On the wedding night, the substitute princess cured the war king's poison

"Your Highness, please come out and see me."

The woman stood in the yard and shouted.

No one responded.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, he turned his head and looked at Ning Luo.

"Are you Princess Zhan?"

Ning Luo also looked at her. This woman, who was in her thirties or forties, did not look like a Yanguo person and had a unique exotic style.

Dressed like a concubine in the harem.

However, among the high-ranking women in the palace, Ning Luo had only seen the imperial concubine and the crown princess, but did not recognize her.

"I am Princess Zhan, who are you?"

The woman smiled slightly: "I am Lan Zhaoyi from the palace, my real name is Lan Yu."

This introduction is somewhat humble.

Ning Luo snorted and asked cautiously: "Who asked you to come?"

Yun Zhaoyi said: "It was the emperor who ordered me to come out of the palace to take care of King Zhan."

"The Emperor asked me to act as the foster mother for the King of War."

It was simply shocking to Ning Luo that the King of War was already in his twenties, and the emperor suddenly found him a mother to take care of him at this time.

Is it a brain convulsion?

This inexplicable father's love is really hard to understand.

Isn't it a different way to monitor him?

"Both the War King's mother-in-law, Concubine Xi, and I are from the Moon Kingdom. I was the princess's maid back then." Lan Zhaoyi explained calmly.

It turned out to be the case.

"Then wait, I'll go ask the King of War."

After Ning Luo finished speaking, he was about to go inside when the King of War turned his wheelchair and came out.

"This king conquers wives and women. If Lan Zhaoyi wants to live longer, get out!"

His voice was cold, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura.

Hearing this, Yun Zhaoyi looked unafraid and even bowed to War King Fubai, saying very humbly:

"I have lived for more than twenty years, and I am ashamed of Princess Yue. It is my honor to die in front of His Highness."

"Even if I can only let my servant take care of you for one day, I will die without regrets."

"The Moon Kingdom is dead. You don't need to be worthy of my master and servant. You can let go of those past events." Xiao Ding's tone softened a bit.

"We can't forget that we went abroad to get married in order to prevent the Yue Kingdom from being massacred, but we didn't realize it..."

Before Lan Zhaoyi finished speaking, a dart flew out from Xiao Ding's fingertips and flew straight towards her neck.

"You talk too much, damn it!"

Lan Zhaoyi was just surprised for a moment, then she faced the flying knife without hesitation, slowly closed her eyes as if she was about to die, and said softly: "Princess, I'm here to accompany you!"

However, the dart suddenly changed direction and only hit Lan Zhaoyi's right arm, instantly cutting off a piece and a half of flesh, and blood stained half of her arm.

Lan Zhaoyi hissed and immediately knelt down and bowed: "Thank you, Your Highness, for taking me in."

"If you talk too much in the future, you won't get lucky again."

Xiao Ding finished speaking coldly and turned the wheelchair back to the dormitory.

This Lan Zhaoyi, the concubine's former personal maid, Lan Lingshi, how could he forget.

When he came out of his mother's womb, as soon as he opened his eyes, what he saw was her, followed by his father.

From his birth to the age of five, Lan Lingshi took care of him.

But when he was five years old, after Lan Ling taught him many survival skills, he quietly said to him: "Your Highness, I must leave you, otherwise, the emperor will never come to see you again, and you will never be able to succeed."

So, on a stormy night, Lan Lingshi asked him to play with water in the rain. In the middle of the night, he had a high fever and was in danger.

Lan Lingshi personally went to invite his father to come and see him.

Under the dim palace light, he finally saw his father's majestic face, and then he remembered that this man was his father, a person he saw for the second time after he was born and could not be seen casually.

He remembered Lan Lingshi's instructions and begged his father pitifully: "Father, please hold the child."

The cold king picked him up from the couch, patted his back gently, and coaxed him softly: "Don't be afraid, Ding'er, my father will protect you."

Those loving words were the warmth that he remembered for a long time when he was young.

Later, the imperial doctor also came.

After drinking a bitter decoction, being pricked with acupuncture and bleeding, and sweating profusely, the high fever finally subsided.

But he never saw Lan Lingshi again.

Later, I learned from the palace maid that Lan Lingshi had become her father's beautiful lady.

The palace maid arranged that she was a vain, shameless woman who climbed onto the dragon's bed.

The fourth prince was so angry that he killed all the maids around him in one night.

From then on, his reputation for slaying all women spread far and wide.

Later, when he left the palace and built a mansion, he killed an enemy on the battlefield for the first time and made meritorious service. The emperor held a banquet in the palace to celebrate, and then he saw the beautiful lady from a distance, standing humbly behind the concubine, with only her head exposed.

He looked over inadvertently, and she wiped her eyes with her sleeves.

Since then, we have never seen each other again.

She had been dormant as a beauty for more than ten years, and now she was promoted to Zhaoyi.

Oh, what a progress!