Chapter 13 Prologue

When Emperor Xia went far away, Xia Chen turned around and yawned casually against the light: "Third brother, I'll go back first. You can talk slowly."

"Sixth brother, if you continue to sleep like this, you will become a pig." Xia Kang laughed jokingly.

"Have you ever seen such a thin pig?"

"I'm also reasonable, and I wonder why you have the habit of sleeping when you are full and eating when you are full, why didn't you become a big fat pig?"

"Well, who let me be born like this? Well, let's not talk about it. You see, it's noon. I have to go back to take a nap." With that, Xia Chen also walked towards the stone bridge not far away.

After Xia Chen went far away, Xia Kang finally said what he had held for a long time: "Ling Yue, are you serious about what you just said?"

"Which sentence?"

"Do you think the assassin was arranged by his father? Is this serious?"

The cold wind roared past and rippled at the beginning of the water. Ling Yue put her hands in her sleeve and took a few steps forward: "Of course it's true."

"My father has no reason to do that."

"Your father's move is very smart, but it's a pity that he can never find the answer."

"What do you mean?"

"If there is really an assassin, then your father should mobilize the Yulin army to thoroughly search the palace at this moment, but he did not do so. Because he knows that there is only one assassin. Ling Yue took a few more steps forward. At this moment, she is less than half a meter away from Xia Kang.

Xia Kang subconsciously took a few steps back. This is not that he was afraid of Ling Yue, but that some rumors were spread: "Even if his father sent him at this moment, why did he do so?"

"Excuse, the emperor needs an excuse. Of course, this matter itself can also be said to be a plan to stone two birds with one stone."

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Ling Yue took a few steps forward again, and Xia Kang could only retreat with Ling Yue's pace. In this way, the two of them entered and retreated. Knowing that Xia Kang was forced to the pillar of the red carved dragon, he could no longer retreat. What the hell is this girl doing? And myself, how could I be forced to such a depressed level by such a little girl?

"What do you always retreat for?" Ling Yue stared at Xia Kang, who wanted to stop talking.

"It's not me retreating, it's you who always move forward."

"Do you have to retreat if I go forward?"

"This..." Xia Kang couldn't find anything to refute Ling Yue for a moment, so he could only change the topic, "Ling Yue, do you know why the pool water in this royal garden has fragrance?"

"I just asked Grandpa Liu, and he said it's better not to know something."

"Of course, he won't tell you how much the water will have a fragrance or something to do with Liu Xi." Xia Kang took a few steps to get rid of his awkward position. "I remember that when I was seven years old, Lin Xueyi, the former emperor of Zuo, presented a golden national anthem to his father. His father liked the singer very much. Although she always sang strange songs, everyone thought her voice was very good. Later, the father wanted to make the singer a concubine, but was opposed by the Empress Dowager. Later, one day, the singer disappeared. Everyone said that Liu Xi pushed the singer into the water by the order of the Empress Dowager. Since then, the water in the royal garden has been fragrant.

While listening, Ling Yue picked up a piece of chestnut cake from the glazed silver plate and ate it: "This story is too mysterious, but why is the Empress Dowager objected? It's just a song concubine, not a queen.

"It's only because the singer's eyes are green, and what's more surprising is that her hair is blonde. How could the Empress Dowager allow such a woman to confuse the royal bloodline?

Ling Yue Gulong swallowed the chestnut cake: "Blonde green eyes? It won't be a foreigner."

"What kind of foreigner?"

"Sorry, sorry, keep talking."

"What goes on? That's all."

"Did the singer never appear again?"

"No. My father sent someone to salvage it for a month, but he didn't salvage the body.

Ling Yue put the remaining chestnut cake back on the plate, and then rubbed her oily hand on Xia Kang twice: "I think it is necessary to investigate this case."

"I think so too, but can you explain what this is before?" Xia Kang pointed to the two oil stains on his clothes and asked solemnly.

"Are you an idiot? Of course, this is oil.

"Of course, I know it's oily, but why do you rub your oily claws on me? You should know that this is Pan Jinxiu in Jinlanzhuang. It's a hundred taels of silver.

"You should know that this princess's hand is very valuable. It's your honor to wipe your hands with your shabby clothes." Of course, Xia Kang will not understand what Ling Yue means. As Ling Yue said, as the president of an investment company and a first-class trader in her previous life, not to mention counting by the sky, just by minutes, there are more than seven-digit funds entering the keyboard tapping or disappearing.

Xia Kang grabbed Ling Yue's hand and looked at it carefully: "Can you make tens of millions of silver every day with your broken hand that can't even write well?"

Ling Yue pulled back her hand, stared at Xia Kang, and said hatefully, "Is it good to write? Don't you know there is something called a computer?

Computer? What is it?"

"I'm too lazy to tell you. You don't understand after saying it. Well, I'm going back to rest. I'm sorry to bother you to recite poems here alone."

"You..."

I just wanted to say something, but I saw that Ling Yue had taken a few steps away and turned around and said something to him that he didn't understand. In fact, what Ling Yue said was just a sentence: Goodbye!

On the way back to the Qinghe Hall, Ling Yue frowned. Because she had guessed the thoughts of Emperor Xia, when everyone's attention was focused on the treasure map, some people forgot that the destroyed Cang Kingdom was enough to be a coveted huge treasure.

Ling Yue clearly recalled that day when she was supposed to die, she came back to life, but she opened her eyes again and found that time and space had already changed, and Su Rou had also become a subjugated princess. It's false to say that it's not shocking, but it's not so shocking that you can't even believe it. For her, she will always believe what has happened, no matter how unrelievable that fact is. After confirming the facts, what she thought about was how to put herself in the safest state. All her calmly as if nothing had happened. Although her soul is not Murong Lingyue, Su Rou must survive as Murong Lingyue at this moment, which is the most cruel place.

In the end, he still wanted to conquer the people of Cangguo by bloodshed, which may be the thought and means of the ruler.

So what kind of role should you play in this bloody prelude? Heartbroken princess? Or is it Cang Guoqing and the princess who have lost their memory and are a little heartless?

While thinking, Ling Yue suddenly recalled a box that she often held in her mother's arms when she was a child. The dark red wooden box was glowing, and the wooden box was carved with complicated phoenix patterns. At the top of the box, three words were embossed with a thin gold body: Baoqing Pavilion.

Why did she suddenly think of this? Ling Yue raised her head and a very strong feeling appeared in her heart. Trying to suppress her chest, she closed her eyes and tried to calm her emotions, then opened her eyes and continued to move forward coldly.

Only money will never betray himself, Ling Yue said in a low voice.