My calves were hugged by her, and she was dragged down by her and she couldn't walk.

When she saw me looking down at her, she deliberately raised her little face and asked me to see the scars on her face and her messy hair, and wanted to tell me how miserable she was bullied.

I moved my calves, stopped Cangqiong with my eyes, and did not let him take action, and asked, "Who wants to kill you?"

"Third Prince." Si Sizi said cryingly: "He asked to see Your Highness, and I said that Your Highness is not available now. He felt that I had deceived him and beat me, and threatened to see Your Highness and kill me."

"Your Highness, I haven't been in the Snowland Temple for a long time and I have nothing to do with the royal family anymore. I'm no longer the royal princess. I'm really scared."

If I hadn't heard her talk with Si Yanan overhearing her and knowing that she was arrogant, she might have been deceived by her tears and snot.

He is not old and has a deep scheming. He can even kill people with a knife. Thinking that he can get rid of one or the other, he can make the ninth prince Si Yanting the crown prince.

Moreover, the location chosen is good. Outside the King of Southern Xinjiang's bedroom, the King of Southern Xinjiang can hear the movements outside as long as he does not fall asleep, and then knows how eager his princes are to move during his illness.

"You are from this palace, what's there to be afraid of?" I bent down and helped her up.

Her eyes were full of flattery and secret excitement.

It seemed as if I was just Err, and I was fooled by her words.

Believe in her, and follow her.

"Si Sizi, what are you talking about in front of the hall?" Si Yanan shouted sternly, and hurriedly came with anger.

Behind him were two other young men who were exactly the same prince's uniform as him. Each of them was full of youthful vitality and caution.

Si Sizi was so scared that his legs shook, and she hid behind me like a conditioned reflex, as if she treated me as her fortress and her sword and shield.

My lips slowly curled up and I looked at her side: "Si Sizi, who recommended you to the Snowland Holy Mountain?"

Si Sizi was confused, but full of loyalty: "I am going to serve Your Highness myself. As long as I can serve Your Highness, I can let go of everything in the mortal world."

Everyone can say good words, but unfortunately the truth does not exist.

Si Yanan had already come to me and saluted me with anger.

I continued to say to Si Sizi in front of not seeing him: "It turned out that you entered the mountain by yourself. No one recommended you or taught you, so you don't know that if there is danger, you must devote yourself to your life until you die, instead of pushing me in front and keeping you from the wind and snow."

My cold voice suddenly made Si Sizi's whole body stiffen. He took my hand on his arm, slowly let go, his body hiding behind me, and slowly moved to the side.

Si Yanan opened his mouth and said, "Your Highness, don't be deceived by her, she will never be loyal to Youth Highness."

The two dogs bite each other, and they both have one mouthful of hair.

Everyone wants to use my identity to kill people with a knife and stand in a place of innocence.

I raised my eyes: "What the third prince said is very true. I don't know the grudges between you, nor can I judge the grudges between you."

"A man's woman is not good after all. You can solve this matter privately. When I leave the king's bedroom, you can give me an answer."

After saying that, I turned around and called up the sky, and entered the bedroom of the King of Southern Xinjiang.

The strong smell of medicine, as well as moisture and darkness, spread in the bedroom of the King of Southern Xinjiang.

In broad daylight, the window curtains were tightly pulled, and only a few swaying candles were taken care of in the bedroom.

The witch doctor knelt on both sides and served carefully.

I walked to the window, opened the curtain with a thud, and for a moment, the sun poured in, illuminating the bedroom.

The King of Southern Xinjiang also aroused a hoarse cry: "Close it quickly, close the damn light, don't see the damn light."

I twisted my body and saw the King of Southern Xinjiang supporting his eyes, covering the light that was shooting in.

I glanced at Cangqiong, who took the action in my hand and pulled open the remaining window curtains in a flash.

The shouts of the King of Southern Xinjiang became shrill, like a person living in the dark. He suddenly saw the sun, feeling full of discomfort and fear.

As he screamed, I walked towards his dragon bed step by step.

He pulled everything from the dragon bed like crazy and threw it down.

He is old, his hair is all white, his face is blue and full of wrinkles.

I met him in the Snowy Holy Mountain before, but it was more than 10 years ago.

I lost my sister, and he asked me that if I don’t marry again, the country in southern Xinjiang will be stable.

I was still a child at that time and was confused about marriage.

I just said casually that the country is stable and the country cannot be separated from a woman, and there is no need to do anything about it.

So after he went down the mountain, he married many women. Now, thinking about it, I didn’t understand the meaning, and he misunderstood my meaning.

He married so many women and gave birth to so many children, which also wiped out his love for the queen who loved the most, and made my sister an indelible cinnabar mole in his heart.

"What's wrong with you?" I got on his dragon bed and approached him: "How did it become like this? What are you afraid of?"

When the King of Southern Xinjiang was young, he was a handsome man. Now he has nothing to do with handsomeness and has a strange old look everywhere, unlike the King of Southern Xinjiang.

The King of Southern Xinjiang grabbed my hand and his eyes became obsessed with each other: "Xi Yan, you are back looking for Gu, are you going to take Gu away?"

Everyone present in the palace gasped. They knew that I was back and were respectful to me, but this respect was destroyed by the King of Southern Xinjiang.

He regarded me as my sister, the late Queen of Southern Xinjiang, and said in the past.

"Who am I?" I asked, and he grabbed my hand tightly, afraid that I would run away: "You are Xi Yan, Gu's queen. Gu has raised Xier to adulthood and can stand alone. Can you take Gu away, okay?"

I didn't expect the love of the King of Nanjiang for his sister so deeply. I don't know their story, but I know that the King of Nanjiang married my sister against the opposition.

My family is not a powerful family, but a private village next to Wucheng, mainly raising snakes. The holy object Aya on the Snowy Holy Mountain is from the hands of my family.

"You didn't raise him, you raised him into a monk." I accused without hesitation: "You didn't see who I am, and just relied on your own in the nightmare and were presumptuous."

The King of Southern Xinjiang is more inclined to me as his sister. I got angry, and I was angry with him, so I let her go to hell alone.

The turbid and unclear eyes of the King of Southern Xinjiang slowly shed tears, and threw me on the dragon bed, and called me with deep affection: "I miss you so much."

Before I could exclaim, the witch doctor and Cangqiong in the room exclaimed, and wanted to come and save me.

The King of Southern Xinjiang was like an old lion who had lost his rationality. He thought that those who had come here would snatch things from his mouth. His arms were no longer strong. He hugged me tightly, pressed me against me, buried his head on my neck and shoulders, and started crying like a child.
Chapter completed!