The author and protagonist HE [Transmigration Book]

The auspicious day of the zodiac falls on the tenth day of the next month.

Fortunately, it's only the fifth day of the new year, and there is still more than a month left, probably because the princess thoughtfully stayed here to heal Xiao Muyu's injuries.

——Sentenced with a reprieve for the time being.

Xiao Muyu bit the hawthorn cake and watched the little maid leave.

It has been two days since she was rescued by the princess, and her small courtyard is calm and peaceful, no one from the temple came to disturb her, and no one from the palace taunted her.

If you don't take into account the looming hidden crisis, this is really a good place to spend the rest of your life.

pity.

Nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in life.

Xiao Muyu has long been accustomed to the series of disasters and tragedies in her life.

People in the last days are lucky to survive.

As for how to live, no one cares.

What's more, Xiao Muyu feels that the current treatment is not bad.

The princess issued an order, although Xiao Muyu was not allowed to leave this small courtyard, the maid was indeed at her disposal, whatever she wanted, as long as she could do it, the maid would bring it to her without saying a word.

No matter how strange the question is asked, no one will delve into it, and everyone will give the answer without saying a word.

Of course, the court lady's knowledge is limited, and once she asks questions about the factions of the court, she will be completely clueless.

Even Xiao Muyu couldn't ask such profound questions.

The memory of the original body is incomplete, like a big jigsaw puzzle broken into countless pieces, and only occasionally can a corner be put together after a flash of inspiration.

The only thing that is clear is the identity of the holy lady of the temple. Most of the fragmentary pictures show dark rooms and the snowy scene through the gaps in the windows.

Xuefu Kingdom is frozen all year round, and the surrounding mountains are covered with snow. Only with the blessing of formations inside the palace, can we see the scenery of four seasons and a hundred flowers.

But at this time the palace is also in winter.

From the window of the small yard, apart from the snow-capped mountains in the distance, there are only solitary dead branches in the yard, with withered yellow leaves falling all over the ground, covered with a thin layer of snow.

This was originally the study room used by the princess when she was young, but now it has been moved to another place, so there is only a little bit of nostalgia left, and it is considered spacious for an outsider to live in after cleaning up.

Xiao Muyu was doing nothing, while trying to piece together the remaining memories in her mind, while listening to the ladies in the palace telling her about the affairs of the palace.

The maids knew very little about things outside of the small courtyard, so they only gave some superficial setting information by making insinuations.

For example, there are only three concubines in the harem now. The first empress died more than ten years ago, and there was only one daughter when she was alive.

Among the remaining people, only the imperial concubine has the highest status and has the best relationship with the princess.

In addition, the princess has three imperial brothers, only the third prince from the imperial concubine has a good relationship with the princess, the others have their own fiefs and do not have much contact with each other.

The maids hinted Xiao Muyu inside and out, that after she married in, she would never be wronged because of the relationship between the harem and the royal family, so let her relax.

This is a thorough understanding of the meaning of the princess.

Whenever this issue was mentioned, Xiao Muyu could only change the subject with a dry laugh.

She would have a stomachache if she continued talking.

You can't tell the maid that she is thinking about running away after her injury recovers.

She's not out of her mind yet.

Except for the sudden convulsion of the princess who said she wanted to marry her, the settings of the people Xiao Muyu has seen so far are roughly the same as in memory.

According to the original direction, the princess will be a person who will do great things in the future, a natural emperor who will rule the world without passion, and no one around her can escape the shadow of cannon fodder and tool men except for his capable men.

Being a vase by the princess's side is not much safer than following the national teacher.

36 meter, running is the best policy.

If I can't run now...

Xiao Muyu pressed her heart, and her body was still aching. She didn't know if it was the wound caused before crossing, or the saint was too miserable, and the bones all over her body seemed to be crushed and reassembled. Yes, pain and fatigue, I can only temporarily follow the doctor's orders——

Rest in peace.

Not to mention that she didn't know the way out at all.

And the old master... Xiao Muyu recalled the severe pain she suffered when she was in a coma last time, as if triggering some key word, her heart was suddenly grabbed.

This world is a fantasy world that does not conform to common sense, and it is not uncommon for there to be any strange spells that suppress words.

So after waking up, Xiao Muyu didn't take the initiative to mention the matter of the old master to the princess.

The princess didn't ask, as if she had forgotten such a person.

But it is impossible to really forget.

Xiao Muyu knew it in her heart, so she became more uneasy, her heart was still half hanging.

So why on earth could she not think about writing such a novel with a complicated background?

Xiao Muyu sighed, and took another bite of hawthorn cake.

"Hiss—" This is too sour.

"Boom."

The bubble-like sound exploded gently as Xiao Muyu frowned.

In the vase on the table, a cluster of small flames flickered for no reason, and quickly burned all the small blue flowers used for decoration.

"Snapped--"

When the door was opened, Xiao Muyu watched the little ashes fall into the bottom of the bottle quickly, leaving no trace.

Xiao Muyu stopped on the spot biting the hawthorn cake, looked up towards the door.

Pei Qiuyue just opened the door and came in, she didn't seem to notice the small cluster of strange flames, even if she was as keen as her, it was difficult to notice the tragic end of a wild flower.

"My lord, how are you doing recently?"

Pei Qiuyue greeted Xiao Muyu gently, with concern in her eyes.

Xiao Muyu forced herself to look away from the vase. She felt a little uncomfortable when she saw Pei Qiuyue. She was still thinking about the poison bottle, so she felt that under that gentle face, she might have already figured out how to make her grow up. Unloaded eight pieces.

"It's okay." Xiao Muyu glanced at the vase again, while dealing with Pei Qiuyue.

"His Royal Highness is a person who keeps what he says, and since he has given the order, there is no need for the Holy Maiden to be restrained, and she just treats this place as her own home." Pei Qiuyue comforted, "If you have any needs, just order it directly. concern."

When I first saw her, the princess still wanted to kill her.

Xiao Muyu only dared to say such a sentence in her heart, saying that she didn't know good from bad.

She still had a calm expression on her face that was so dull that she seemed to be wandering, she responded perfunctorily with "yes", but she didn't take Pei Qiuyue's words to heart.

She knew very well that such words could not be taken as true.

Let this blessing be left to future generations to enjoy.

Pei Qiuyue didn't seem to realize the restraint of the saintess, she insisted on unilaterally caring for her for a long time in that gentle tone, and finally she felt that the scene was enough, so she got up and said goodbye to Xiao Muyu.

Xiao Muyu maintained the persona of the wooden beauty, and watched Pei Qiuyue go away in a daze.

With a soft "pop", the wooden door was closed again.

Xiao Muyu breathed a sigh of relief.

When the room was empty, she reached out and touched the vase on the table, biting the remaining half of the haw jelly.

The sour taste spread in her mouth, Xiao Muyu frowned tightly, and the unusual heat on the vase wall made her fingertips bite.

Just about to look at the dust in the vase, Xiao Muyu suddenly felt his eyes dim.

"Pei—"

Xiao Muyu thought it was Pei Qiuyue who had left and returned, but when she looked up, she met a pair of sinister eyes.

Her hands trembled, and she accidentally knocked over the vase. The round vase rolled to the ground, and she began to feel a dull pain in her heart again.

Meanwhile, on the way to the study.

"Besides these, didn't she make any other requests?" Pei Qiuyue asked the maid while walking quickly.

The one who followed her was the maid who was left in the small courtyard to look after the saint.

The palace maid lowered her head, repeating what the saint had said to her in a serious manner, but compared to the quarrel that Pei Qiuyue imagined, the saint who woke up again acted peacefully.

After two days of continuous monitoring, Pei Qiuyue did not hear anything unusual from the maid's reply.

However, they knew very little about the saint, and they couldn't see much difference. They could only conclude that "the saint has no signs of escaping or acting as a demon for the time being".

Perhaps she herself was frightened by the passing out.

Pei Qiuyue wanted to interrogate the saint and find out who was behind her. Now that she was under a little pressure, she might not refuse to speak up.

But the princess didn't allow it, so she had no choice but to give up.

It is said to be monitored, but it is also delicious and delicious. The small courtyard that is usually not easy for people to enter is specially vacated for people to live in.

In the past two days, the people from the temple came to question the saintess, but they were all stopped by the princess, and she seemed to take all the responsibility on herself.

If it weren't for the fact that the handling of business matters was still safe, and even more mature and restrained, the forces behind the various families in the court could be clearly grasped in just a few days, and it didn't look like they were confused at all. Pei Qiuyue was almost worried that the princess Not really burning out the brain.

I don't know where the saint got into the eyes of the princess, so that she can protect her like this.

No talent, no morals, bad personality, self-willed, arrogant and spineless, just a face can barely be regarded as an advantage.

But is the princess such a superficial person?

Pei Qiuyue frowned slightly, the maid thought she was dissatisfied with her answer, she thought for a moment and added: "Mr. Saintess also said that she wants to eat candied haws."

"Candied haws?"

"This is a snack that can only be found in the market outside the palace." The maid replied, "My lord is in a hurry, so the servant first sent me a piece of hawthorn cake."

"What did she say?"

"Master Saintess said, 'I'll just make do with it', I really don't like it."

"This lady is quite picky." Pei Qiuyue raised her eyebrows inexplicably.

In front is the study room, so this topic ends here, Pei Qiuyue ordered the maid to go back first, and then knocked on the door of the study room.

It was the maid who opened the door. When Pei Qiuyue entered, the princess was still in the room, standing in front of the desk and staring blankly.

Pei Qiuyue thought she was reading the memorial, but when she got closer, she found a portrait spread out on the table.

After seeing the face on the portrait clearly, she couldn't help being surprised.

The person in the painting looked very familiar, it was the saint she had only seen not long ago.

However, the person in the painting is not like that wooden beauty, the corners of the eyes and brows are full of agility, and the preciousness of the person who wrote the pen can be seen everywhere, with a tenderness that does not fit the princess's character.

Pei Qiuyue felt that the princess was looking at someone else.

The world is so big that there are many wonders, maybe there are some people who are similar in appearance.

Pei Qiuyue peeked at the side face of the princess in ecstasy, a flash of light flashed in her mind, and suddenly felt that there was a reasonable explanation for all the signs of abnormal behavior——

It turned out that the saint was a substitute.

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Xiao:? ? ?It seems that something is wrong, it seems that there is nothing wrong

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