The author and protagonist HE [Transmigration Book]

The power of drama is powerful.

This is the only thought left in Xiao Muyu's mind.

No matter how the plot turns, the imperial concubine's persistence in wanting to kill her has never changed.

Although I was worried about this before, but...the princess is there after all.

Perhaps it was because of the princess that the imperial concubine hated her so much.

Xiao Muyu was lying on the stiff bed like a salted fish, trying to recall the plot while thinking about how to deal with it.

Even if the concubines who made trouble before are used as shields, the princess will not be able to hide it for long, and she will find out at the first trial.

The imperial concubine tied her here just now, obviously she was mentally prepared to break with the princess.

To make her spend so much time and effort to kill herself at any cost, I already hated her to the extreme.

Why do you hate her so much?

At first, it was because the saint bumped into the imperial concubine at the ceremony.

...What started it in the first place?

It seemed that it was just because of an ornament, which was similar to the relics given to the noble concubine by the former empress. The noble concubine immediately shook her face and scolded her to take it off on the spot, but was rejected by the dull saint. conflict.

What happened after that was exactly what Xiao Muyu experienced.

Before that, the imperial concubine was angry but still had room for it. Why did she suddenly go crazy and target her at this time?

Is it because of the old emperor's order?

Or...can't accept that the princess really wants to marry her?

I vaguely remember that I seem to have made a rather wicked setting.

Xiao Muyu started to feel headache again.

The physical kind.

At this time, it's useless to make jokes and pretend to be stupid, not to mention that she no longer has the strength, the imperial concubine walked close, and the sharp voice exploded in her ears.

"What kind of enchantment did you use to seduce the princess?!"

"A child as obedient as Feixue, actually disobeyed His Majesty's opinion because of you—you will never forgive her crime."

"Feixue didn't know she was in the game, so I got rid of you, a witch, for her."

……

very noisy.

So annoying.

Could you please be quiet.

"boom--"

The cold light of the blade flashed across Xiao Muyu's eyes, she curled up, and when the blade fell, it was nailed to her ear, and a strand of broken hair fluttered with the breeze.

She narrowed her eyes and looked towards the door.

It was probably early morning at this moment, and the light outside was brightening up little by little.

But it was quickly blocked.

The field of vision dimmed a little bit, and the last sound that came into my consciousness was from the maid beside the imperial concubine.

"Imperial Concubine!" The maid was stunned for a moment, then ran to the door in a panic, and helped the imperial concubine who staggered against the door, "Are you alright?"

"Get out!" The noble concubine roared, and shook off the maid's hand.

"Ah!" The maid was unprepared, bumped her head against the door frame, and couldn't help screaming.

The imperial concubine was unmoved, she stood up while holding the door frame, and looked coldly at the woman lying on the broken wooden board.

She has a lovely and pitiful face, and when she bends her eyebrows, she reveals a pitiful look.

So beautiful and weak that everyone can fall in love with her.

That's how Feixue was deceived.

That child was the most soft-hearted person.

Just like her mother.

The imperial concubine thought so, and wiped the bitten wound on the corner of her lip casually, and the wiped blood stained the handle of the other knife in her hand.

She was kicked away by the opponent just now, but she was too emotional to control herself, and she was pushed out because of her carelessness.

The imperial concubine didn't think that she would be no match for the "demonic method" of this idiot saint.

As long as she was killed, Feixue would be able to return to normal.

That being the case, it doesn't matter what price she pays.

Even if the princess resents her from now on.

But such a gentle and soft-hearted child probably couldn't bear to really hate her.

After all, she protected the child for so many years.

How could she be willing.

The imperial concubine's eyes were a little blurred, but her hand holding the knife became tighter and tighter.

Just kill her—

The imperial concubine raised the knife in her hand and swung it down vigorously at the person lying on the wooden board.

"clang--"

The flying dagger chased to the ground, the imperial concubine's wrist was numb from the shock, and the blade thrown by another person grazed her cheek, leaving a long and thin bloodstain, and then the sound of the rushing wind was fleeting, and the flying one The blade was stably inserted into the wooden door.

The maid who had just got up was shocked by the blade on her head, her legs went limp, and she fell back to the ground again.

She covered her mouth with trembling hands, looked over the concubine's hands that were frozen in mid-air, and looked at the person sitting on the wooden board.

"Holy, Holy Maiden..."

She stammered and screamed, half in disbelief, and half to remind the imperial concubine to regain her senses.

Just to make sure I'm not in some horrible dream.

Was the saint originally such a person?

The person sitting casually by the wooden board clearly looked like a saint, with a smile on her face, only a little less timid and cautious when seeing noble concubines and princesses in the past, and there was no sense of oppression around her.

If you were not in this moment and here, ignoring that overly distinct face, you would be no different from an innocent girl in an ordinary family.

The imperial concubine gritted her teeth and looked at her: "You have finally shown your true colors! You witch! Tell me, what is the purpose of your trying to get close to the princess?!"

Xiao Muyu crossed Erlang's legs, put her hands on her side, looked up at her slightly, her face was full of confusion: "What are you talking about, but Her Royal Highness insists on marrying me, if you have a way to make her stop thinking, I will I will thank you and your eight generations of ancestors."

"Shut up!" The imperial concubine was irritated, she raised her voice and said sarcastically, "If you, a demon girl, hadn't used the demon method, how could the princess have taken a fancy to such a lowly idiot like you."

She raised another knife and stabbed towards Xiao Muyu.

Xiao Muyu turned her body to avoid the blade, showing half of her wrist when she turned sideways, with two glaring bloodstains on it.

It was the wound she left when she broke free from the rope.

Obviously it was me, not something like a puppet that was temporarily swapped.

"Hey, I'm a weak woman with no strength to restrain a chicken. Is it a bit too much for you, empress, it's not a good moral character to bully others."

The imperial concubine sneered: "Put away your demagoguery methods, it is of no use to me, I will definitely kill you today."

Another swing down the knife.

Xiao Muyu jumped down from the wooden board, and walked around behind the imperial concubine with a turn of her footsteps.

The footsteps are light and nimble as if dancing.

"It's such a pity." Xiao Muyu's voice almost came close to the imperial concubine's ear.

"What?!" The imperial concubine slammed the knife behind her.

"I just feel sorry for you. After all, you, like me, have no ability to cultivate. In this world where almost everyone can cultivate, you are a pitiful little one who is sympathized with. Even if you practice martial arts since childhood, now even me I can't even kill the idiot vase, so it's hard."

"Oh, by the way, let me tell you another piece of good news. In the future, Her Royal Highness will be the first genius to soar in the 200 years since the ancestor cut off the Tao of Heaven."

"She will eventually leave you behind."

"Of course, you wouldn't have survived that time."

Ordinary people who are unable to practice are subject to birth, old age, sickness and death.

Their lifespan is much shorter than that of cultivators.

The noble concubine clenched the knife in her hand, the blade cut through her palm without realizing it, and she looked like she had been stabbed in a sore spot, and said angrily, "Who are you?"

These will never be the words of that idiot saint.

Even if it was just to disturb her mind, she couldn't stab a little saint.

The saint has no cultivation ability at all, let alone any rumors that she has practiced martial arts.

It's just a mascot of the temple that is not useful.

how is this possible……

"Haven't you heard, 'Saints have supernatural powers'."

"Impossible! There is no god in this world!"

The imperial concubine turned around and stabbed the blade out, but it still missed and plunged into the wooden door.

Xiao Muyu leaned against her, touched her chin, thought for a moment, turned around the moment the people behind her moved, pinched the imperial concubine's chin and pushed her back against the door.

With a muffled "dong", the imperial concubine hit the door frame, unable to move, but still staring at her angrily.

"Don't act like I'm the villain, you're the one who wants to kill me." Xiao Muyu muttered to herself, "I'm sorry to make you suffer so much, but since you want to kill me, you can't blame me for defending myself Right."

The tone was gentle and soft, with a hint of apology.

But there was no warmth in the dark eyes, like a bottomless abyss.

There are no mood swings, and there is no reflection of half a person, and there is nothing in his eyes, like a lone god overlooking all living beings from above.

Outside the imperial concubine's palace.

The princess hurried forward with Pei Qiuyue, and the guards looked at each other in shock, but they dared to stop them.

"His Royal Highness, the imperial concubine has an order that no one is allowed to enter—"

"Get out." The princess glanced over coldly.

The guards still hesitated, the princess waved her sleeves directly, and they felt a gust of fierce wind coming towards them, and before they could react, they had already bumped into walls and pillars.

A road was cleared, and the people behind didn't dare to stop after seeing it. They all backed away with their heads down, for fear of touching the bad luck of Her Highness the Princess.

The princess hurriedly walked straight to somewhere in the palace.

Pei Qiuyue was puzzled, wondering why the princess seemed to know the destination.

But now is not a good time to inquire. Pei Qiuyue is also very worried about the whereabouts of the saint. This time it is her dereliction of duty. The most urgent thing is to find someone.

As a person who knew the inside story between the noble concubine and the princess, Pei Qiuyue was somewhat uneasy.

The imperial concubine's desire to protect the princess is almost pathological, and no one knows what she will do to the saint.

And she also has no cultivation ability. The imperial concubine has practiced martial arts since she was a child, and she has also followed the former empress to the battlefield. The mascot of the saint is definitely not her opponent...

The secluded courtyard is close at hand.

Hearing the sound like the collision of cold weapons, the two of them quickened their pace at the same time.

Seeing the sounding wooden door of the service room from a distance, the princess raised her hand and swung the door open, only to see a person fall out of it.

Several people in the cabin stopped their movements at the same time.

The noble concubine held the dagger, and looked at the princess with a face full of surprise, mixed with fierceness that she hadn't had time to conceal.

The little maid had been frightened for a long time, she was paralyzed and could not move, only her eyeballs could move a few times.

Xiao Muyu, who fell out, turned his head to see the princess, and was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he threw himself into the arms of the approaching princess, blinking, tears gushed out like a faucet turned on out.

"She wants to kill me, I'm so scared, woo woo, please save me."

Crying is really like that.

The imperial concubine who just got back the knife after being tricked for a long time: ...

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感谢在2020-12-1019:00:00~2020-12-1421:58:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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