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"Heh heh!" The empress Shangguan Congxue pursed his lips into a smile and said with a smile, "Autumn Fragrance, actually, I also know that life without a man is really painful, I'm also experiencing it deeply."

Qiu Xiang's eyes gradually became dull as she nodded her head slightly. It was unknown what she was thinking about.

After a quarter of an hour, Autumn Fragrance had prepared everything for Shangguan Tianxue and then prepared to head to the Wutong Palace.

"Empress, are we departing now?" Qiu Xiang asked respectfully.

"Mm, let's go now. We need to take care of Imperial Concubine Yuwen. Little Sister Yuwen, hahahahaha …" Shangguan Tianxue's smile was quite treacherous. The word 'care' had quite the charm to it.

When the two arrived outside the palace, a large number of palace maids saluted in unison. "Greetings, esteemed empress."

"Mm, no need to be so courteous, rise." Shangguan Canxue said with a smile, then walked forward.

Qiu Xiang came to the front and shouted, "Empress, visit Imperial Concubine Yuwen at the Parasol Tree Palace."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shangguan Bongxue got on the Phoenix Chase and the group of people started walking towards the Parasol Tree Palace.

"Dong dong dong, dong dong dong …"

In front of the Forbidden City, a hundred officials were gathered, accompanied by a beautiful woman, followed by an imperial concubine. The Son of Heaven, Xuanyuan Chenmo, was standing in front of them in high spirits.

Sixteen huge, cowhide drums were standing in front of the Forbidden City. In front of each drum, there was a drum soldier who was hammering on the drums with his hammer. The sound of the drums could shake the sky and spread throughout half of the capital.

Outside the Forbidden City, in front of the Son of Heaven, Xuanyuan Chen Mo, there were 102 people kneeling respectfully on one knee. All of them wore golden armor, wore golden helmets, and held golden spears.

Today, was exactly the day that the Emperor Xuanyuan and Chen Mo would send their imperial guards to bring over a hundred Embroidered Uniform Guards to the far north to pluck the Tianshan Snow Lotus.

The Son of Heaven, Xuanyuan Chenmo, was stabbed in Phoenix Palace and was almost succeeded by that assassin.

At the critical moment, the Imperial Consort, Dongfang Ziqing, in order to save the Son of Heaven, Xuanyuan Chen Mo, used her body to block the blade, to block a fatal blow from the Son of Heaven, Xuanyuan Chen Mo, although it was not life-threatening, it had destroyed the skin on the back of the son of heaven, the person whom women cared the most about, and so the son of heaven, Xuanyuan Chen Mo, had listened to the Old Doctor's advice and dispatched his elite troops to the far northern skies to pluck the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus and rebuild the skin on Dongfang, so it could be said that the son of heaven, Xuanyuan Chen Mo, received a blow from Dongfang Ziqing.

The one hundred and two people represented the ultimate strength of the imperial palace, and they were one of the top combat experts of the entire Xuanyuan Kingdom. Each one of them was an expert who had gone through hundreds of battles, and each of them was capable of fighting one on one against a hundred.

Today, the Son of Heaven Xuanyuan, Chen Mo, had sent these 102 people. He was determined to pluck the snow lotus from Tianshan Mountain and reconstruct Dongfang Ziqing's skin.

The Son of Heaven, Xuanyuan, Chen Mo, waved his hand and the drumbeats behind him stopped.

The Son of Heaven, Xuanyuan Chen, was in high spirits, the Sovereign King of a generation had revealed his aura as he shouted, "Today, I will send you all to the skies of the far north to harvest the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus and treat Imperial Consort Yuwen's injuries. With that, he looked at the 102 people kneeling in front of him with a serious expression.

"We will definitely gather the Tianshan Snow Lotus for Imperial Consort Yuwen. We will not let down Your Majesty's hopes." The one hundred and two people in front shouted at the same time.

"Good, you are truly worthy of being my good liaisons. I hereby wish you all success. On the day of success, when you return to the palace, I will definitely reward you handsomely." The Son of Heaven, Xuanyuan Chen Mo, shouted as he waved his hand.

With a wave of his hand, dozens of palace maids walked out from the back. Each of them held a tray filled with fine wine.

Dozens of palace maids passed through the 102 people, each taking down a generation's wine. In the end, the wine was distributed, and the dozens of palace maids left once again.

The Son of Heaven, Xuanyuan Chen Mo, also picked up the wine and raised it up high before shouting, "Drink this wine. If you don't succeed, you won't return."

The Son of Heaven, Xuanyuan Chenmo, raised his head and drained his cup in one gulp.

The 102 people below were all true men of steel and blood. Right now, all of them were in high spirits as their blood and Qi surged. They shouted, "No success, no return!"

After a loud roar, he raised his head to the sky and drained the cup of wine in one gulp.

"Alright, I will be waiting for you in the palace. Set off." The Son of Heaven, Xuanyuan ChenMo, waved his hand and the sixteen ox-skin drums behind him started beating once again. The sound of the drums shook the skies and spread across the whole area, spreading to almost half of the capital city.

"Your Majesty, rest assured. We will definitely complete the mission." The one hundred and two called out in unison, as they turned and walked to the front.

In front of them were 102 Ferghana Horses, and every one of them was covered in glossy and smooth fur. One could tell with a glance that they were good horses that had gone to war on the battlefield.

One hundred and two people stepped forward and mounted their horses. Each of their movements was the same: uniform, uniform, and heroic.

The head of the imperial guards, together with the head of the imperial guards, mounted his horse and cupped his hands together in a salute towards the Emperor Xuan Yuan Chen. He then whipped his horse and galloped off into the distance.

The one hundred royal guards behind him also raised their horsewhips at the same time, galloping off into the distance.

The Son of Heaven, Xuanyuan Chen Mo, lightly nodded his head as he waved his hand, turning around and shouting, "Return to the palace."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The group immediately tidied up the situation and returned to the palace together.

Deep within the Imperial Palace, within the wutong palace.

Dongfang Ziqing was currently leaning on the bed weakly. Her complexion had greatly improved compared to before.

Dongfang Ziqing from before had a pale face, without a trace of blood on her lips. Her face was like golden paper, and her eyes were dim.

Right now, even though she was still very weak, her face was a little red. Her face was no longer pale like before, and her lips were a little red, no longer parched.

The mysterious Big Bro Mine was also quietly watching from the side. In his eyes, there was a slight apologetic look.

"Empress, my attack was too heavy. I did not manage to grasp the handle of the blade well enough and ended up injuring you." The mysterious Big Brother Mine said apologetically.

Even though the mysterious Big Brother Mine was usually very mysterious and didn't like to talk, he was not a heartless person. Now that he saw how serious Dongfang Ziqing's injuries were, he definitely felt guilty.

Dongfang Ziqing smiled slightly and said softly: "Brother Mining, you don't have to blame yourself. Although it's a little heavy, it's still true. Otherwise, how could Xuanyuan Chen Mo believe it? "Since we are going to do this stratagem of suffering, we have to do it perfectly so that no one will be able to see through our flaws. Only then can we be considered as having succeeded, no?" As he spoke, he smiled at big brother Mining.

The mysterious big brother Mining nodded slightly, but didn't say anything.

Then, he took out a small box, took out two small bottles, and handed them to Xue Mei, saying, "Xue Mei, take these two small bottles, this yellow bottle is for treating wounds, it can heal the skin and stop pain. This red bottle is for internal consumption, it can create blood and blood stasis, and the effect is very good.

Xue Mei took the bottle and listened quietly. Then she looked at the bottle and nodded her head, "I understand, Brother Mining."

Just as they were chatting, the empress of the Wutong Palace, Shangguan Congxue, had arrived. The phoenix oxen stopped in front of the gate, and the empress of the Wutong Palace walked out.

"The empress has arrived." Qiu Xiang shouted first.

When the maids outside saw the arrival of the empress, they all bowed and said, "It's your fortune, esteemed empress."

The empress's face was haughty as she ignored the palace maids in front of the doors and, with the support of Autumn Fragrance, entered the Wutong Palace.

Hearing the shouts coming from outside the door, Dongfang Ziqing, Coin Elder Brother, and Xuemei, who were in the palace, were all puzzled.

Xue Mei frowned and said, "What is Shangguan Canxue doing here now?" The cat crying mouse is hypocritical? "

"I must have come to warn you under the guise of visiting your illness, or you should be the one to put up a show of force." Eldest Brother said indifferently.

A few days ago, the Son of Heaven, Xuanyuan Chen, had been assassinated in Phoenix Palace, and Dongfang Ziqing had blocked a blow for the Emperor, Xuanyuan Chen, without any hesitation. This was tantamount to slapping the Empress in the face and giving him a slap, but it was obvious that the Empress was someone who would not repay gratitude, and would only seek revenge and trouble.