The killer of the cold princess is not too cold

The candlelight in the palace lantern jumped in a panic, and Ruo Lin, accompanied by her maid, leisurely returned to the bedroom.

The air of early autumn is filled with the faint fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Ruolin stretched contentedly, sniffing the fragrant air, somewhat satisfied with her current life.

The man who loved her so much now loves her like a baby, and has gained beauty like a flower. Maybe God feels that he owes her too much in the previous life, and he should make up for her in this life.

As for Rumeng, I don't find it particularly intrusive now. Seeing her pale and blue face tonight, most of the resentment in her heart has disappeared. I gave her a knife in my previous life, and the grievances between them have been evened out.

Ruolin lightly stroked his still flat abdomen, a happy smile couldn't help but rise on his face.

Thinking of the dreamlike scene of menacing in the imperial garden, I still want to laugh.

The woman's face turned pale with fright!

Unexpectedly, she still cared a lot about Shangguan Xiao, but unfortunately, Shangguan Xiao was cold and ruthless to her.

Now the situation of the two of them just happened to be reversed from that of the 21st century.

What an idiot, the so-called tiger does not eat its children, how could she be willing to kill her own child.

Mo Tian and Shangguan Xiao are not alone, although they look alike, she is Ruolin, no, how can she, Sun Manli, not be able to tell which is good and which is bad, she may be wishful thinking in the 21st century, but in this life, she is confident Shangguan Xiao really loved her.

The hatred may not dissipate for a while, but it will fade after a long time.

"Whoosh" the lights went out.

The maids panicked, their eyes adapted to the light were very obvious to the sudden darkness, for a moment Ruolin didn't know what happened.

The eyes can't see, but the ears can clearly hear the sound of thumping.

It sounded like someone falling to the ground.

"Who, what happened?" Ruo Lin asked tremblingly, tightening the embroidered handkerchief with both hands.

Silence, a terrible silence swept over.

No one answered, and there seemed to be no one around.

"Chunlan, Xiaoling, what's the matter with you? Why is the light off?" With no other choice, Ruolin could only yell boldly.

It was too far away from Shangguan Xiaobuyan's place, Ruolin could only call out twice in a clear voice, hoping to attract the attention of the guards patrolling around.

But, it's strange, are all the soldiers on holiday tonight?

"Concubine Lin, you don't have to work in vain, no one will come here." A little fire came out from the boundless darkness, and a woman's voice came from the silence.

The flickering light jumping on the fire folds illuminated the beautiful face of the visitor.

"Who are you?" Ruo Lin stepped back slightly, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

"Concubine Lin, it's so noble that you forget things so much that you don't even know me." The visitor calmly picked up a lantern on the ground, and lit the tinder in the torch on the candle wick.

The surroundings lit up little by little, and Ruobin finally saw the whole picture of the person who came.

"You are, that maid—"

"Ah——" Ruobin yelled out in shock when his sight fell on the stumbling corpses all over the ground.

"Shhh—if Concubine Lin doesn't want to be the soul of the sword, please silence your voice." Xiao Jia wiped away the blood that was still warm on the sword, raised her eyes and smiled at Ruo Lin.

"What do you want to do?" Ruo Lin stepped back, when did she offend them, and how did she attack her.

"Nothing, I just want to borrow something from you."

"Wh-what-?" Sweat overflowed from her forehead at some point, and Sun Manli's face was pale. Why, her good life was only a short two months. Is God playing with her?

Xiao Jia didn't say a word, and came to Ruo Lin in an instant, pulled off the red silk thread around her neck, then picked up the lantern and carefully looked at the Dianlong jade pendant in the hands of the person, with a magnificent light shining in her eyes, "I just want it."

"Then you have to ask me if I'm willing?" A gust of fierce wind suddenly struck, and a black figure jumped out of the rockery unexpectedly, turned around in one go, flew into the air, and pressed acupuncture points.

"You—" Xiaojia looked at the man in front of him in frustration and surprise. Wasn't he sent away by the prince?