A Female King's Love Story

After everyone had left the palace, Qiao Qiao once again fell into deep thought. She had already been saved twice by the Art of Death. This debt of gratitude would be returned to her in the future.

"Sigh." Qiao Qiao still let out a slow breath. She had never thought that she, the exalted Emperor of Qiao, the Emperor of Qiao, the number of people in the imperial court and imperial harem who wanted to kill her would be innumerable.

Qiao Qiao still frowned slowly and was about to get up to leave the hall.

At this moment, a black figure suddenly floated past the palace. With a light step, the figure flew down from the roof of the palace.

"Who are you?" Qiao Qiao immediately stopped, his face full of vigilance as he sized up the man before him. This man's face was like a knife, his lips were red and his teeth were white. An indescribable charm was concealed between his brows.

"Who I am is not important. The important thing is you. Are you the current emperor?" He looked at this girl in front of him, who was thin and yellow. Her appearance could only be considered above average, and compared to the beautiful face of his own Demon Lord, she was simply far behind. Now it would seem that the Emperor of Qiao that he had been curious about for a long time was only mediocre.

"Nonsense." Qiao Qiao was still not in a good mood. "Who else could possibly be resting in the palace?"

"That may not be the case. I've heard that the true power of the palace lies in the hands of the Regent. As for the Emperor of Qiao …" Chimei deliberately sneered.

"Oh, then the Regent you heard about is also a woman?" Qiao Qiao still rolled her eyes at Chimei with an expression of extreme contempt. Of course she could tell that Chimei was purposely ridiculing her as the emperor of a useless puppet.

"Haha, what a sharp tongue you have." He also understood that Qiao was still mocking him for being shortsighted.

"We have always been clear about what kind of people we are dealing with." Qiao still lightly glanced at Chimei, then leisurely sat back down on the chair.

"Oh? You're not afraid of death, you little girl. There's only the two of us in the palace, and we're not even friends yet you're intentionally angering me?" He wanted to scare this little girl to see if she was really courageous and knowledgeable other than being able to speak with a straight tongue.

"Infuriated?" "You think too much of yourself, don't you?"

"Haha, interesting." Chimei laughed heartily as he listened to Qiao Qiao's sarcastic remarks, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of disgust in his heart.

"Are you from the Demon Palace?" Joe's eyes remained fixed on the medallion on the waist of the man in the room, the exact same medallion that he had seen on the beam of the Grand Commandant's house.

"Haha, you're quite knowledgeable." "Since you already know my identity, aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid?" Qiao once again sneered. "I am the Emperor of the Qiao Country. In my territory, what do you want me to be afraid of?"

"Haha." "Then why didn't the emperor give a loud cry and have your guards rush in to capture me?"

"If I can't catch him, why waste my breath?" Joe continued to smile.

"Haha, why did the Emperor say that?" Chimei sighed silently.

"Since you are able to enter the palace so easily without anyone noticing, it means that my guards are unable to do anything to you." After all, she was the ruler of a country and had raised a group of useless people. She had no choice but to allow those so-called martial artists to charge into the palace.

"Then are you still not afraid?" She did not expect that this little girl would see through her so clearly. It seemed that her courage and insight were indeed not ordinary.

"What are you afraid of? "You're not here to kill me." Qiao Qiao said indifferently. After saying that, he tilted the teapot in front of him and poured two cups of tea. His thin lips slightly moved, "Since you are here, why don't you drink with me?"

"The Emperor has good wine?" Chimei asked with a greedy look on her face.

"Tea for wine." Joe continued to curl his lips and push the teacup on the table towards her.

"The dignified Emperor of Qiao is not even willing to bring out his wine. This is too petty." Chimei curled her lips, but she still sat down and picked up the teacup on the table.

"You're really not afraid that I'll poison it." Qiao Qiao still snorted coldly.

"Poison? No matter how much more venomous the Emperor is, could he be more venomous than our Demon Palace? " Chimei raised her cup, raised her head and downed the wine.

"Indeed, now you can tell me the purpose of your visit to the Imperial Palace." Qiao Qiao put down the teacup in his hand and asked expressionlessly.

"I really don't have any goal. I just want to come see the Emperor of Qiao." Chimei shrugged his shoulders with a sincere expression on his face.

"Why are you meeting with me?" Qiao Qiao was still frowning as she asked. She did not believe that the people from the Demon Palace could act with any purpose.

"Curious." Chimei slowly pursed her lips, picked up the teapot and poured it into the cup again.

"Curious about what?"

"I'm curious about how a woman like Emperor Qiao controls the imperial court in the imperial court, and how she could take the Palace Mistress of the Supreme Purity Palace into the court to work for the emperor." Chimei said truthfully.

"I would admit to being in charge of the imperial government of the State of Qiao, but I did not work for me with my death spell." Joe's voice was still cold.

"Nie Fen barged into the Demon Palace all by himself and suffered serious injuries in search of an antidote for the Emperor. Isn't this asking for death? Tsk tsk tsk, as expected, people say the imperial family is cold and unfeeling. That's the truth." How could Chimei be speechless? She had an appearance as if she was indignant about the death spell.

"What?" Then, the antidote was obtained before you entered the Devil Palace? " Qiao Qiao was still very shocked. She knew that the technique was good, but she didn't expect it to be this hard.

"Of course, the poison that your highness has personally refined, how could it be easily cured by those scumbags from the Qing Jue Palace?" It was beyond my expectations that he did not die after infiltrating the Demon Palace with three palms of his own. " Every time he mentioned his family, the glory in his heart would shine brilliantly, as if his family was like a god that no one in the world could stand shoulder to shoulder with.

Qiao Qiao was still stunned as she sat on her chair. She did not deliberately listen to the praises of the Demon Lord from Chimei. Instead, her heart was filled with the scene of Ku Fu being heavily injured searching for medicine for her.

Although she didn't know why the technique was willing to risk its life for her, she understood that she owed him a great debt.

"Looking at your stupefied appearance, it's truly boring. Whatever, I'm only here to take a look. Although you're smart enough, it's not fun enough. I'll be going." Chimei waved her hand, looking at Qiao Qiao who was still in a daze, she said with a face full of boredom.

Qiao Qiao was still in a daze from start to finish, his face had a look of worry on it. Even though devils and spirits had already left, he was still unable to come back to his senses.

I wonder how is the injury caused by the technique …