Fengming Emperor Pavilion

Chapter 8
Hualou didn't close his eyes all night, and didn't fall asleep until it was almost dawn. When he woke up, Donghua had already left.

"Miss, you're awake." Liu Nian walked in with water while talking.

Shen Hualou looked at her, wondering if they saw Donghua when he left.

She got out of bed and put on her clothes as if nothing had happened, and walked to the dressing table, Fleeting Nian wet a towel and handed it to her, brushing her hair while saying: "My lord told you to go have breakfast after you wake up."

"The prince is here?" Hualou asked tentatively.

"No, the butler came and said."

After listening to Fleeting Year's words, a slight smile curled up at the corner of her mouth: "Well, it's enough to simply pull the hair up."

While helping her to pull her hair, Liu Nian looked at her in the bronze mirror and said, "Miss, did you not rest last night? You look bad."

Shen Hualou thought, a man is lying on the bed in the middle of the night, can he rest?
"It's okay, just put on some light makeup."

After tidying up, Shen Hualou went to the main hall alone. Donghua was sitting at the dining table waiting quietly. Seeing her walking in with small steps, Donghua's brows had a fine line.

"I have seen the prince." Hualou said softly.

Donghua didn't speak, Shen Hualou stepped forward by himself, and sat down slowly, looking at the displeased Donghua, Shen Hualou frowned deeply, and asked, "Who else are you waiting for?"

"You really make people wait."

Shen Hualou's hand holding the porridge bowl froze for a while, feeling contempt for Donghua in his heart: "I slept late last night."

Her words were the same, logically speaking, Donghua shouldn't say this to test her, after all, it's normal for a prince like him to have several bed-warming maids.

But Donghua finally said it.

It was no different from her thinking too much, the two ate breakfast in silence, only to hear Donghua say abruptly: "Are you ready to enter the palace?"

Shen Hualou slowly raised his eyes to look at Donghua, pursed his lips, and said, "Anytime."

"Okay, enter the palace in three days. This is your identity information, but your first task is to get close to him, gain his trust, and get the Dihun Kou from him!" Donghua's words were cold, and Shen Hua When Lou was flipping through the information, he heard the word Dihunkou. He was startled, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at Donghua!
"There are only two Soul Purifiers in the world?"

"Yes."

Shen Hualou closed the thing in his hand: "Is the lord going to use it to save Miss Shen Fourth?" In fact, Shen Hualou was shocked in his heart, as if a dam had been broken by a sudden flood, but what he said , Donghua heard it, but there was a taste of anger.

"I have my own use. I only give you half a year, and she can only last half a year."

After Donghua's words fell, there was no chance for Hualou to speak again. He had already walked out of the main hall, leaving Shen Hualou stunned in place, as if struck by lightning. She never knew what kind of chance she had. It happened to enter into this woman's body, if the pill that brings the dead back to life can really bring the dead back to life, is it her?or who?

Shen Hualou got up slowly with the things in her hands, and for some reason there was some urgency in her heart, should she find a highly respected eminent monk to have a look?

But such an unimaginable thing, who can understand it as an ordinary person?

(End of this chapter)