The reborn prince's little palace maid in the apocalypse

"Master!" An Jiu, who had been hiding in the dark, knelt down where Shu Liuyun had just knelt after Su Liuyun left.

An Jiu also heard what Shu Liuyun said, and he wanted to tell his master to let him kill King Fu. If he couldn't kill King Fu, then he would kill those around him. As long as the master agreed, he could kill even the one-month-old child.

The master had been careful as the prince for ten years, but in the end he was framed by his brother and became notorious. The most hateful thing is that none of these charges are true, and the enemy didn't even do anything to frame him. The three of them used their words to kill people. Just rumors can kill people and hurt people's hearts.

Does Yan Sinian hate it? Hate it! He hates everyone, wants to be good to everyone, and ends up being abandoned by everyone.

I have been sick in bed these past few years, how could I do those things? Doesn’t my father know? You know, he still imprisoned himself in the West Garden for protection? It's just that he blocked the way of his good brother.

My brother, who is known as a virtuous man, seems to have never been here since he entered the West Garden. A handsome young man, unparalleled in the world. Corporal Li Xian, the former crown prince of the brother-in-law, if he had met Shu Liuyun today, he would never have thought until his death that he was in the current situation inexplicably because of Yan Hongyang.

"Hehe...hehe...hehe..." A low laughter sounded in Yan Sinian's mouth,

His hands, which were already bone-thin, were clenched into fists tightly. There were blood stains on the palms of his hands from the pricks of his fingers, but he seemed not to notice it.

"Who is it?" An Jiu raised his eyes and looked at the door. He recognized the person who came. He was Prince Yan Sinian's substitute monk, named Shengguang. He had gone into retreat three years ago at the Buddha's summit behind the Huguo Temple. In the past three years, he had gone there several times, but he had never been there. See people.

When the holy light came, he was dressed in a moonlight monk's robe, with a ring on his head and shoes on his feet.

Yan Sinian also saw the holy head coming over the moon, and his original sneer slowly turned into a bitter smile.

"You know, there is a feeling in the dark that tells me that I can't die without seeing you. This is why I have survived until today." Yan Sinian looked at the Holy Light standing in front of him coldly, "You Come on, what do you want to tell me again?"

An Jiu quietly retreated and stood guard outside the door.

Your Highness, the young monk discovered three years ago that an alien star came out of thin air, carrying a sinister aura, and headed straight towards Taiwei. He knew that the prince was in trouble, so I retreated for three years to find a way to solve it. Finally found a glimmer of hope. This glimmer of hope can be recorded in one word: "different"

Shengguang took a round ancient jade from his arms and saw a relief pattern on the jade. When the pattern was transferred, a strange character could be clearly seen. This strange character seems to have grown on this piece of jade, without any trace of artificial carving.

"different"

"Yes, the alien star is too weak. If you want to fight against the alien star, the final result is a strange character. It may be a strange person, or it may be a strange thing."

"Holy Light, thank you for your hard work. Now I, a person who will not live until dawn, have no chance to find this abnormality you mentioned."

"Your Highness, we don't have to wait for this glimmer of life, but we need to ask for it. The monk has to find it in this heavenly secret. And His Highness has to find this abnormality in this glimmer of life before he can crack it. Otherwise, the alien star will hit Taiwei first, and then When you move into the Zi Mansion, not only will the world be in chaos, but the people will be in dire straits. I'm afraid that the way of heaven will collapse and everything in the world will turn into dust."

Yan Sinian's bloodless face smiled slightly, "What does it have to do with me."

Sheng Guang knelt in front of Yan Sinian and said, "Please your Highness to get rid of the alien stars and save the world." After a pause, "Your Highness, even if you don't serve the world, don't you want to avenge yourself?"

Yan Sinian looked at the holy light and said, "The best saint in the world really has insight into people's hearts!"

"Then Lord Holy Light, how are you going to bring me, a dying person, into that glimmer of life!"

"Your Highness, there is a liquid pool in the palace. I am willing to use the forbidden technique to attract thunder and fire to create a glimmer of hope. Your Highness is the Taiwei Star. Only Your Highness can go in and find the anomaly."

"I'm afraid it's too late." Yan Sinian looked at An Jiu who hurried in.

"Your Highness, someone from the imperial court is here, saying that they want to give His Highness the full moon wine of Prince Fu's third son." An Jiu reported to Yan Sinian.

"Your Highness will leave with the young monk now."

"If I leave with you now, they won't be able to find me and it will cause a big fuss. Can you and I still go to the liquid pool tonight?"

"There is no chance of survival. The young monk is willing to lead His Highness to fight for once."

"Your Highness, you and Lord Shengguang will go first, and my subordinates can stand in the way of His Highness."

"Your Highness, let's go."

Shengguang picked up Yan Sinian and left the west courtyard.

An Jiu put on the prince's clothes, messed up his hair, wiped it on his face, and looked up again to see the prince Yan Sinian. Behavior and movements were the same. An Jiu sat on the bed, lowered the bed curtains, and waited quietly.

Shengguang placed Yan Sinian in his arms beside the corridor bridge of the liquid pool and asked him to sit down.

"Don't hug me like this next time." Prince Yan Sinian had never been hugged like this since he could remember. Although there was no word "princess hug" in this era, he felt a little awkward and shy inexplicably.

The holy head was obviously stunned for a moment, and looked at Yan Sinian, his eyes seeming to say, how should I hug him?

"You can carry it."

"promise"

The liquid pool in this palace is a pool located in the rockery group at the edge of the garden. Legend has it that it was formed by an underground spring dug when the imperial garden was built. But it has been a long time and no one has studied it.

Looking at the pool at midnight in late autumn, I saw nothing but darkness.

Shengguang sat cross-legged by the pool, clasped his hands in front of the pool, and muttered something.

After a while, I saw countless thick clouds suddenly gathered in the clear sky, and countless lotus flowers grew in the calm water. With a thunder in the sky, all the lotus flowers in the pool bloomed. There is a pond of red lotuses, the thunder is getting louder and denser, and the red lotuses are blooming more and more, and the more they bloom, the more beautiful they are. Finally, the red lotus in the pool turned into a pool of fire.

Holy Light's face was bloodless at this time, and his originally fair face had now turned dry and waxy yellow. Under the reflection of the flame, it seemed as if it had been sprinkled with a layer of gold powder, and his breathing could no longer be heard.

At this time, there was a bustle of people in the distance, as if something had happened in the Prince's East Palace. Someone was shouting, "Prince, drunk, drunk, etc."

Immediately afterwards, the bells rang from the Bell and Drum Towers, and Yan Sinian followed the bells in his heart and counted to six. This was the death knell for the prince's death.

Yan Sinian swallowed the blood in his mouth and clenched the jade token in his hand. The depths of his eyes were as dark as the abyss of Kyushu, revealing endless coldness. Walk into the red lotus fire.