During the nearly 300 years since the founding of the Yongling Dynasty, Nangong Jiao was the first princess to receive an ominous imperial seal with a golden pen seal.
Scorned by the living people, disgusted by blood relatives, they struggle to survive in the mud.
But no one knew that the fragile and humble princess in their eyes was secretly the master of Lanying Pavilion who ruled the world and controlled countless top masters!
No one knew that her martial arts skills were unparalleled. The sword and dagger in her hands had wiped the throat of the old emperor and eaten the bones and blood of traitors.
Even the new emperor wearing a dragon robe was able to ascend to the throne because of her stirring up troubles!
When she bowed her head low, she curled her lips and smiled casually.
No matter how supreme the Nine-Five Lord is, he is just a pawn in her plan to delay the attack.
What she wants is not only revenge, but also glory and wealth.
What she wants is to defy heaven and change her destiny, and to become the epoch-making empress in this eternal history!
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Moments before she met him for the first time, she had just emerged from the high platform in the Linde Hall and killed her father and king.
Then, in the verandah in front of the palace, under the carved palace lanterns, people walked like jade gentlemen, feeling elegant and peaceful.
She hid the blood-stained dagger and fell in front of him using the bitter trick.
The gauze lantern fell and thunder exploded from the sky. He picked up her who was seriously injured and fell to the ground.
The moon-white robe was stained with blood, but the owner ignored it and kept calling: "Little lady, little lady..."
In the pouring water, the crimson palace skirt and the moon-white train are intertwined and entwined, making it difficult to distinguish one from the other.
Ready-made shields are useless if you don't use them.
She could hardly be wrong.
The only thing I didn't expect was that he was full of infatuation, knew how to take advantage of her, and risked his life to protect her again and again.
No matter how hard you try, you can't drive it away.
All the way to the bottom of Duantian Cliff, the high ground in the middle of the river, there is no end of the road.
Amidst the overwhelming sharp cold light, an embrace full of elegant sandalwood embraced her.
She saw so much blood pouring out of his mouth, and saw him smiling and silently saying: Little lady, go quickly.
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She had never seen anyone as stupid as him.
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When we met again, he couldn't remember his past life. From Yan Yun, who was as gentle as jade, to the sincere and passionate young master of Tianji Valley.
Qingjun's face is covered with snow-white tattoos, and he is as ignorant of worldly affairs as the snow lotus left in the world.
The first time he looked at her with misty eyes, he said: "Madam, you are so beautiful."
She didn't recognize him either.
I just couldn't help but want to see him helpless and embarrassed.
When Qi and blood surge, the snow-white tattoo becomes flushed, which is better than the most beautiful red Xia Pei in the world.
Later, he finally learned that there was another person. She kept looking for him and never forgot him.
In the dead of night, he held her tightly, his eyes red and choked, and asked: "Princess, who are you looking at through me? Is it that Yan Yun proton?"
Purpose: Reversing destiny and saving the common people