Chapter 142 Queen of Southern Xinjiang

I don’t know whether I like it or not, but I have a good impression of it.

For example, when Bingwen was talking to Yuzhu, this was the first time that she did not send Shen Sinian away, but instead kept him to serve tea and water. It was also the first time that the young man and Bingwen faced each other.

Yuzhu was not afraid of being overheard by him. After all, what they were talking about this time was not a big deal. Besides, there was a snake she had planted in his body, so he was under her control.

Bingwen looked at the two of them calmly, his smile deepening: "Does this person have a clean background?"

I'm talking about Shen Sinian.

In front of Bingwen, Yuzhu seemed a little reserved and her temper was much calmer. She spoke softly, fearing that she would upset him. "We have already sent someone to investigate. His family is in Jingguo. Both his parents are businessmen and have a clean background."

When he heard the word "Jingguo", Bingwen couldn't help but be distracted.

First, Bingwen lurked in Jingguo for more than ten years, and then Shen Sinian broke into southern Xinjiang and stood in front of him. You see, I am a bit like before.

Things change over time, and it seems that one's life cannot be complete without being an undercover agent at least once.

Bingwen continued, "Have the pigs been planted?"

Yuzhu grinned brightly: "It's planted, and it's a top-quality one."

It's just slightly worse than what was in Emperor Jing's body back then.

But she didn't dare say this, because no one knew what the Lord had experienced in Jingguo, and the name of Emperor Jing was like a taboo word that no one dared to mention in front of him.

Bingwen looks gentle and kind, but he is actually very cruel and ruthless. Even the King of Southern Xinjiang has to give him some face, let alone Yuzhu.

After hearing this, Bingwen nodded in relief, and then talked about today's events: "The Queen has missed you very much these days, let's go to the palace to see her."

But as soon as she finished speaking, Yuzhu's face turned pale, and her originally bright eyes looked around without focus. She trembled and said intermittently: "Aunt...Aunt wants to see me again?"

The Queen of Southern Xinjiang was her mother's elder sister.

Bingwen seemed to be oblivious to her fear. He still had a gentle smile on his face, like an unchanging mask: "Well, she said she was worried about you, so you should bring the sweetheart you mentioned before to her for a look."

"If you don't go, the Queen will naturally not say anything, but the King of Southern Xinjiang, who loves her dearly, will definitely be unhappy with you."

Yuzhu had no way to retreat, and she smiled a smile that was uglier than crying: "Okay, I'll take people to see my aunt right now..."

Since Wu Shi failed to catch up, he now sets his sights on Shen Sinian.

It was not until Bingwen left that Yuzhu poured herself a cup of tea and drank it for several days, hoping to ease the fear in her heart. Then she pointed her finger and said, "You, quickly pack your clothes and follow me into the palace."

Yuzhu was arrogant and fearless. Shen Sinian had been lurking for so long and this was the first time he saw her like this. He looked like a piece of clean jade, staring at her with clear eyes and pretending to be curious: "Is the queen so frightening?"

Yuzhu had already investigated him thoroughly and knew that this outsider knew nothing. She gave him a complicated look and said, "It's not the queen who's scary, it's the King of Southern Xinjiang."

She murmured in despair: "Aunt has always loved me, but now this kind of love makes me scared..."

Shen Sinian observed carefully and found that her disgust and fear did not seem to be fake but came from her bones. Who is this queen?

He lowered his voice and said, "I will protect the young lady. Let's go."

Not to mention, Yuzhu had just experienced the hopeless Yin and Yang Formation, and now she was emotionally fragile. Shen Sinian's words made her heart skip a beat.

One wanted to enter the palace to gather more intelligence, and the other felt that this young guard might really have some feelings for him, otherwise why did he try so hard to save him back then and why is he comforting him now?

The two entered the palace, each with their own thoughts.

Sitting in the main seat was the gentle and elegant King of Southern Xinjiang, and next to him was the Queen, who was wearing a white gauze dress and a veil on her head, so her face could not be seen clearly.

The man held her in his arms affectionately, his eyes full of love that even an outsider like Shen Sinian, who didn't understand love affairs, could see at a glance.

Bingwen stood on one side, ready to take orders at any time; in the middle of the hall were Shen Sinian and Yuzhu.

Ever since he entered the palace, the young man couldn't help but frowning.

A lot of musk was lit in the hall. The smell was so strong that the air was filled with lingering smoke, which made people want to cough.

But it was vague, and even though it was covered by the strong fragrance, the boy's sensitive nose still smelled it.

It smells bad.

A nauseating stench.

The King of Southern Xinjiang pardoned the two and did not have to kneel down to pay respect. He waved to Yuzhu lovingly and said, "Zhuzhu, come quickly and bring your sweetheart to your aunt."

Yuzhu's fingertips trembled, she suppressed the resistance in her heart, put on a brilliant smile, led Shen Sinian to the Queen, and said with a smile: "Aunt, look, this is the person Zhuzhu likes, don't worry about me anymore, someone will take care of Zhuzhu."

The queen said nothing. She raised her slender arm and placed her cool hand on the back of her hand, patting it gently.

Almost at the moment their skin touched, Yuzhu's pupils shrank rapidly, out of fear.

Shen Sinian discovered this point very quickly.

He carefully looked at the empress whose face he could not see, and lowered his gaze to the hand covering Yuzhu.

The skin was covered with dark purple marks.

Shen Sinian couldn't help but breathe faster.

It's corpse spots.

The queen sprayed herself with fragrant perfume, but it still couldn't cover up the increasingly obvious stench.

The young man was filled with fear and shock. No wonder Yuzhu was so scared. How could he not be scared of a dead person who could move?

The King of Southern Xinjiang tilted his head and kissed the woman's cheek lovingly through the veil. He gently took the woman's hand away from the back of Yuzhu's hand, and then held it in his own palm with care: "You can't favor Zhuzhu so much, I'm going to be jealous."

After saying this, his sharp eyes scanned Shen Sinian up and down, and then he smiled with satisfaction and said, "He is indeed extraordinary, and he is almost the same age as Zhuzhu, so they are a good match. After a while, I will arrange a marriage for you, and let the queen see it and fulfill her wish."

Yuzhu's legs and feet went limp in this horrifying fear, and the nauseating stench of corpse filled her nose.

No one could have imagined that the queen, who was the most favored among the three thousand concubines in the harem, was actually a corpse, a corpse controlled by a parasite that was refined by the King of Southern Xinjiang using unorthodox methods.

My uncle's love has become insane, obsessive, gloomy and terrifying. My aunt loved her very much when she was alive, but now she is dead. Anyone would go crazy if they were forced to talk and act coquettishly with a dead body all day long.

Except for that madman King of Southern Xinjiang, he knows how to enjoy it.

The young man curled up his five fingers hidden in his sleeves tightly, and his palms were painful because of the nails.

What incredible things are hidden in southern Xinjiang? How many secrets are floating in the dark abyss?