The legitimate daughter is reborn and the fake Bai Lian is completely panicked

The Queen sighed: "Jiang Xuan loves his niece the most. He is willing to do anything for her to live a good life."

The prince said, "Then listen to my mother."

The queen sat on the couch, tapping the cup wall with her slender fingers.

"I have been planning this game for more than ten years."

……

In accordance with the agreement with Su Rong, Shen Mi came to the side courtyard of the imperial palace again.

Today, Su Rong was kneeling on the ground just like he did yesterday, wiping the dirty places with a rag.

The only difference from the past was that the servants who bullied him now treated him better.

When Shen Mi arrived, the young man was kneeling on the ground, his clothes were dirty and some old cuts from the knife could still be seen on his body.

These old wounds looked like they were deliberately inflicted with a knife.

When Shen Mi walked over, Su Rong immediately bowed his head respectfully.

"Greetings, Madam."

Shen Mi was helpless, as the child treated her as the queen in the palace.

She looked at Su Rong and said, "Come with me."

Su Rong lowered his head and stood up, like a child who had made a mistake, and followed Shen Mi closely.

When they arrived at the pavilion, Shen Mi saw that there was no one around, so he handed him a drawing from his sleeve.

"I gave it to you the day before yesterday. Have you thought about it?"

Su Rong nodded: "Yes."

Shen Mi said, "That's good. His Majesty's fiftieth birthday is in half a month. If someone comes in to call you, you can go out with him."

"If you don't want to be bullied and want to live an upright life, you have to remember what I said."

Su Rong nodded, reached out to take the drawing and put it in his sleeve.

Shen Mi added: "Don't let anyone else know the contents of the blueprint. Go down and think about it carefully."

Su Rong lowered his head and said, "Yes, Madam."

After Shen Mi finished giving his instructions, he left the side courtyard of the palace and walked towards the Imperial Garden.

It is midsummer and the garden is full of vitality.

The cobblestone path has a unique artistic conception.

She had just taken a few steps when she saw a black figure flash past her.

Shen Mi's face changed drastically. Just as she was about to scream, a large hand reached out and covered her mouth tightly.

The heat spread to her white earlobes, and the man's deep, magnetic voice reached her eardrums.

"If you shout again and attract the palace maids, our relationship will be exposed, and you will never be able to become the Crown Princess again."

The person who spoke was none other than Murong Che.

A familiar scent wafted over him.

Shen Mi turned her head slightly and saw his sinister and playful eyes staring at her.

Her body tensed and she was taken into an empty room by Murong Che.

In the room, the atmosphere between the two was ambiguous. Murong Che let go of her and looked at her with a raised eyebrow.

Shen Mi breathed rapidly and looked up to meet his eyes.

"Fourth Master, you are also entering the palace?"

Murong Che was dressed in black, with a strong and slender waist and an upright body.

He leaned against a pillar, clasped his hands together, and raised a cold arc at the corners of his lips: "Don't forget, we are on the same boat."

Shen Mi curled her lips: "Who dares to be on the same boat with you?"

This was not the first time Murong Che had been with her.

Murong Che stood up straight and walked slowly in front of her. The familiar breath made Shen Mi shrink back unconsciously.

As soon as she took a step back, she was caught by him.

Shen Mi was slightly startled, and when she raised her eyes, she met his cold eyes.

Murong Che's thin lips were slightly curled, his eyes were deep, reflecting her shadow in his eyes, and Shen Mi could hear his breathing.

Clearly dangerous, yet charming.

Murong Che sneered, "You want to be the Crown Princess so badly? Are you willing to go and curry favor with the Queen?"

Shen Mi pursed her lips and asked, "Who wants to be the Crown Princess?"

The man reached out and lifted her chin, examining the girl's expression gently and carefully.

Shen Mi was very beautiful, with a face that made me feel pity for her and make me want to protect her.

But these eyes are clear and clean, yet tough.

Murong Che was slightly startled.

It seemed as if a woman like her was born to destroy a man.

Shen Mi didn't dare to move, and just let him pinch her chin. His silver little finger fell on her cheek, feeling strangely cold.

Her lips were slightly open, her breathing quickened, and she could feel Murong Che leaning over her.

The two of them mixed their auras, and Murong Che raised his evil eyebrows slightly, asking her: "If you don't want to be the Crown Princess, then what do you want to do?"

Shen Mi shrank back slightly and tried to retreat, but Murong Che pressed forward step by step.

"Well? What do you want to do?"

Shen Mi curled her lips and said, "If I don't do anything, I'll become a nun."

As if amused by her words, Murong Che withdrew his hand and sneered.

"The temple won't accept nuns like you who are involved in love affairs."

"Who is involved in all the love affairs?"

Shen Mi raised her eyes and looked at Murong Che with her round eyes.

"What's so good about being a crown princess? If you want to be a queen, you should be a queen."

Murong Che lowered his eyes and looked at her. The little girl looked only about seventeen years old, but she was quite capable.

He raised an eyebrow and asked, "You want to do it?"

Shen Mi said: "It's not impossible to think about it. Being a crown princess is just like pouring hot oil down your throat."

"Pour hot oil into the throat?" Murong Che narrowed his eyes and looked at her carefully.

"How did you know that becoming a crown princess would involve having hot oil poured down your throat?"

Shen Mi stood up straight and slowly walked towards Murong Che.

Smelling his familiar scent, she reached out and gently grabbed Murong Che's collar, and slightly raised her toes.

She put her pink and attractive lips close to Murong Che's ear and said in a gentle voice, "Fourth Master, I died from having hot oil poured down my throat. You are also half responsible."

Murong Che tightened his grip slightly and looked down at Shen Mi's expression, seeming to be both unbelieving and confused.

Just as Shen Mi was about to let go of his clothes, Murong Che hugged her.

Murong Che raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who is so brave?"

Shen Mi said: "Prince."

Murong Che froze in place, not knowing what Shen Mi meant.

But the thought of such a lively girl in front of me having hot oil poured down her throat made me feel a sharp pain in my heart.

He let Shen Mi go and looked down at her, "Have you had any nightmares recently?"

Shen Mi shook her head and took a step back, "No."

"Fourth Master." Shen Mi looked at Murong Che's breathtakingly handsome face and finally let out a sigh of relief.

"If the Fourth Master is alright, I'm leaving."

Murong Che stared at her quietly, "You want to be the queen?"

Shen Mi stood there in a daze. I wondered if Murong Che thought what she said was true.

She pursed her lips and smiled, "Think about it, could it be that the Fourth Master wants me to enter the palace as a concubine?"

As she finished her words, Murong Che reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her red lips to open slightly.

He raised an eyebrow: "Want to enter the palace as a concubine? Your taste is quite unique."

"I can't tell, Miss Shen's taste is different from others."

"you……"

Letting go of his hands, Murong Che leaned against the pillar and clasped his fists.

"That's all, go back."

Murong Che left only after Shen Mi left the palace. He looked in the direction of Su Rong and frowned.

"What is this Shen family girl planning?"