Fortunately, the Queen is a person who is unwilling to be left alone, and couldn't help but explain: "That is the soul stone. Alas, maybe you have never heard of it, but it is probably a valuable item in our entire Lanling Kingdom!"

Feng Qinglang suppressed her joy and thought, I have heard that I came here just for it!

He suddenly couldn't help but wonder if, after a few years of bad luck, the transfer had begun. It had been a long time since he had been able to get close to the target item so smoothly.

Perhaps in the eyes of the Queen, they were indeed dead people. She said quietly: "Oh, I don't know if this soul-suppressing stone is an ominous thing. The late emperor tried every means to get it and died of illness not long after..."

For a moment, the painters looked a little weird. Didn't you kill the late Emperor Lanling? Why did you end up relying on that stone again...

The Queen sighed faintly: "If anyone can make a magic pattern painting for me, I would really like to give him the soul stone..."

A burst of hurried footsteps broke the cramped silence.

I don't know how a black shadow entered this closed-door hall. The Queen had no intention of covering it up, so the black shadow came in front of her.

Judging from the back, it should be a burly man. He was half-kneeling in front of the couch and whispering something. Fright and anger gradually appeared on the Queen's face, as if she had heard some shocking incident.

At this time, a sudden change occurred.

The black shadow's hand turned into a stunning sharp edge, which pierced through the space and was in front of the Queen's throat in an instant.

At the same time, on the right side of Qinglang, the male painter also moved. He acted nervous and even childish in the front, but now, like a tiger that suddenly wakes up, he rushes towards his opponent.

Seeing that the queen's blood was about to stain this luxurious and almost gorgeous palace, and when the name of the owner of the Lanling Throne was about to be rewritten again, several crossbows hidden in the shadows of the palace were fired at the same time, and a gray streak shot out from behind the couch.

The figure crashed straight into the burly black shadow.

In just an instant, the dust had settled, and the blood had indeed stained the Queen's expensive bed red, but it was the blood of the assassin.

The burly black figure and the male painter were killed on the spot!

The Queen looked at the black figure at her feet. He was hit by three arrows in his vest, and the Tianling Cover was smashed to pieces by the gray figure hiding behind the couch. She sighed softly: "Phantom, you have cooperated with me for many years, why do you do this? If I don't do this this time,

Li Gong, I’m afraid you won’t act so quickly, right?”

Gray Shadow bowed slightly to the Queen, as if he had done something trivial, and left quickly carrying the two corpses.

But the blood was still there, and it was a dazzling beauty that was not in the original composition. The Queen seemed to have no intention of cleaning it up for the time being. She was still lying lazily, and chuckled to the three stunned painters: "You don't want to

Stop it!"

Feng Qinglang had no intention of stopping at first. Seeing that the other two surviving painters were frightened, he had no choice but to cooperate with them. As soon as he heard the Queen's order, he immediately continued writing. He was a bit similar to the Queen, and he also did not change his posture.

, the basic outline on the drawing board has been gradually completed.

The older painter bowed and said: "Your Majesty, that blood..."

The Queen interrupted calmly: "I think it's very good. Let's paint it realistically."

The older painter couldn't help but shudder deep in his heart. He took a deep breath, only to feel the strong smell of blood, which completely covered the original elegant fragrance, and said in his mouth: "Yes, Your Majesty!

"

The sound of the brush sliding on the paper was the only note in this strange silence. The Queen seemed unable to bear the silence, and suddenly smiled and said: "Chunlan, the first wave of people has arrived, do you think there will be more?"

Second wave of people?”

The female official behind her said: "No matter how many people come, they can't escape His Majesty's strategic planning."

The Queen laughed at herself and said softly: "I finally left the palace for the first time after ascending the throne. The magic array and various arrangements in the palace can no longer protect me... Those enemies hidden in the darkness,

It’s time to appear one by one.”

She looked at the three remaining painters in front of her and smiled: "Among the three of you, there might be an assassin hiding inside..."

The three of them didn't even dare to say that, so Feng Qinglang had no choice but to stand up and say something.

The Queen looked deeply at Feng Qinglang, her eyes a little confused: "If you are also an assassin, I will be very disappointed."

Feng Qinglang said seriously: "I am not an assassin, please rest assured, Your Majesty." He added in his heart that I can only be regarded as a thief at best.

The queen looked gentle and said softly to Feng Qinglang: "It's okay, you are a bit like an old friend of mine when I was young..." Her eyes fell into confusion for a moment. Perhaps, she recalled that night many years ago.

She was still a young girl, and there was only the fragrance of flowers in the soft wind. Under the charming starry sky, there was no desire for power or caution, only that unforgettable face.

Feng Qinglang knew without asking or even guessing that he must be the queen's former lover.

The queen's face was full of regrets, and she said quietly: "I eloped with him back then. When we were in the most difficult time, he sold me..."

Feng Qinglang's heart trembled, and a scene suddenly flashed through his mind. It was the captain of the guard of the Flame Mercenary Association in Innocence City half a year ago. When he killed him, he touched the most profound scene in his memory.

, at that time, the young and pretty face with pear blossoms and rain gradually merged with the mature and charming face of the queen in front of her.

The world can be so big that some people never meet again as soon as they turn around. The world can also be so small that the couple who eloped back then, Feng Qinglang, met each other within a year, and saw their vicissitudes after many years.

.

Soon, Feng Qinglang stopped sighing and couldn't help but cursed secretly, "Your Majesty, your memory is really unreliable. How can I imagine my appearance from that bastard?"

The Queen failed to hear Feng Qinglang's inner murmur, and continued quietly: "But I don't blame him, this can allow both of us to live well. If he hadn't sold me to human traffickers, the traffickers would have sold me again.

To the late emperor, how can I become the king of Lanling now?"

Such a fatal question did not require an answer, and no one present had the courage to give the Queen an answer, so the atmosphere fell into silence for a while.

After a while, Feng Qinglang's sketch on the drawing board was almost completed, and when he was about to enter the coloring stage, the Queen said again: "Chunlan, tell me what happened to me today. It's full of emotions and memories, and I can't stop even if I want to.

Come down."

Chunlan bowed slightly and said seriously: "Because the toxicity of the rotten incense is taking effect!"

The Queen's face, which had always been calm, finally changed. She naturally knew that erosive incense is a soft poison that can make people weak. But when this word came from her confidant, she told her very calmly that she was poisoned. Then

The meaning is quite different.

She couldn't help but ask: "When was the poison administered? I have always been very cautious. I also specially tested the lunch meal."

The female officer named Chunlan's voice was still so hoarse and magnetic: "Your Majesty, the food is non-toxic. But if you eat the food, smell the fragrance of the incense burner here, and use the brush to scratch the paper to release it,

The smell, coupled with blood as an inducer, can also form a corrosive poisonous gas."

The Queen sighed and said: "Oh, you are interested!"

Chunlan's tone was as humble as ever: "It all depends on His Majesty's cultivation!"

From various dark places in the hall, thumping sounds could be heard. It was the sound of the secret servants falling to the ground from high places. Naturally, they were poisoned by the rotten incense.

Feng Qinglang had already opened the paint box and started mixing colors. The queen was still calm and she naturally wanted to complete the work.

Chunlan slowly walked out of the darkness and into the light, walked straight to the side of the couch, looked down at the master who had served him for many years, and asked calmly: "Your Majesty's portrait will be completed, what else does your Majesty have?"

An unfulfilled wish?"

The queen shook her head and said, "I don't want to die yet."

Chunlan couldn't help but sneered: "I'm afraid it will be difficult to realize your Majesty's wish."

The Queen said: "Chunlan, actually I am very curious as to why you are doing this. Now in Lanling, you are already below one person and above ten thousand people. If you change to another king, you will not gain a higher status."
Chapter completed!