Fantasy Villain: Abducting The Former Princess At The Start

Xu Miaoyin's eyes were low, she shook her head, and stopped thinking about Song Yu.

In any case, there is no connection between them.

They are just strangers now...

Xu Miaoyin screened the maid and stood alone in the Great Hall, bowing her head in contemplation.

The stagnation of Cultivation Base, which made her a joke in the world, has now become her deepest secret and biggest support!

Four years ago, her Cultivation Base suddenly stagnated at the Jade Bone Realm, and no matter how hard she practiced, she could not make an inch.

From a beautiful girl who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Song Yu, it became a joke.

But Xu Miaoyin discovered the secret inside her body two years ago, she is the legendary Samsara body!

Samsara body is a kind of mysterious physique that is rumored in the world.

The Samsara body seals the 26 memories of the past life, and every step of the Cultivation Base is able to touch a piece of past life memory.

The same is true for Xu Miaoyin's previous stagnation of Cultivation Base.

But now, Xu Miaoyin has unraveled a piece of Samsara's memory. In this memory, there are countless divine passages, which are extremely profound, as well as a passage of fairy scriptures.

That's why she was able to jump from the beginning of the jade bone to the Qi Sea Fifth Stage in just two years!

But this is far from enough for Xu Miaoyin.

She needs to go deep into the Dao Palace that is about to open to explore the secrets of her own past life...

Xu Miaoyin had a hunch in her heart that her past life might have been a remarkable existence...

Imperial Palace, Imperial Palace.

The imperial palace is located in the center of the imperial capital, with a radius of hundreds of miles. It is extremely majestic!

The palaces are overlapping, the attic palaces, countless, mighty, connected together!

One after another, the palpitating divine light flickered, Qi Luck was like a dragon, and Spiritual Qi lingered, converging into the sea.

Everywhere is filled with the faint emperor's prestige, the divine light lingers, the divine light spews, the divine sound vibrates, giving people an unparalleled shock.

This is the imperial palace, a place sheltered by imperial luck.

Song Yu stepped into this majestic palace under the welcome of many servants, but he did not have much fear and surrender in his heart.

He was too familiar with the palace.

Although he was a foreign minister, he came to the palace a lot, and even once rested in the palace for a few nights.

Although this was very disrespectful, the Holy Queen had always loved Song Yu, and those who were admonishing officials and officials would not make fun of themselves, and they all turned a blind eye.

Entering the palace, one knows what the deep palace is, and the courtyards of the mansions are filled with a deep atmosphere.

The Great Xia has been established for more than three hundred years, and I don't know how many capable people and different people have been won over. The heritage of this palace cannot be underestimated.

But Song Yu looked as usual. As the son of the Song clan, Song Yu of course clearly knew the background of the Song clan.

Being able to dominate the world's clan for tens of thousands of years, the secrets of the Song clan, of course, are far more than the surface. . . .

At least the rumored Earthly Celestial, Song Yu has seen it with his own eyes....

Along the way, the palace maids and servants saw Song Yu, and their faces showed awe.

Song Yu's status is detached. Although they are members of the palace, if they offend Song Yu, they will still have no good end!

At this moment, Song Yu found that a young man in a dragon robe surrounded by a group of servants in front of him was heading towards the imperial garden.

It was the new emperor, Yang Jun, who had been on the throne for seventeen years.

When the emperor saw Song Yu, his face was stunned, and then he showed a smile, came towards Song Yu, smiled and said: "Qingjun, are you back today?"

A smile appeared on Song Yu's face, bowed slightly, and said softly, "See Your Majesty.

The emperor's expression did not change, he waved his hand and said, "There is no need to be more polite.

There was a hint of emotion on his face, as if he was sighing: "You and I were playmates when we were young, why have we become so lively now..."

The Son of Heaven and Song Yu are about the same age, and when Song Yu was a child, he often went to and from the palace, so he was quite familiar with the Son of Heaven.

It's a pity that as he got older, Song Yu became more and more polite to the emperor and became more and more cold...

If others heard the sincere words of the Son of Heaven, they would at least feel a little emotion in their hearts.

But Song Yu didn't have the slightest fluctuation in his heart.

The emperor was abolished and settled down, but it was only to see when the holy queen decided.

Although the Son of Heaven is nominally the co-lord of the world, in Song Yu's view, Yang Jun is just a puppet without any use value.

Of course it wasn't worth his effort.

Song Yu smiled slightly and said softly, "Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, he is dignified and solemn, and the minister's heart is inadvertently frightened."130

He said politely, but the emperor still heard the alienation in Song Yu's language, and his eyes darkened.

At this time, Eunuch Meng, who was standing beside him, interrupted the Son of Heaven unceremoniously, and said lightly, "Your Majesty, the Holy Queen is still waiting for Young Master Qing."

When the emperor heard the words, a smile appeared on his face: "Since the mother is waiting, Qingjun should go quickly."

Song Yu nodded slightly and said goodbye to the Son of Heaven.

The emperor, on the other hand, was looking at Song Yu's gradually leaving back, wondering what he was thinking.

One of the servants beside him was full of bitterness: "Your Majesty, the Song clan has already formed an alliance with the Changle Palace, your Majesty wants to recruit Song Qingjun, I am afraid... 35

The emperor's face was expressionless, and his eyes were not at all weak, but full of chills.

He whispered: "I have nothing to rely on now, no matter who it is, I have to give it a try...

The foundation of my Yang family for three hundred years cannot be destroyed in my hands! 35

"Also..." A gleam of light flashed in the emperor's eyes, and he said lightly, "Do you think the Song clan and the Changle Palace are really intimate?