Chapter 127: The Tragic Queen vs. the Affectionate Emperor (1)

"Am I dead? There are so many candles here, how strange." The thin girl with a round face looked at the two people who suddenly appeared in front of her without any fear.

After leaving the palace, she felt relieved, although she also felt sad about leaving her lover.

"Do you want to see your soul-guiding lantern?" Shi Yi tempted.

People who don't have a wish will not come here for no reason. The little queen in front of him must have something to ask for.

"What can I see?" The little queen frowned slightly, feeling indescribably sad.

She was very uneasy in her heart, afraid of seeing something that she couldn't bear.

"You will know when you see it." Shi Yi waved his five fingers, and clear scenes immediately appeared, flashing one after another.

"Sister Dong, how could Sister Dong be my lover?" The little queen covered her chest and took a few steps back, her face full of disbelief.

"You have been calculated from the beginning." Shi Yi's eyes were cold, without a trace of pity, "In the harem, do you think there are people who are pure and kind?"

"Ah..." The little queen obviously couldn't accept the current facts. She covered her head and screamed.

"You should see what your father, mother, and your family suffered after you died?" Shi Yi moved his fingers slightly, and the light of the soul-guiding lamp condensed into a picture and presented it to everyone.

"My father was killed on the battlefield, my mother hanged herself, and the whole family was directly demoted to pariahs and trampled on by others..." The little queen widened her eyes, her expression terrified, "How could this happen?"

"This is all because you trusted your lover and thought that if you eloped with him instead of being a queen, everything would be over." Shi Yi closed his five fingers, and the wick of the soul-guiding lamp dimmed for a moment.

"I have been fooled from the beginning to the end." The light in the little queen's eyes dimmed instantly, and her expression began to become distorted, "Dong Boshu, you actually hurt me to such an extent."

"In fact, you didn't have doubts, did you?" Shi Yi gave Fu Liansheng a look, asking him to prepare paper and pen.

"Yes, in this palace, apart from the emperor who can freely enter and leave the harem, is there any other man who has such courage? I suspected it from the beginning." The little queen looked up at the sky and laughed, "I obviously suspected

it a long time ago, but I still believed the lies of her so-called brother. I thought I found love, but I didn't expect that I would send myself, my father and mother, and the entire family into an irreversible situation." "Sign it. It can make your wish come true." Shi Yi raised his sleeves lightly, and the rice paper had already flown in front of the little queen.

"There is no free lunch in the world, what do I need to pay?" The little queen signed her name without hesitation.

Her poor life that was manipulated was really pathetic. Now that she had the opportunity to change, she had no reason to refuse.

"Ten years of dynasty luck." The little queen's expression returned to normal, her smile pale but warm, "I think you will definitely not refuse."

She is the queen of the Darong Dynasty, and she also carries the national destiny. Then, let her recycle it.

"Very tempting." Shi Yi took back the signed rice paper, pressed the handprint, and with a wave of his sleeves, the little queen disappeared into the hall.

"Why do you have to work so hard?" Fu Liansheng put away the paper and pen, with unspeakable heartache in his eyebrows, but his face was still cold and indifferent.

"Fu Liansheng, I don't want to be unilaterally suppressed and hurt again." Shi Yi clenched his fists.

The scene of being tortured by Fu Sheng is still vivid. Lord Shenzhu will not save her a second time. She, now, must become strong herself.

Darong Dynasty.

The streets are full of shops, hawkers walk the streets and alleys, the aroma of food, the smell of rouge and powder of the girls in the brothel, strangely blended together, forming a thriving picture.

The young man, who had just turned thirteen, was wearing brocade clothes and gorgeous clothes, swinging his braids, with his hands behind his back, singing songs, looking left and right, and swaying, showing off on the street.

"Miss, how about this young master today?" Juan'er, a maid with pigtails all over her head, was discussing with her young lady who was dressed as a man.

"Although he looks a little arrogant, he is a good-looking man. He is more handsome than the young men I have seen before." Dong Boshu tapped the white jade pendant with dragon pattern hidden on his waist with his fingers, "That is a valuable item. This young man is either rich or noble. He dares to wear a dragon pattern, so he is very likely a royal relative."

"Is he more suitable to be your husband than all the young men before?" Juan'er joked boldly.

"If he is really rich or noble, marrying him will give my mother some comfort." Dong Boshu was in a low mood and stood up. "I will be fourteen in a year. Auntie doesn't like our third room and will definitely not choose a good match for me. I am lucky not to marry a poor man."

"Miss, we will definitely live a good life with my wife." Juan'er held her hand to comfort her.

"Yes." Dong Boshu held her hand in return and smiled, "So I must take my future into my own hands. When the time comes, I will take you and my mother to live a good life together."

"Miss, I am so lucky to be with you." Juan'er was obviously moved.

Dong Boshu touched her head, then straightened his collar, coughed lightly, and asked, "Young lady, don't worry, I will definitely let you eat delicious food and drink spicy food in the future." Juan'er, who

was originally moved and sad, burst out laughing, "Miss, although you look like a man now, you will definitely be exposed once you speak."

"Then we can only rely on medicine." Dong Boshu took out a small green bottle from his sleeve, shook out a black pill, and stuffed it into his mouth, "Do you speak like a man now?"

"Yeah." Juan'er reached out and wiped the black powder on her neck to cover her skin color, "What are our plans today?"

"This is a street market, there is only one avenue, and he will definitely pass by the horse farm. We will ambush in front of him later, you pat the horse's butt, it will be frightened and rush in front of the young master, and I will go out to save the beauty." Dong Boshu's idea was particularly good. She was

so scheming at such a young age, and the folk spies who accidentally heard her plan couldn't help but be shocked.

"Shi'er, wait for mother in the sedan chair. Come out quickly." A beautiful middle-aged woman in a blue and purple Qi dress twisted her handkerchief and whispered at the door of the sedan chair.

"Don't worry, mother. Shi'er will be obedient." The woman's voice was dignified and elegant.

When the young man saw the blue dragon ornaments hanging on the sedan chair, he guessed that it was his aunt's sedan chair. The middle-aged beautiful woman who appeared was undoubtedly his aunt.

In order not to be caught and taken back to the palace, he quickly hid.

"Miss, what is he going to do?" Juan'er was puzzled.

"Stupid." Dong Boshu hit her head with a fan, "Now you have to call me Master."

(End of this chapter)