Time Travel Savior

Chapter 185 The Subjugated Princess’s Restoration Policy (10)

"Not coming down yet."

Being scolded by Emperor Zhao, Song Ninglu curled her lips.

Thinking that there would be outsiders for a while, he finally let go of his hand and stood still at a distance from Emperor Zhao's punch.

Distance creates beauty, and she felt that this distance was just right.

After a while, Eunuch De came with a peerless young man in white clothes and black hair.

Song Ninglu did not expect that the painters in the Zhao Palace were so young.

This demeanor of being out of the dust is like an enemy immortal descending from the mortal world.

Young Master Shi Wushuang, probably he was the one who said it.

Song Ninglu couldn't help but stare straight at him, such a gentle and jade-like young master, anyone who saw him wanted to cherish it.

Gee...

Probably because Song Ninglu's gaze was too bold, Nangong Painter's gentle and jade-like face unexpectedly showed such an inharmonious picture of frowning, but it had a special charm.

This kind of ascetic beauty makes people want to look at it more.

Song Ninglu clicked her tongue again.

Knowing that her hand was about to break, Song Ninglu took her gaze back.

"Your Majesty, why are you holding my hand?"

Seeing Song Ninglu's self-righteous look of "Don't disturb me when I look at beauties", Zhao Hanzhi finally couldn't bear his anger and grabbed Song Ninglu's neck.

Zhao Huang's actions frightened all the beauties, they didn't dare to scream, so they could only cover their mouths and back away cautiously.

Painter Nangong probably didn't expect that he saw such an explosive scene when he came here, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

He opened his mouth and finally closed it again.

This is Zhao's palace, where is there a place for him to speak.

He could only lower his head, curled his hands under his long sleeves, and couldn't do anything in the end.

Everyone only heard a bang, and looked up secretly, only to see Song Ninglu in white lying down in the snow beside Zhao Huang's feet, if it wasn't for her long black hair like splashed ink, perhaps she would not have been found in the snow at all. There is one more person here.

Concubine Qi first looked at the motionless person in the snow in surprise, then a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

I thought His Majesty treated this arrogant woman a little differently.It's only an hour, and she didn't die in the hands of His Majesty in the end, it seems that she was worrying too much.

Your Majesty is a cold-blooded and ruthless person, how could there be exceptions!
Concubine Xian had the same expression from the beginning to the end, as if she had expected this result a long time ago.

The other beauties all lost their beauty, for fear that His Majesty would not be happy if he killed one of them, and it would be an unreasonable disaster for him to be implicated.

After all, most of them don't have any strong background, but they are just playthings sent into the palace to be beaten and killed by Emperor Zhao.

"Dezi, send this woman back to the Dragon King Palace."

Eunuch De was also a little flustered. Why would he send a dead man to the Dragon King Palace?
Doesn't His Majesty feel relieved that it's impossible to flog the corpse?

Eunuch De naturally did not dare to question the emperor, and quickly waved his hand to the young eunuch to carry him.

No, it's a dead body.

Seeing the four little eunuchs approaching carelessly, he wanted to drag the corpse in their eyes.

Zhao Hanzhi suddenly became angry and kicked a little eunuch flying away who was about to reach out.

This kick must have increased internal strength, the little eunuch flew more than ten meters away, vomited a mouthful of blood after reaching the ground, and never got up again.

Zhao Huang's moodiness was known to all the servants in Zhao's palace, and they all lived with their heads tied to their trouser belts.

The other young eunuchs were frightened, and quickly knelt on the ground not daring to move, for fear of offending His Majesty again, and they would be the next to die.

Zhao Hanzhi didn't look at anyone else. Instead, he picked up the man on the ground and strode away amid the surprised, horrified, and frightened eyes of everyone.

……

Cigarettes curl.

The light gauze is graceful.

Song Ninglu clutched her neck, she was so angry that she couldn't speak.

It's not just about being angry, every time she was pinched and almost died, this time because she looked straight at the handsome man, she was really almost out of breath.

Therefore, her throat is still burning and sore, and this is the third day since she woke up.

On the day Song Ninglu woke up, all the imperial doctors were kneeling in the Dragon King Hall, sweating profusely, waiting for the emperor to offer sacrifices to the heavens if anyone disliked them.

Just when Zhao Huang's eyes became colder and colder, and his murderous intent could no longer be controlled, Song Ninglu, who had been in a coma for three days, finally woke up.

Then the whole palace exploded.

This is the only person who survived after Emperor Zhao lost his temper. Concubine Rong's status in the palace changed instantly.

Because this woman is different to Zhao Huang.

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to drink your medicine."

Song Ninglu could smell the bitter smell as soon as the medicine bowl held by Red Date entered the room.

Are those imperial doctors deliberately trying to make things difficult for me?I was prescribed such a bitter medicine, but it could obviously be less bitter.

Although the medicine is bitter, the efficacy is still excellent.

Song Ninglu complained in her heart, but couldn't speak.

Song Ninglu is not someone who can't get along with her. She wanted to drink it in one gulp, but from the corner of her eye, she saw the pair of black dragon boots with golden dragon patterns embroidered behind the bead curtain, and her eyes turned away.

He waved his hand directly, covered his throat lazily, made a few pitiful ahhh sounds, and then stopped making any more noise.

"Master, I know that you are feeling uncomfortable, but if you don't take the medicine, your throat will be even worse. You just have to endure it. Good medicine is bitter."

Song Ninglu turned around willfully, facing the wall, leaving a slim figure behind.

I don't listen, I don't care, who is not a willful little princess?

Not to mention that she was originally a princess, even though she was the princess of a subjugated country.

"Young lady, you'd better drink the medicine quickly!"

Hong Zao wanted to persuade her again, but suddenly stretched out a hand and directly took the medicine bowl in her hand, which startled her.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty...you..."

In a panic, Hongzao quickly knelt on the ground and closed her mouth tremblingly.

Seeing that Zhao Hanzhi had come, this woman dared to remain indifferent. Now that she can't even connect to the car, she was furious.

All the servants in the Dragon King's Palace were trembling with fright.

I feel that my little life may be over in a second!
"stand up."

Song Ninglu covered the quilt willfully to express her displeasure at this time.

Hong Zao was almost frightened to tears by her master's willful behavior at this time.

This was the first time someone took his words as a deaf ear, and Zhao Hanzhi's anger was on the verge of erupting.

He lifted off the brocade quilt covering Song Ninglu's body.

Before Emperor Zhao got angry, Song Ninglu stretched out her slender neck, closed her eyes, and looked like she was being slaughtered.

Looking at Song Ninglu's white jade-like neck, a blue-black fingerprint, Zhao Hanzhi suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart, as if someone was holding his heart, preventing him from breathing.

Zhao Hanzhi just stared blankly for a while, while Song Ninglu just let him watch.

Sample, I can’t believe you don’t feel it.

If Emperor Zhao was really cruel to Song Ninglu, grass would grow on Song Ninglu's grave.

really……

"Take the medicine obediently, and I promise you a condition."

Everyone who approaches him is just for power and to achieve a certain purpose.

Now he directly promised this woman a condition, which was simply the biggest concession.

(End of this chapter)