Why?"

"Everyone in the world knows that he is impatient. How could he carefully study the inconspicuous places on the two maps? According to the documents, the people of Mengguo always have a habit of doing things. No matter what they do, they will not only give one way. From architecture There are gates, and there will also be an inconspicuous small door, in case of emergency, but these small doors are extremely hidden. Also, a hundred years ago, when the Liuli Kingdom took advantage of the situation to seize the country of Meng, the people of Mengguo used the Styx River to separate them. The territory of Mengguo that has not been engulfed resists the invasion of our country, but still leaves a back road, which is a line of sky, like a steep mountain being split by someone, and the Styx River crosses it. On the top of the two mountains, there is a rope When the other half of Mengguo was annexed by Fengguo, the only survivor of Mengguo returned to Liuli Kingdom by that rope. It was folded back, it's a pity that only one survived!" Murong Hua was still expressionless, talking about the slaughter of his ancestors a hundred years ago.But there seemed to be an attitude of disapproval flashing across his face.

Baili Youmeng frowned, the descendants who escaped were naturally her ancestors, "I'm asking you, there is another way in the underground palace?"

"Do you think Emperor Xiaoyao will hand over the map to you? Although he is a rich man, Feng Kingdom was hollowed out by the queen and the prince, and he is unable to support the entire Feng Kingdom by himself. He urgently needs the money in the underground palace of Dream Kingdom to fill it up." The national treasury. And this Palace urgently needs the things inside." When he said the last sentence, his eyes softened instantly, and he looked at the pale face of the third prince.The third prince will never know that in his heart, he is the most important.He made a difficult choice between his mother, Baili Youmeng, and him, which tormented him and made him feel powerless and fragile. He didn't care about many people, but why did he choose among these people? one?Just just one!How cruel it was to him!His little-known secret was discovered by his closest relative brother, but his younger brother had no scruples and brought Baili Youmeng back to the Kingdom of Dreams. He thought that a little blood from Baili Youmeng would be able to open the stone gate and save his mother. , and then marry his imperial brother, the four of them can live happily, this is his most beautiful fantasy, after all, it is just a fantasy, a beautiful fantasy, he is sleeping now, he must still be dreaming such a beautiful dream, but, that dream, His figure was missing.

Baili Youmeng stepped back slightly, she didn't want to die like this, she still wanted to see Nangong Wuji, she couldn't understand Murong Hua's thoughts, but she was still secretly uneasy.

"You rest at ease in the East Palace first!" Murong Hua just said lightly, his voice was filled with disturbing arrogance, and those beautiful purple pupils were shining with an unknown light.

"I want to go out of the palace, I need to see my husband, Third Prince, I must find a way to treat him!" Although Baili Youmeng's voice was calm, she clenched her hands unconsciously, trying her best to stabilize her emotions, Because she was suddenly afraid, afraid that she would not be able to see him before she died.

"There is no other way! Just stay in the East Palace with peace of mind, and don't worry about other things!" Murong Hua quietly looked at the third prince's pale face, his chest fluctuated, seeming to hide countless emotions.

When Baili Youmeng was about to turn around and leave, his voice was very soft, "Youmeng, what is Xiaolin's position in your heart?"

Baili Youmeng's body trembled suddenly, as if he couldn't believe his ears, did he say that voice?Like calling the lover of the third generation, softly, revealing endless love and longing, calling her 'Youmeng'?He has always been called 'Nangong Wuji's woman' or 'you', sometimes 'Wangfei'.She thought it was her own illusion, and walked out of the hall without answering.

Seeing her coming out, the man in Tsing Yi slowly opened his clenched fists, his indifferent eyes were still silent and followed her everywhere.

Can Yue finally muttered, "Princess, the scent of flowers on your body has become stronger and stronger recently, how strange!"

Baili Youmeng didn't smell it at all, she used to have a faint scent of jasmine, but now it's getting stronger and stronger.

The man in Tsing Yi was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood the reason, "Princess has illusion skills and can transform into anyone. It may be that Murong Hua has tampered with the concubine's meal. She needs to use smell to identify the concubine, so as to prevent her from leaving the palace."

Baili Youmeng's eyes were cold, she raised her head, her anger was undisguised.A magpie flies away from the treetops and into the air, away from the palace.

Speaking of Fengguo, after Princess Lingxiao left, she got the news that it was a phantom brought back to Fengguo, she immediately rushed back and returned to the familiar palace, only to hear the four guards come back to report: "The third prince is on his way back to the country. Assassinated, and now he has become a living dead, do you still want to do something?"

Emperor Xiaoyao was dressed in purple, and his thin lips curled into a relieved smile, seeming to be taking pleasure in other's misfortune?I feel much more at ease.He waved his hand, it looked like he wanted to cancel all methods of punishing the third prince.

Princess Ling Xiao walked slowly into the main hall with a haggard look on her face. It was obvious that she seemed to be hiding alone these days, and her life seemed to be very bad.

"Are you back?" Emperor Xiaoyao evoked a wicked smile. Her appearance swept away his hazy and irritated emotions these days. With a wave of his hand, everyone went down one after another.

Princess Ling Xiao's footsteps are still charming and enchanting, standing on the main hall with one hand on her waist, looking up at that beautiful jade face, that flamboyant smile, and those beautiful phoenix eyes, always uncertain, she is familiar with his every day. Every look, every temper.Not angry?He should be furious that she didn't complete the task well, shouldn't he? "If you don't come back, who are you going to vent your anger on? I didn't handle this matter well. I'll go back and think about it myself!"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left the hall with a haughty expression, her beautiful posture and proud temperament could not be concealed by all the dust.His publicity, she learned exquisitely.

"My dragon bed is destroyed, I will arrange another one for me later!" Emperor Xiaoyao said extremely arrogantly, his reckless posture was very free and easy, but it revealed a provocative demeanor.

(End of this chapter)