The daughter of the emperor was reborn and was spoiled by the sickly prince.

Gu Mingzhao lay half dead on the bed, his eyes empty.

Every part of his body was in unbearable pain, but he found that he seemed to have an extraordinary tolerance for pain.

After arriving at the fighting arena, he noticed that his body's ability to recover was extremely strong.

Those seemingly fatal wounds can be healed almost completely in just a few days.

This body seemed to be born for fighting.

In just a few months, despite having no martial arts experience, he already had clear muscle tones and was full of strength.

Even when lying in bed, you can feel the surging vitality.

And every battle, every injury, makes him stronger.

He was lying on the bed, feeling the strength of his body, when he inadvertently glanced at the book "The Pretty Scholar and the Daughter of the Prime Minister" beside his pillow.

Gu Mingzhao reached out his hand as if possessed, picked up the book and started flipping through it.

Although the protagonist's name has been changed, he can still tell that it is him and Liao Qinglan.

This book tells the story of their relationship from a female perspective.

In his eyes, Liao Qinglan's malicious hypocrisy is described in this book as lingering and loyal.

It was an emotion he had never experienced before.

As he read on, Gu Mingzhao found himself attracted by the plot of the book, as if he saw another possibility for his life.

Seeing myself who knew Liao Qinglan and stayed with her, going through the ups and downs together.

He slammed the book shut, trying to clear the sad stories from his mind.

However, the feelings that he had deliberately buried deep in his heart were growing wildly like weeds in spring and could not be suppressed.

When he was at the Liao Mansion, he was always wondering why Liao Qinglan was so nice to him and what her purpose was.

But since coming to the fighting arena, he found that he thought less and less about the problem that seemed to have no solution forever.

Instead, there is endless longing for Liao Qinglan herself.

Her smile is like the sunshine in spring, warm and dazzling.

Her worries were as dense as drizzle and were everywhere.

He began to miss the time he spent with her, and those details that he had once ignored were now becoming clearer and clearer in his mind.

Whenever it was late at night and he was lying in bed, Liao Qinglan's face always appeared in his mind.

Her eyebrows, her expression, the tone of her voice, and even the smell of her body, were like engraved in Gu Mingzhao's heart and could not be erased.

He longed to see her again, even to possess her.

Liao Qinglan is like his medicine, able to heal all the pain in his body.

As he was thinking, Gu Mingzhao fell asleep in a daze.

In his dream, Gu Mingzhao saw Liao Qinglan again.

She descended from the sky like a fairy, as beautiful as a painting.

Her soft fingertips gently stroked the wounds on his body, and as soon as she touched them, the wounds miraculously disappeared.

Instead, there was a warm current that warmed his entire body.

When Gu Mingzhao woke up, it was already early morning the next day.

He found himself sweating profusely.

When I lowered my head again, I immediately noticed something strange about my underwear. The pants were soaked and stuck to my skin.

A feeling of shame surged in his heart. He pinched his brows to dispel the evil thoughts in his mind, changed his clothes, and prepared to face the duel of the new day.

*

After Liao Qinglan dealt with Zhang Tanhua, life has been very peaceful.

Princess Qinghe was deeply shocked. She went to Marquis Anyuan's Mansion every day to talk to Qinghe and relieve his boredom.

Occasionally I would go to Cheng Yuan’s shop to see if there was anything I could help with.

Cheng Yuan would divide the profits into three parts every month, two of which would be given to her and Mo Wang.

Mo Wang never cared about money. He said that he lived and ate at Liao's house, so he just gave the money as rent to his good disciple.

Liao Qinglan took the biggest share for free every month, and she felt bad doing nothing, so she went to the shop from time to time.

That day, she went to the pharmacy as usual and asked if there was anything missing.

After chatting with Cheng Yuan for a while, he prepared to return home.

Jinxiu helped Liao Qinglan into the carriage.

Just as she was about to step into the car, the door was suddenly opened from the inside and she was pulled into the car with great force.

Liao Qinglan was so frightened that she was about to scream when a big hand quickly covered her mouth.

The car door was slammed shut with a somewhat hasty sound, causing Jinxiu outside to ask with concern: "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Inside the car, a sharp dagger was placed on Liao Qinglan's neck, and the chill penetrated her skin and went straight to her heart.

The man pressed close to Liao Qinglan and whispered in a voice that only she could hear: "You know what to say."

Liao Qinglan tried to stay calm and nodded gently, and the man released his hand that was covering her mouth.

Liao Qinglan pretended to be calm and said to Jinxiu: "It's okay, go back home."

Only then did Liao Qinglan have the opportunity to take a closer look at the man in front of her.

He was wearing an extremely exquisite black robe, which, although stained with some blood, could not conceal its luxurious aura.

The robe had a delicate texture and was made of the finest silk.

The dark patterns embroidered on the hem of the clothes highlight the family's extraordinary status.

With a face like a crown of jade and eyebrows like a knife, he not only has outstanding appearance, but also extraordinary temperament.

The most important thing is that Liao Qinglan knows him!

It was the runner-up in this imperial examination, Wang Tingzhi from the Wang family of Langya.

The Wang family of Langya had great power in the court and could almost influence the political situation.

The current Queen Wang, who holds the Phoenix Seal, is from the direct line of the Wang family of Langya and is Wang Tingzhi's aunt.

She remembered that in her previous life, Wang Tingzhi was Gu Mingzhao's right-hand man and succeeded her father as prime minister. Gu Mingzhao often summoned him to the palace to discuss matters, and the two got along quite well.

What frightened Liao Qinglan even more was that she saw Wang Tingzhi holding his abdomen tightly, with blood slowly oozing out from his fingertips, staining his palms and sleeves red.

The dagger on her neck had not yet been removed. Liao Qinglan swallowed her saliva and said in a calm tone, "Have you run into any trouble? Meeting is fate. No matter who you have offended, since I have met you, I am willing to help you."

When Wang Tingzhi heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect that this seemingly weak girl could be so calm.

He stared at Liao Qinglan, as if judging the truthfulness of her words.

Seeing that he remained silent, Liao Qinglan continued, "Judging from your attire, you are not a desperate criminal. Killing me will not do you any good. I am Liao Qinglan, the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Although I don't have any great abilities, I do have some connections in the capital. If you trust me, then follow me back to the Prime Minister's Mansion. After all, the Prime Minister's Mansion is safer than outside."

Wang Tingzhi considered it, and the vigilance in his eyes gradually faded away.

The only one in the world who dared to assassinate him in broad daylight in the capital was his good uncle.

If I continue to flee alone, I'm afraid I'll be in great danger.

The woman in front of me is a smart person, maybe she can really help me.

Wang Tingzhi put down the dagger in his hand and leaned against the cushion in the car.

The carriage was driving slowly on the avenue of the capital. Wang Tingzhi's tense nerves had just relaxed when he suddenly felt dizzy. The scene in front of his eyes began to blur and his body lost control.