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Could it be that in their eyes, she, Ling Xiang'er, was really so humble?

"Why, the empress is not willing?" Xuan Wumian sat with his back to Ling Xiang'er.

The voice was full of deep coldness, and there was no room for others to resist.

Rong Luo held Ling Xiang'er's catkin nervously, not wanting Ling Xiang'er to lose face in front of many servants.

Ling Xiang'er cast a reassuring look at Rong Luo, smiled and walked in front of Xuan Wumian and Song Yuling without saying a word.

"The emperor and sister are so loving, the concubine will make a fool of herself." Ling Xiang'er said with a smile.

As soon as she finished speaking, she pulled out the golden hairpin from her bun, rolled up her big sleeves, and the golden hairpin pierced fiercely into her white, smooth arm.

The long bloodstain was shocking, and Song Yuling turned pale with fright.Xuan Wumian frowned even more, he was extremely dissatisfied with Ling Xianger's increasingly rebellious heart and extreme methods.

"Now the emperor and sister still want their concubines to perform dances?" Ling Xiang'er smiled and dropped the blood-stained nobile.

Love cannot be fulfilled, and hate cannot be eliminated.Then remember this torment and pain, and she will never repeat the same mistakes in the next life.

Xuan Wumian slapped the stone table with his big palm, "Disappointing, come and take the queen down."

Several eunuchs wanted to go forward, but they dared not touch Ling Xiang'er, as if she was covered with poison.

In the end, Rong Luo stepped forward and took out silk to hastily bandage the wound on Ling Xiang'er's arm.

"Rong Luo, am I stupid?" Ling Xiang'er asked softly, her voice trembling.

She was also afraid, afraid that if she stabbed, all the favors would be broken, and her position would be lost because of it. In the end, what she saved was her only self-esteem left.

After Ling Xiang'er left, Xuan Wumian was no longer in the mood to appreciate the flowers, and left without caring about Song Yuling.

Dou Wenjing saw the injured Ling Xianger at the corner of the corridor, and he saluted Ling Xianger.

"No, General Dou." Ling Xiang'er asked Dou Wenjing to excuse her.

Rong Luo and Dou Wenjing glanced at each other, and finally they passed each other.

Looking at Ling Xiang'er who was going away, Dou Wenjing wondered where the injury on her arm came from.

Coincidentally, Xuan Wumian had already walked to Dou Wenjing's side, "What are you looking at, with a focused face."

"No, I was just thinking how could the empress be injured if she was so good?" He had no idea that the injury was caused by Xuan Wumian in front of him.

It turned out that Dou Wenjing had already met Ling Xiang'er. Xuan Wumian and Dou Wenjing were standing under the Jiuqu Corridor, and he was looking at the withered lotus in the pond.

"She stabbed herself." Xuan Wumian said lightly.

Dou Wenjing roughly understood what had happened to make Ling Xiang'er hurt herself recklessly, perhaps it was Xuan Wumian who forced her to do something, this was resistance and a declaration.

"Your Majesty, I think that if the empress continues to be hurt like this, I'm afraid she will be completely bruised in the future." He didn't want Xuan Wumian to regret it later.

Ling Xiang'er understood him, at least Song Yuling only loved Xuan Wumian's power, not himself.

If Song Yuling were to lose the throne, he would never look at Xuan Wumian, and Ling Xiang'er would always follow him steadfastly.

"Actually, I'm not afraid of Song Yuling's selfishness, but I'm afraid of Ling Xiang'er being considerate of others." In his life, he was used to being alone.

Afraid of losing, so I would rather never have it.

Dou Wenjing can understand Xuan Wumian's mood, it is meaningless if he has never had it, if he has it and loses it, how can he let it go.

For Song Yuling's behavior, Xuan Wumian has always been like a mirror.

Ling Xiang'er returned to the bedroom, Rong Luo helped her to sit down, and then went out to find medicine for sores.

Sitting on the chair, Ling Xianger thought of Xuan Wumian's expression just now, like an awl piercing her heart, it was so painful.

"Princess, bandage the wound first!" Rong Luo untied the silk.

The wound was in front of her eyes, and the opening was turned outwards. It can be said that her stabbing was a heavy hand.

Looking at Ling Xiang'er's injury, Rong Luo felt very sad.

"Princess, your parents are your parents. Even for the sake of Concubine Ling, you can't hurt yourself like this."

How could the current situation allow her to think twice.

It was Xuan Wumian and Song Yuling who forced her to lose her dignity in front of a bunch of slaves, and she did this only for her own self-esteem.

Even if it hurts the killer, she will not compromise.

Regarding Xuan Wumian's actions, Rong Luo was very helpless.

"Princess, why don't we leave Fengyi Pavilion in the future!" Right and wrong continue every day, once we leave Fengyi Pavilion, things will be endless.

Some people cannot be avoided, even if she hides in Fengyi Pavilion for the rest of her life, she cannot stop Song Yuling from personally sending them to her door.

Ling Xiang'er always believed that avoidance was not the answer, it was time for her to do something to show Xuan Wumian and Song Yuling that she, Ling Xiang'er, was not easy to bully.

"Silly girl, we can't avoid them coming uninvited." Ling Xiang'er endured the pain from the wound.

Rong Luo bandaged Ling Xiang'er's wound, tidied it up properly, put away the golden sore medicine and walked in front of Ling Xiang'er.

If Rong Luo is gone in the future, how will she face the future?That long road, as long as she thinks about it, Ling Xiang'er feels scared.

"Rong Luo, I've figured out a way to send you out of the palace, and I'll tell you when the time comes." She looked into Rong Luo's eyes.

When he heard that he was able to leave the palace, Rong Luo suddenly felt very complicated.

She couldn't stay to take care of Ling Xiang'er, she was very worried.Once she leaves the palace, she can go back to her distant hometown. Although she is happy, she will never see Ling Xiang'er again, but she can't be happy no matter what.

"Princess..." Rong Luo called Ling Xiang'er.

Without saying a thousand words, Ling Xiang'er stretched out her uninjured hand, smiled and patted the back of Rong Luo's hand.

"You have to be happy, you will be able to leave the palace immediately. If there is a destiny, we will meet again." Her words were very open-minded.

Rong Luo said helplessly, and didn't know what to say to express his mood at this moment.

The atmosphere in Fengyi Pavilion seemed sluggish, Ling Xiang'er looked at the wound, and thought of Xuan Wumian and Song Yuling asking her to perform dances to cheer her up, her heart filled with infinite sadness.

In Xuan Wumian's eyes, she could not compare to Song Yuling after all.

Forget it, twisted melons are not sweet, she doesn't want to fight Song Yuling, so why bother to lose?

I hope that one day, she can also leave Xixia Kingdom and leave the palace.

Song Yuling, who helped Xiao Peiyao find the late emperor's edict in private, couldn't find the portrait that Xiao Peiyao had mentioned.

Xuan Wumian's portraits should have been hidden by Xuan Wumian, after all, what he respects most is Xianer.

Song Yuling sneaked into Chengqian Palace to look for the portraits of Xuan Wumian while Xuan Wumian was in court.

After searching and searching, Song Yuling couldn't figure it out, should Xiao Peiyao not leave such an important matter to her to handle?

So, why did she entrust such a big task to her?

No, just leave here first.

Song Yuling thought of Xiao Peiyao's character, so she shouldn't have come to look for the will.

Looking at the person Xiao Peiyao trusts the most?Besides her, there is someone Xiao Peiyao trusts the most.

Yes, it's Xu Rong.Then, there is absolutely nothing wrong with looking for Xu Rong regarding the search for the late emperor's edict.

Seeing that there was still a cup of tea before the next court, Song Yuling had no choice but to go back to the Yangwu Palace first.

At that time, it would be better for Jiang Yue to go there in person, and invite Xu Rong to come to the Yangwu Palace to sit down and ask him about the late emperor's edict by the way.

With Jiang Yue, Song Yuling was silent all the way.

"Is the imperial concubine worried about something?" Jiang Yue noticed Song Yuling's expression and asked with concern.

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