Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 937 Talent
The snake venom on his wrist has not faded, and Ying Baoyue still remembers the curse that was about to move.

When flipping through the letter before, Ying Baoyue felt his eyes go dark.

She was used to the severe pain in her left wrist, but at that moment her hand seemed to be awakened by some monster, and the endless killing intent and desire for destruction surged up. She couldn't control this hand.

If it didn't happen that there was a snake in the sleeve, she still didn't know what would happen next.

But one thing is for sure, the curse in her hand reacted to the protective formation in the black box.

Ying Baoyue's eyes were slightly cold, she never forgot where the curse in her hand came from.Although she was in that man's tomb, the talisman that killed the little princess was indeed brought in by those two murderers from outside the imperial tomb.

Where did this talisman come from?

The former Qin princess was killed in the imperial mausoleum. Is it really just a coincidence that she happened to be reborn from the dead body?

From the former Qin to Southern Chu, from Southern Chu to Eastern Wu, more and more discoveries, not only did not solve the problem, but made everything more complicated and confusing.

Ying Baoyue had a premonition in her heart that she would return to that mausoleum one day and solve all the mysteries.

Just as she was circling these questions in her mind, her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by exclamations from the people around her.

"Finished? This, this is really..."

"It's the content of the first handbook..."

"It's exactly the same..."

The scripture slaves had all crowded around her, looking at the scattered papers on the altar, they couldn't restrain their astonishment.

The old man in black had an ugly face, but he couldn't stop the people around him from exclaiming one after another, and it took him a lot of effort to suppress the turmoil in his heart when he looked at the papers.

So much alike, so much alike.

He is already in his seventies, and no one knows that he accompanied Emperor Taizu from an unfavored prince to a prince, then from a prince to King Qin, and finally established the supreme hegemony and became emperor.

He used to be the censor who held the pen beside the emperor.

Although a woman later took his place, he hated female practitioners the most because of this.

But he had to admit that it was too similar.Not only the handwriting of his subordinates, but even the calm eyes in front of major events, and the gesture of writing are very similar to the indifferent and tough young man in his hidden mansion in his memory.

in case……

The old man in black looked at the pale side face of the girl in front of the altar. If she was the late emperor's son, he would be willing to push her to the throne just based on her handwriting.

It's a pity that she is just a princess.

The old man in black took a deep breath, hardened his heart again, and dispelled the absurd thoughts just now.

But other people around didn't think so much.

Seeing Ying Baoyue write the whole book, and seeing the scripture slave unable to suppress the excited reaction in his heart, the eyes of the people around Ying Baoyue were completely different.

"Response from the guardian scripture slave, all the contents have been rewritten?"

"How is it possible to just take a look? Is it true that she wrote this manuscript as she said?"

"How is it possible? This little girl was only four or five years old when this letter was delivered?"

"Maybe it was changed halfway?"

"This..." Hearing the surrounding discussions, the old man in black turned pale, looked at Ying Baoyue and gritted his teeth and asked, "Why do you know the contents of the whole book?"

Now it is impossible to conceal that this woman will imitate Taizu's handwriting, but he must at least deny the possibility that this handwriting was written by a woman.

"Don't worry, the contents of this book are indeed all written by my grandfather," Ying Baoyue accepted it as soon as he saw it, and looked at him with a smile, "As for how I know, it's probably because I have a photographic memory?"

Never forget……

Ji Jiashu was silent. It would be too shocking if she could remember everything after just one glance.

It feels like all the geniuses in the world are vulnerable in front of her.

"How is this possible!" the old man in black roared in disbelief, "How could anyone..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ying Baoyue glanced at him with a smile, "What? Is Master Xiahou unwilling to admit my extraordinary talent?"

The old man in black choked suddenly, choosing the lesser of two evils, if he didn't admit this at this time, then the girl might really insist that this manuscript was originally from her hand.

This woman is threatening her!
"I didn't expect His Majesty Taizu to have such a handsome descendant," the old man in black said in a deep voice after a moment of silence.

The onlookers around heard the words with complicated expressions.

Anyone can see how quickly this attitude has changed.

"Lord Xiahou is absurd," Ying Baoyue said with a smile.

The expressions of the people around were more complicated. This woman was really slithering like a snake, and she wasn't embarrassed at all.

"Princess Qin, have you finished writing?" Zhao Muren's voice came from behind.

"Well," Ying Baoyue looked at the paper on the altar, "It's not exactly the same, let me put it on for you."

wear it?
The people around the altar were startled when they heard the words, remembering that the Taizu's handwriting was indeed made of silver thread, but where can they find the same silver thread now?

"Do you want silver silk?" Zhao Muren frowned slightly, "I'm afraid it's hard to find it on the mountain, or wait for the widow to return to the palace..."

"It's on this mountain," Ying Baoyue said with a smile, and turned to look at a figure beside Zhao Muren, "I remember Princess Changle...seems to have a silver bracelet wrapped in silk?"

Zhao Muren was taken aback, and a woman's scream sounded behind him.

"You! You actually thought of the idea of ​​Ben Gong's bracelet?"

Princess Changle, who was hiding behind Zhao Muren, looked at the girl on the altar who she thought was going to be unlucky. She didn't know how the fire caught her. If Zhao Muren wasn't by her side, she would have rushed up and tore that woman's body. mouth.

However, Zhao Muren lowered his head, and Princess Changle immediately shivered while holding the bracelet.

"Changle?" Zhao Muren said lightly, "I do remember that you have it."

"But...but this was given to me by my mother..." Princess Changle gritted her teeth and said.

Although she was adopted, her biological mother was still alive. She knew that the mothers of these men in the Zhao family all died young, and they would soften their hearts whenever they mentioned their mothers.

"Really?" Ying Baoyue's cool voice sounded not far away at this time, "If I remember correctly, the silk-wrapped bracelet is the style of Nanchu, where only men would give it to women as a token of love. "

She looked at Ji Jiashu beside her and smiled slightly, "Mr. Chunhua, am I right?"

I don't know how she knows these things...

Ji Jiashu nodded with complicated emotions.

He nodded, and there was an uproar around him.

Just because of Ying Baoyue's words and Ji Jiashu's affirmation...it was tantamount to publicly pointing out that the eldest princess of Soochow and the man had made a private decision for life.

It may be an exaggeration to say that it is a private life, but at least it is a private grant.

No matter what the word is, it doesn't seem to be very nice.

Ying Baoyue looked at the princess who lied in public with calm eyes.

The snake-attracting incense on the princess may have been created by other experts, but the intention to plot against her on the mountain road and make her look ugly in public was not fake.Although I don't know where she offended this presumptuous princess, but the person who hurt her heart...

She doesn't mind making it pay.

(End of this chapter)