After transmigrating into the villain's daughter, I lie down and win

After Wan Yue returned to the palace after delivering the letter, she saw that the queen did not rest, but was sitting on the edge of the bed, so she was very worried, "Big..."

The Queen again motioned to her to keep her voice down.

She didn't know if her previous glance was a mirror image, but she clearly felt that her daughter was nestling at her feet.

After fifteen years of separation, she only took care of her daughter for less than a day. She never thought that their meeting again would be under such circumstances.

What happened to Qixiajing, what happened to her daughter, how she was bullied and wronged, how could she appear in the palace, how could she suddenly fall asleep... These questions, one after another, were weighing on the queen's heart like a heavy stone.

She almost couldn't breathe.

But she knew she couldn't mess up.

She has already lost her daughter once and cannot afford to lose her daughter again.

Wan Yue noticed that the Queen's eyes were a little swollen as soon as she entered the door. Thinking of the reminder to keep silent, she stepped lightly, brought a pen and paper, and asked the Queen to write down what she wanted to say.

The queen thought about it and wrote on paper to spread the news that she was lying in bed.

Wan Yue understood it at a glance.

The queen wants to make the imperial concubine think that she is angered by the actions of the imperial concubine and her daughter today, so that the imperial concubine will become more arrogant and proud. Only when they are proud will they get carried away, and only when they get carried away will they do whatever they want without scruples. Naturally,

It's also more likely to cause trouble.

Furthermore, the queen fell ill, and the prince had a legitimate and impeccable reason to come directly to see the queen after returning to the palace.

Even if His Majesty is displeased, he cannot ignore the prince's "filial piety" and punish him as usual.

After the queen finished writing, Wan Yue went to make arrangements, but saw the queen holding the pen and not letting go.

Wan Yue waited for a while and saw the queen pondering for a while and then writing on the paper, asking her to instruct the imperial chef to make more delicious snacks and bring some of the clothes from her east pavilion here.

Over in the East Pavilion, there is an entire room filled with clothes from my daughter's family since childhood.

As for those clothes, there are several sets for each season in spring, summer, autumn and winter, mainly green, and there are also some cute red, pink and goose yellow. They are all sewn by the queen herself, stitch by stitch.

The most important thing is that the owner of those clothes is Her Royal Highness the Princess who was given away just after she was born.

Wan Yue looked at the Queen in disbelief, her pupils dilated at this moment.

She didn't dare to make a sound, or even move her lips for fear of surprising someone.

"Little princess?"

She said three words silently.

The queen did not nod, but the pain in her eyes made her understand everything.

Finally knowing what happened, Wan Yue didn't waste any more time. She took the envelope, turned around and walked outside.

When she arrived outside the palace, she asked a few of her confidants to protect the safety of the palace and not to let any movement alarm the seriously ill queen. As soon as the others heard this, they started to act separately.

After Ban Yue left the palace, she met an acquaintance on the road and was asked why she was walking in such a hurry. She looked sad. Without her saying a word, the news that the queen was seriously ill spread throughout the palace.

And on the official road outside the capital, a long-planned assassination was underway.

"Your Highness, we will hold off these assassins. You can take a detour from the rear and enter the capital. There are generals brought by the Duke of Zhen at the city gate. They will escort His Highness back to the palace." The guard Chengfeng said.

Behind him is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Qi Jinnian, who is like orchids and jade trees, with the sun rising above the clouds.

After fighting for a long time with his guards, his body was already stained with a lot of blood.

He looked calmly at another wave of black-clad dead soldiers rushing up, with murderous intent in his eyes, "No need to say anymore, kill!"

Seeing the prince holding his sword to kill the enemy again, Chengfeng and others were shocked, and then they issued a brutal killing move towards the dead soldier.

They want to protect their Crown Prince all the way, to watch His Royal Highness ascend to the highest position with their own eyes, and to watch the Crown Prince wait until the world is clear and the seas and rivers are clear.

They will not give up hope of life unless they have to.

They are seeking survival, and the assassins are seeking death.

In such a situation, they could only fight to the death with the determination to die. Unless they killed these dead soldiers until only one of them was left, and unless they saw His Royal Highness out of danger with their own eyes, they would never dare to close their eyes.

Another fight.

The injuries of the prince's guards became more and more serious, and the prince's situation became more and more dangerous.

After Chengfeng was stabbed in the chest and his mind was distracted, a sharp arrow was also aimed at the injured prince.

"Your Highness, be careful—"

"Your Royal Highness, everything is over."

When the two voices fell, everyone's hearts were in their throats.

Chengfeng and others desperately tried to get closer to the prince, hoping to block the poisonous arrow for their highness.

The assassins were all praying that the moment when the prince would be hit by an arrow would come soon.

The task of "assassinating the prince of a country" is too dangerous and too heavy.

The prince is only at the age of dancing as an elephant, but the task of assassinating the prince has already been fifteen years ago.

In the past fifteen years, the prince has been assassinated countless times, and his people have been killed countless times.

As long as the prince dies, they don't have to die anymore, and they don't have to endure inhuman training and torture for such a goal.

As the leader said, everything will end.

However, even at this moment, the prince did not give up on surviving. He held the Tianwen Sword tightly in his hand, intending to use all his strength to fight to the death.

At this moment, an afterimage fell from the sky. Countless masters could not clearly see his steps and figure. The dead soldiers close to the prince fell to the ground silently, and the seriously injured prince himself was missing.

Seeing the damned prey disappear before his eyes, the assassin leader's eyes were splitting. He gritted his teeth and ordered, "Kill!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a willow leaf flew by. The assassin leader didn't notice the danger, and a very thin line of blood appeared on his neck.

Before all the dead soldiers understood what was happening, their leader's body knelt straight on the ground.

Bada.

A black head rolled to the ground.

Rolled into the dust.

The dead soldiers looked at their leader's neck, which was neat and tidy, without any gaps or even bleeding. Each one of them looked horrified, and a huge fear beyond their imagination enveloped their hearts.

They had never been afraid of death, but at this moment, they were deeply afraid of death.

…

"Chengying?"

"Your Highness is seriously injured and cannot speak."

In his daze, the prince saw Chengying's face clearly, and the memories that he had sealed away suddenly came back to his mind.

Once upon a time, two five-year-old children stood in the secret room of the Zhenguo Palace. The boy in black knelt half-kneeling in front of the boy in brocade and swore, "Your Highness and the Queen, please rest assured. I will do whatever it takes to come here."

At the cost of protecting the safety of Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"Chengying is here, and the princess is here."

"Die in the shadow, the princess is here."

The pain from the wound made the prince unable to think normally. He couldn't even ask "Why are you here?"

Chengying is here, what about Yan Yan?

Yan Yan is in Qixia Mirror, or...

Is she still...well?

(End of chapter)