Rebirth of Poisonous Empress

Lin Chu Yue stood up, walked to Lin Miao Ran's side and slowly stroked his neck with her jade hands. It was as if the moment she used any strength, her neck would be snapped.

"Miss Lin, this servant will help you change your clothes."

At the same time, Lin Miao Ran, who was standing in front of the copper mirror, stared fiercely at the girl behind the screen.

"Second Miss Lin, this servant will bring the accessories for you."

The palace maid at the side walked forward and inserted the golden hairpin into Lin Miao Ran's hair, but as she retreated, her hands' accidentally 'touched both of Lin Miao Ran's hands.

Lin Miao Ran was startled, she looked at the piece of paper in her hand, and when she raised her head again, the palace maid was already gone.

While the surrounding palace maids were busy with other things, Lin Miao Ran quickly opened the ball of white paper. A black pill the size of a grain of rice fell into her hands, and on the creased white paper were three large words, Acacia Powder.

The Acacia Powder should be —

Lin Miao Ran hurriedly hid the black pellet that was only the size of a grain of rice inside her fingernail. A hint of panic flashed through her beautiful eyes, but very quickly, that panic disappeared, leaving behind only endless malice.

Lin Chu Yue, this time, she wants to see what kind of face you have left in this world to live on, if even the heavens are on her side, today, she will make you lose all your standing and reputation!

After changing his clothes, Lin Chu Yue walked out from behind the screen. Looking at the Lin Miao Ran who had a strange smile on her face, this woman was struck again.

"Elder sister, let's go." Lin Miao Ran took the initiative to step forward and hold onto Lin Cangyue's arm.

The place where Feng Tian Xiao's birthday was held was in his palace. Upon entering the Cloud Whistling Hall, the weapons in his eyes would cause the courtyard to be filled with a ruthless aura, just like Feng Tian Xiao himself, which was filled with a sense of danger.

Following behind the eunuch, Lin Chu Yue and Lin Miao Ran walked into the main hall.

At this time, a lot of people had already gathered in the Cloud Whistling Hall. There were important officials from the imperial court, wealthy and powerful people in the world, famous sect's direct daughter s, descendants of the Shangguan family, and even the emperor were all sitting in the main seat of the Cloud Whistling Hall with a face full of smiles.

Looks like Feng Yi really doted on Feng Tian Xiao. Lin Chu Yue understood that all of these ministers came here today with their own reasons, simply to see the tendency of the emperor giving up the throne.

Lin Chu Yue looked at the approaching Feng Yan. Doesn't this person always like to wear purple python robes? Today, he was actually wearing a white robe.

It had to be said that Feng Yan was just a person with clothes. Even if he wore the clothes of a beggar, he could still put on the same look.

"Greetings His Majesty the Flame King." From the moment Feng Yan appeared, Lin Miao Ran's gaze had never left Feng Yan's body. That white clothed man was like a god, so handsome that others would find it difficult to shift their gazes away.

Feng Yan nodded and casually answered, but his eyes were fixed on Lin Chu Yue. Indeed, he had chosen to wear white.

Seeing the woman in white similarly dressed in front of him, Feng Yan reached out his hand and habitually lifted up the strand of long hair in front of Lin Chu Yue's forehead. Then, a purple pummelo seed came out of nowhere and steadied itself in his hair: "Do you like it?"

"Your Highness, I have to return the gesture. I'm very sorry."

Lin Chu Yue wore a set of white robes that matched well with a purple ribbon that was of the same color. Her jet black hair was tied up behind her head and currently, she was using a purple pummelo seed to keep herself fixed.

However, everyone also noticed that the clothes worn by direct daughter and the clothes worn by the Flame King seemed to be very similar, just like the clothes worn by the lovers in the China some time ago.

Seeing the dubious actions of the Flame King and Lin Chu Yue, could it be that what they heard was true? Would the Lin Family really become the future Flame King's Chief Consort?

Questions lingered in everyone's minds, but they did not know why the Cloud Whistling Hall was suddenly filled with a cold and ruthless aura.

"Take good care of the things This King has given you." Even a fool could hear the affection in his words. Feng Yan looked down at the woman in front of him and felt the strange gazes from the crowd. He really wanted to hide this beauty and not share it with others.

Feng Yan could ignore the gazes of the crowd, but he did not have that power, and was being stared at like a monkey. Lin Chu Yue embarrassedly took a step back: "Flame King, have you seen Second Prince?

Seeing Lin Chu Yue's shy appearance, Feng Yan signaled the palace maids to bring Lin Chu Yue to the palace where the Second Prince was. The real show would begin in the afternoon anyway.