That night, the lights in Qin Yanning's bedroom were not turned off.

Yuzhu, Yutang, Ming'er and others were guarding in Qin Yanning's room. The lights in the room were as bright as day. Qin Yanning had her hair untied and spread behind her, leaning lazily on the bed.

The people guarding outside the room were all palace servants belonging to Tuoba Ling. Although the people inside did not understand what Qin Yanning was going to do next, they also knew that earth-shaking changes were about to take place in the palace, and everyone looked a little nervous.

Yuzhu and Yutang followed Qin Yanning all day long, and they had a better idea of ​​what was about to happen. Looking at the princess sitting on the bed contentedly, their hearts were in their throats.

They all understood the Third Prince's feelings for his princess, but if that thing could really succeed, would the princess be able to sit in the position she wanted?

Although there is a tradition of inheritance from father to son in the desert, power always pushes people further and further away. They all entered the palace when they were young, and they all know that sincerity is a joke in front of imperial power.

Ming Yiyi saw Qin Yanning raise her hand to pinch her shoulder, and walked silently to her side and started massaging it for her.

Yuzhu and Yutang, who were obviously absent-minded, only reacted at this moment and both of them moved closer to Qin Yanning.

Qin Yanning didn't care what they were thinking. She wanted much more from this little world than before. This road was destined to be difficult, but she had never believed in herself as much as she did now.

If she doesn't dare to do what she wants in the small world, how should she deal with those scum who have hurt her after returning to the real world?

Qin Yanning picked up the teacup on the small table and took a sip, but there was a chill in his eyes that did not belong to this still somewhat hot autumn.

Ming Yanning looked at the little princess in front of her with a dazed expression. Qin Yanning looked a bit like Concubine Lin, but she was braver than Concubine Lin, and there was no cowardice in her eyes.

Her originally gentle appearance matched with Qin Yanning's now ambitious and cold eyes, not only did not seem inconsistent, but it even added a bit of mysterious and cold feeling to her.

Ming Yiyi couldn't help but say, "You are different from your mother."

Because Ming Er Er had previously cried bitterly over the news of Lady Lin's death, Qin Yanning had developed a favorable impression of the seemingly grumpy old lady. She looked at Ming Er Er, whose hair was a little gray, and smiled, "If I were like my mother, then this Desert Palace would be my grave."

Qin Yanning was not exaggerating. In her previous life, the original owner died in this way in the cold desert palace. Before she died, she couldn't even see what the outside of the palace looked like.

Ming Yiyi also laughed. Her hand fell on Qin Yanning's head, her fingers weaving into his hair, gently pressing his scalp. "If your mother had the same courage as you, she wouldn't have died in the palace."

Qin Yanning patted Ming'er's wrinkled right hand without saying anything.

In the second half of the night, there was indeed a commotion in the Queen Mother's palace, and all kinds of noises even reached Qin Yanning's room.

Hearing the screams coming from the Queen's palace, Yuzhu asked softly, "Princess, do you need me to go out and investigate?"

Qin Yanning looked at Yuzhu's trembling hands and tapped her forehead unhappily. "Just stay here and guard me. What's the point of you going out? Let's just wait and see what happens."

Qin Yanning withdrew his hand, wiped the sweat from his palm on his clothes, and took a deep breath.

Although she told Tuoba Ling everything she knew from the original owner's memory about the palace coup, and she also knew that Tuoba Ling was the ultimate winner in the previous life, she was still nervous at the moment.

Originally, she wanted to help Tuoba Ling, but was directly rejected by Tuoba Ling.

The man was always easy to talk to in front of her, but that day he gave her a cold face, which was rare. "Just stay in your bedroom. There are many people in your palace who know some martial arts. If anything really happens, they can protect you."

"Wait until I give you good news. You don't have to take risks with me."

"No matter what the outcome, you have to live."

Qin Yanning had to admit that her heart skipped a beat when Tuoba Ling said this to her. The man's eyes were firm, and he looked at her as if he were looking at a precious treasure. The possessiveness in his eyes was so strong that it seemed to condense into substance and flow out.

Qin Yanning knew that Tuoba Ling was worried about that possibility. Even though he had the powerful weapon Zhuge Crossbow in his hand, he was still worried about any accidents happening. Qin Yanning appreciated his kindness.

Seeing that Qin Yanning didn't say anything, Ming Yiyi reduced the strength of her hands a lot.

-------------------------------------

In the Queen Mother's bedroom, she had just woken up from a long and beautiful dream. She opened her eyes, stretched, but felt the coldness on her side.

The confused Queen Consort didn't even react. She stood there stiffly for a moment, then suddenly got up from the bed, raised the dim candlelight at the head of the bed and looked at the man lying beside her.

The next second, the Queen Mother's scream came from the bedroom.

The Queen Dowager's scream alarmed the palace maids, who lit the lanterns in the palace corridors. For a moment, the Queen Dowager's bedroom became the brightest place in the palace.

There were many people gathered outside the bedroom. Tuoba listened to the screams of the Queen Consort coming from the room and frowned slightly.

Qin Yanning only told him that she had given them both a beautiful dream. Presumably, the Queen Concubine had just woken up from her dream and found that Tuoba Xiao, who was lying beside her, was already dead. She was so frightened that she cried out.

Amu, who had just returned from Dazhang, looked at Tuoba Ling and asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, shall we take action?"

Tuoba Ling shook his head and said, "Wait a little longer. If there's any movement in the palace, they won't miss it. Let's wait until everyone is here before we take action."

Amu nodded and clenched the Zhuge Crossbow in his hand. His Highness has been keeping a low profile for many years, waiting for this moment.

However, Amu was also a little curious about why His Highness knew that there would be trouble in the Queen Mother's palace tonight, and even changed the commander who would patrol the imperial city to himself early on.

Could it be that His Highness has other spies in this palace?

Amu looked at Tuoba Ling who had stopped talking, and felt that the master in front of him was full of mystery.

Tuoba Ling naturally didn't know that Amu had already imagined him to a higher level. Feeling Amu's burning gaze, he moved his position calmly.

Why does he feel that this kid Amu is more excited about launching a palace coup than him?