If I promised it for her, it shouldn’t count, so I’ll promise it for her! But there was absolutely no way to enter this palace. I covered my chest and suddenly cried out that I felt uncomfortable. Then I retched several times and vomited in the car.
The little prince was startled and quickly asked the driver to stop.
There is no doctor among the people he brought, but my symptoms are here. Who can vomit even if I'm not sick?
He was even more surprised that immortals can also get sick. He heard from Concubine Li that immortals have no diseases.
Nonsense!
I have examined that woman's body. She is no different from ordinary people. Of course she will grow old, get sick, and die.
The so-called legends about immortals are probably just legends with different tunes and distortions.
"Of course immortals can live and die. You are probably deceived." I lay weakly on the bed, and the little prince sent me to the nearest inn to stay.
I couldn't enter the palace to see the imperial concubine in this condition, and finding a place to stay was too time-consuming, so he had no choice but to send me to the nearest inn and then find a doctor to diagnose me.
My body can pretend to be seriously ill. The doctor checked my pulse and shook his head at the little prince.
They went to the outer room and talked quietly. The doctor sighed and shook his head, telling the little prince that I don't have much time left.
The young prince didn't believe what he said, so he sent for the imperial physician and sent a message to the one in the palace.
My energy was hidden in the person who delivered the message, and I followed him into the palace.
Air threads as thin as spider silk are now all over the city, and I also left some in the ice room.
The imperial doctor came to see me, and his conclusion was the same as the previous doctor.
The little prince changed five doctors in a row, and only accepted the reality after getting a unified answer.
The time limit given by folk doctors and imperial doctors is one month, and I can live for one month at most.
Concubine Li was extremely disappointed when she heard the news. She didn't want to let me enter the palace and asked the young prince to send me out of the capital. Luo Xiuran couldn't keep me, so he quickly killed me.
I was carried into a carriage and sent out of the city. At the same time, I controlled the ice room guards who were controlled by the air thread invasion to lift Luo Xiuran out of the ice prison.
There was someone outside the prison to help, and the real saint was responsible for dealing with the masters in that room.
After my carriage left the city, I controlled the driver and the accompanying guards, hid them in the dense forest, drove back by myself, and quietly returned to the city.
The young prince returned to the palace to resume his duties, and the prince also went to the imperial concubine's palace. The three of them wanted to discuss the next step.
If the Saint cannot marry, who should take the position of the Crown Princess?
They believed that Sheng Yu's throne was already within their grasp and could be manipulated by everyone. Luo Xiuran, who was the most difficult to deal with, was imprisoned and no one would be an obstacle to them reaching the top.
When they were planning the prince's marriage, Luo Xiuran was rescued by the True Saint, and I met them at the city gate.
After leaving the cold environment, Luo Xiuran automatically released his hibernation state.
He slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the true saint guarding him.
Two of the saint's maids drove the carriage for me, and I sat behind the saint, near the rear of the carriage.
Luo Xiuran looked past her and towards me.
"You already have control of the person, do it as soon as possible."
I thought about this carefully for a while and didn't rush to answer or ask questions.
Luo Xiuran didn't urge him, but his eyes seemed to say a lot.
I seem to understand his intention a little bit. It's not that he can't save himself, he wants me to save him, not to save him, but to seize power.
King Shengyu is unconscious, this is a good opportunity.
A good opportunity to rise to the top.
The question is, who is more suitable for this high-ranking person?
I looked at him and he looked at me. Neither of us seemed interested in competing for that position.
So he became unhappy, frowned slightly, and asked: "Are you going to give up your hegemony in the world?"
Ah indeed!
He didn't ask me to save people, he asked me to ascend the throne...
"It's not as simple as you think. I'm not from Shengyu country. People can't accept it if I suddenly appear." I tried to reason with him.
At the same time, I wondered in my heart, did he guess that I wanted to delay the time and delay the plan to achieve hegemony, and finally let it go?
In this world, a man is still the emperor and women have no inheritance rights. Not only the royal family and civil and military officials cannot accept a woman's ascension to the throne, but even ordinary people will oppose it.
I think the reasons are very sufficient and powerful. "Fantian" can't be turned over at any time. The skill must have time to move forward.
Luo Xiuran seemed to have seen through everything, but did not say anything.
Although he seemed to accept my statement, I felt worried and felt that he had a conspiracy.
We discussed world dominance in front of the saint, and the saint listened quietly.
Her eyes never left Luo Xiuran, showing no interest in anything else.
Luo Xiuran looked at me, then at the Saint, and signaled me with his eyes... to take action?
This was not discussed beforehand. The Saint and I have no grudges. Why should I touch her? Silence?
Maybe Luo Xiuran thought it was hard to say something in front of a saint. After I understood it like this, I manipulated the Qi threads to make her faint.
"What does this mean, Prince?" I moved my hands, but the reason for doing so needed Luo Xiuran to explain.
"She has a secret treasure from overseas fairy clans. Of course she kills people to get the treasure." Luo Xiuran said it so smoothly that I once suspected that I heard it wrong.
"Kill her?" I asked to confirm.
"That's right."
"Isn't this your daughter...your admirer?" I wanted to say girlfriend, but then I thought he might not understand this word.
The saint already had a deep affection for him, but his attitude towards the saint was very cold.
"Wishful thinking, useless person."
His words were concise and concise, and I could clearly hear that he meant that the saint had a unrequited love for him, and he didn't care about this person's life or death at all, so he wanted me to kill someone and seize the treasure.
It's hard not to think of my former boss, and I couldn't help but secretly look at Luo Xiuran. One after another, noble women, loved him to death. Could it be that he had some love magic?
Are they not in love, or are they being raped?
"You feel resentful about her death."
"A little."
Not only the little emotions left by my original body, but also my own 'unjustness'.
In my opinion, it is a pity that the original boss died undeservedly.
"If I said that I only know how to cherish people after they die, would you be even more angry?"
"Humph, it's you who feels uncomfortable, not me. Why should I be angry?"
"If only earlier..." Luo Xiuran looked lonely. His regret was true, but to a dead person, this was the most meaningless thing.
I thought he would chat with me about his dominance next, but I ended up acting as a tree hole along the way, listening to him elaborate on the emotional entanglement between him and his original boss.
Although she was originally a secret guard, responsible for secretly protecting the boss, she was not always apart from him after all. She would always go on a mission.
And she is not the only protector, everyone comes in shifts.
So she didn't know very clearly about the details of other people's relationships.
She only saw her master, and she was happy for one person and worried for the other. Her mood was always affected by that person, and she became unlike herself.
On the other hand, Luo Xiuran has always been as stable as an old dog in this relationship, and has never had any mood swings due to his original boss.
His admiration gave people the impression that it was just words.
But no matter how bad he is, his original boss likes him, and others can only respect him and wish him well.
Now the scumbag is repentant and realizes that he has fallen in love with the dead woman?
