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Chapter 8

The drizzle of rain stopped, and An Nuanzhi stared at the picture of the relics and gods in his hand.

The eyes are drawn back to the present moment, and the memories gradually freeze.

It has been three years, it has been three years, she carefully planned the "faked death" plan, and carried it out perfectly with the help of Xiaoqi, Forsythia, Anyang, and Lin Beichuan, even though she missed Lan Nian'an and them even more.

She gave her child a small cake, but she still forced herself to bear everything alone because she remembered that sentence————

"My destiny, Xuan Ai's destiny, An's destiny, and your destiny are all in your hands. We will wait for you in the future."

An Nuanzhi knew very well the weight of her responsibilities, so she neither dared nor could stop. Fortunately, the three years had come. As long as she followed the voice and the guidance of the relic map, she would go with one hundred thousand troops.

In the Qianqiu Imperial Tomb, all the truth can be revealed!

However, she still doesn’t know where the Qianqiu Imperial Tomb is?

An Nuanzhi found the tattered scroll from the bottom of her sleeve. She had been carrying it with her for three years, just in the hope that a miracle would appear and the treasure map would guide her, but the treasure map showed no response at all.

"Bao Tu, Bao Tu, the three-year period is coming soon. If you are really successful, tell me the secret. Please."

After speaking, An Nuanzhi playfully touched her again. She actually didn't have any hope. After all, this tattered scroll had never appeared before. She didn't expect a magical scene to appear. She just blinked.

In an instant, it actually glowed slightly blue.

Rubbing her eyes, An Nuanzhi thought she had seen it wrong. But Yinglan's light continued to shine out, and her fingertips could clearly feel that it was getting hot.

"It's amazing! Are you hinting at me, Baotu?" An Nuanzhi asked.

Yinglan's light flashed twice at intervals, as if she was blinking affirmatively to say hello.

An Nuanzhi felt happy in her heart. It seemed that this scroll really contained a big secret, or could really tell her the location of the Qianqiu Emperor's Mausoleum. She was just about to study it, but when she looked at the scroll again, it didn't light up at all.

It still looks like its usual tattered appearance.

squeak----

Xiaoqi opened the door and came in at this time, and An Nuanzhi understood a little. It seemed that only when she and the scroll were alone, the scroll would have a spiritual reaction, and it would not be effective once outsiders were present.

An Nuanzhi carefully wrapped the scroll in a handkerchief and kept it close to her body. She would study it carefully when no one was around.

"Xiaoqi, what's the matter?" An Nuanzhi looked up and said in a deep voice.

Xiaoqi put down the food box in her hand, which contained one vegetarian dish, one meat dish, one soup, and a portion of japonica rice. She replied, "Mom, it's time to eat. Let's eat quickly."

An Nuanzhi picked up the bowl and chopsticks and casually picked up a few pieces of lotus root. Her eyes suddenly lit up at the entrance, "Who made this?"

Xiaoqi smiled slightly and said in a confidential manner, "My dear, have you eaten it? Actually, there is an old friend who wants to see you!"

Pa-tap, there were faint footsteps. An Nuanzhi looked outside the house and saw a thin female figure wearing a lotus-colored cloak. Her figure was above average and pretty, and the hood of the cloak covered most of her body.

He opened his face and couldn't see clearly, but he could feel a hint of surprise between his eyebrows.

An Nuanzhi's hand holding the chopsticks was frozen in the air. She thought she had seen it wrong and looked at it carefully for a few seconds before coming back to her senses.

It’s an old friend!!

As soon as the woman saw An Nuanzhi, she knelt down excitedly on the ground and refused to get up for a long time. While kowtowing, she said, "Your Majesty, my servant is not doing well! I have no shame in coming to see you!"

An Nuanzhi had already guessed the cause and effect, and she said calmly, "An already knows everything!"

The woman nodded, as if she was repenting, "This slave is in trouble, please punish me!"

An Nuanzhi shook his head bitterly and said reasonably, "I can't blame you for this. Paper can't stop the fire. An is so smart. Sooner or later, he will notice this matter."

The woman nodded silently and shook her head. The hat fell off with her movements, and a delicate face was revealed. It was none other than Forsythia. Forsythia came to visit late at night to inform An Nuan and Zhi Lannian.

An already knew about her "faking death" scam, but her mother-in-law had guessed it before she even opened her mouth. Forsythia had to admire their mother-in-law's intelligence in predicting the unknown.

"Empress, what should we do now? The emperor is very angry." Forsythia asked because she was afraid of long nights and dreams.

An Nuanzhi thought for a few seconds and then said, "You go back first and don't worry about An."

"Yes." Forsythia replied respectfully, "By the way, my dear, the little prince asked me to bring you something."

An Nuanzhi took a bloody book covered with "Mother, Queen and Sons Miss You", shook her head and said with a smile, "This kid! He is just a naughty little genius! Forsythia, tell the truth, what is this red liquid?"

Forsythia smiled in admiration and said, "My empress is wise, this is actually a pigment developed by the little prince."

"Haha!" An Nuanzhi couldn't help but laugh. Does this outrageous little devil want to use this method to force her to go back? It's lucky that he can think of it at such a young age!

After folding the blood book and putting it in his arms, An Nuanzhi asked further, "Is Little Cake still a picky eater recently?"

Forsythia shook her head and smiled, "He is very picky about food. Ever since the last time when the slave took the little prince out and the queen made nutritious meals for him, the little prince will not eat anything unless the queen makes it. Occasionally, he meets a few people who are with the queen.

My cooking skills are similar, so I can barely eat a few bites!"

"This kid is so naughty in his mouth! It's enough to give the servants in the palace a headache!" An Nuanzhi smiled. Her mother was not around, so Little Cake couldn't imitate anyone but imitated Lan Nian'an.

Very picky!

"Your Majesty, are you really not planning to return to the palace? For a while, I often saw the emperor alone in a daze and uneasy. Even if the little prince went, the emperor would not be happy, and he would look at the little prince with very strange eyes.

Prince." Forsythia said worriedly.

An Nuanzhi asked, "Tell Little Cake that a father's love is always deep, especially the love of a monarch's father. Accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger. Let Little Cake do his own thing and don't worry about unnecessary things."

"Yes." Forsythia replied, but her heart was filled with doubts. It had been three years, it had been three years, and she didn't understand why their empress had been hiding from their emperor for three years? What if their empress was giving birth to them?

The Emperor’s anger should have dissipated after three years! Why?

Forsythia looked at their empress's still beautiful face inquiringly. Any man would be agitated and any woman would be moved by looking at this face. She was calm, indifferent, extremely intelligent, generous and noble. She was such a woman, but she was so hidden.

In the three years since her death, no one knew that she was the queen of Anguo, the first princess of Shangyu State who had stirred up one topic after another. Why? Why did their empress wrong her?......

But how does Forsythia know that no one wants to "abandon their husband and son", and no one wants to be invisible and anonymous? An Nuanzhi has her own reasons for doing this, but this reason cannot be told to anyone...

The quiet Anguo Imperial Palace seems like a paradise located in the green fields. Looking from a distance, you can see the boundless green.

This is the richest place in Anguo and the pinnacle of power, but it is mysteriously almost forgotten by the world.

"Your Majesty, these are the newly selected virgins. There are eighteen virgins in total." A shrewd eunuch moved forward cautiously and handed a list to a man who was as handsome as a sculpture.

The man's cold and arrogant eyes narrowed as he looked at the eighteen beauties of various looks in front of him. His eyes wandered over their chests and faces. Each one had exquisite makeup and an expression eager to please. One of them was as enchanting as a snake.

Ji's woman, her dress is the most outstanding and the most sexy and eye-catching. The man raised his left hand and pointed.

"Just her!"

The man's phoenix eyes narrowed, and he looked dangerously evil. Half of his face, which was covered by his long hair, was too handsome, making people want to know the other half of him.

The selected woman was obviously very excited, with a hint of excitement on her red face, and the women around her had nothing more than jealous looks in their eyes...

"Ah... Your Majesty, you are so powerful, you make Le'er so happy..." The woman's fierce shouting at night made those who heard it couldn't help but bend down shyly.

Lan Nian'an became more and more courageous as he fought. His body swayed wildly back and forth, and his hands pinched into the woman's flesh, causing bloody stains.

"Oh, Your Majesty... you are so capable..."

The woman bit her lip indulgently, her whole body trembling, like a sexy wild cat with her eyes slightly opened, but the matter was not over yet, Lan Nianan withdrew from the woman's body without any interest.

He is as calm and collected as a cold-blooded killer wearing armor on the battlefield. Even in bed, he can be a king or an emperor, and on the other hand, he is an unpredictable devil.

The woman spread her legs in surprise. She was slightly embarrassed and at a loss. Her appearance was very good. After the sweat moistened her enchanting makeup, she revealed a very beautiful face. She thought, Lan Nian'an is right.

Did she lose interest? How come after entering her body, he pushed her away without even launching?

The woman didn't know what happened, but she could only get out of bed.

At this time, five or six more beauties came in one after another. One dressed Lan Nianan, the other two massaged him, and one peeled the grapes clean and put them in her mouth.

Lan Nian'an leaned lazily in the sun. He was naked, letting the towering figure in the middle of his body look down on everything. He looked thoughtfully at a meticulous painting on the wall, which showed a figure who was born in the world.

The fairy woman, with her ghostly big eyes, jet-black hair, and perfect face that can't help but marvel, made all the peerless beauties in the room look like rouge pinks.

Lan Nian'an hugged one of the beauties beside him as if to demonstrate, looked at the woman in the picture and said provocatively.

"Did you see it?" His long fingertips touched the face of the woman in the painting, his eyes cold.

"How beautiful this woman is!"

There was a trace of hatred in Lan Nian'an's voice, and there was an indescribable emotion, which made all the beauties next to him follow his gaze, and they all looked sad in front of the woman in the painting.

, one of them said as if he was jealous.

"Who is this woman? The painter is so partial. He painted her to look like a fairy. I guess she must actually be very ugly!"

Lan Nian'an glanced coldly from the corner of his mouth and said harshly, "No, she is ten times more beautiful than this painting!"

Lan Nian'an's words aroused the surprise of several other people. They all took a breath of cold air. She was ten times more beautiful than the person in the painting. What kind of stunning beauty should this be? What kind of **aesthetic beauty should it be?

The beauty who just asked the question stopped talking, and several beauties were silent. They silently speculated on the relationship between this beauty and Lan Nian'an, and one of them even asked while the iron was hot.

"Your Majesty, is this woman the late Empress An?"
Chapter completed!
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