Xuanyuan Jing slowly walked out of the gate of the palace. There was a stool that had been placed on the foot. She stepped on the carriage elegantly, and the maid who followed her neatly held her skirt, and gently straightened it out and put it behind her. Sang Qiqi held the little bun and looked at the situation. She walked towards the carriage behind with a very clever movement and got on the carriage without losing her demeanor. She lowered her eyes and looked at the quiet little bun, and her thoughts were a little confused.

The little bun rubbed against the familiar arms. The maids just now were not as beautiful as the beauty they held now, so I didn't want them to hug them.╭(╯^╰)╮And the arms were not fragrant at all! And I was about to see my father, so happy~

The carriage was rumbled forward, and the neat sound of horse hooves came. Through the light screen window, I looked at the crowd watching the carriage on the street. The faces were curious, and I praised the princess in the carriage for being so beautiful. The laughter couldn't help but overflow. Princess Linglong was indeed beautiful, but with so many layers of curtains, only the people in the car could see outside. The people outside were afraid that they could not even see the color of clothes the people inside were wearing, so how could they see what beauty they were.

After walking for about half an hour, the carriage stopped. Before the curtain was lifted, a maid sent a message from the shaft: "Miss Sang, please get out of the car. Let's meet Her Majesty the Empress with His Highness. The carriage cannot be in any more."

"Sister Xie reminded me." Sang Qiqi replied politely, and took the hem of the pleated skirt because he had been sitting for a long time. He walked out of the carriage with a little bun and walked out of the carriage with the curtain lifted by the maid. When he landed on the ground, he staggered slightly due to poor blood in his legs, and the steps on his head swayed, which looked particularly beautiful.

Xiao Baozi looked at the familiar palace wall and instantly sang in high spirits. The fat guys patted each other from time to time, or pulled the patterns embroidered on the collars of Sang Qiqi's clothes, and he didn't have a stable moment along the way.

Sang Qiqi didn't care about so much at this time. She followed Princess Linglong's footsteps, turned over the eaves and finally arrived at the long stairs. Before she knew that climbing these steps was the main hall, and entering the hall could see the dragon throne on the jade stairs. The Queen of Southern Jin was the Queen of Southern Jin. Ye Jiangxue, who was so angry.

She walked up the steps smoothly, touching the little snake posing as a bracelet on her wrist with her fingertips. The cold touch made her rational and clear, and she would not be lost in the anger of seeing her enemy.

"Miss Sang, the opportunity is fleeting, I hope you can take it well." A sentence floated not far away in front of her. The familiar voice made her know where it came from without looking up. There was a little bitter smile on the corner of her lips. Now she is a knife in the hands of others. If she succeeds in killing the enemy, it is a famous knife for all ages; if she fails, it is a scrap iron that has no master to abandon, simple and direct, realistic and cruel.

"Princess Xuan... Princess Linglong's visit." A sharp and harsh voice came from the hall. After several singing, it was heard and passed down from the ears, like an echo, making people a little dazed.

Whether it succeeds or not, in this battle, there is no way to turn back.
Chapter completed!