"Who are you," Jimo Beige asked in a low voice,

Fu Ronghua blinked his eyes lightly, relaxed his body slightly, and gently raised her chin, "Don't you feel it?" Her eyes slightly raised, adding a bit of charm inexplicably.

Jimo Beige shuddered and she opened her eyes wide, "Descendant of Jialan."

Fu Ronghua tilted her head slightly, "This is what the inheritance says," she nodded slightly, "But, I am not a descendant of Jialan." She let go of her hand, "To be precise, I am the founder of Jialan.

"

She looked at the stiff people and said, "Jialan people live longer, you have never thought about why. It is said that those who eat the blood of sharks can live forever. It is true."

She looked reminiscing, "In the past, I used to be innocent and carefree. Unfortunately, human beings are endlessly greedy. They always want more. So, I changed from that innocent and simple little princess to become the emperor of Jialan.

Ji, I personally destroyed that decadent dynasty and rebuilt a new dynasty, and I named it Jialan."

She sounded a little nostalgic, "It can be considered as built by an old friend."

She looked at Jimo Beige and said, "I'm curious why I'm telling you this. Maybe I've been lonely for too long, and I always think about the past when I see you."

"Are you Ronghua?" Jimo Beige asked, clenching her hands. Her tone was a little panicked, a little worried, but also full of fear and fear.

"Hahaha," Fu Ronghua couldn't help but laugh, "I am her, and she is me."

She sighed, "This is a chess game I gave to Xuan Ji, and it was also a romantic affair between him and me thousands of years ago, which has only been resolved now."

The voice faintly dissipated with the sigh, and she recovered from her trance. Only then did she realize that at some point, Fu Ronghua had fainted in Emperor Xuanzhao's arms, and they were walking towards the passage.

Everything just happened was like a dream, a dream that only she could see.

She couldn't help but look forward and saw Emperor Xuan Zhao protecting Fu Ronghua in his arms.

"Your Majesty," Hua Zixiu followed Emperor Xuanzhao at some unknown moment.

Xuan Ji spoke slowly, "I'm sure it's okay."

Hua Zixiu nodded, "I just inhaled some of it, just take a nap and you'll be fine."

Emperor Xuanzhao nodded, hugged the man in his arms, and said, "Let's go."

——

Fu Qingyi gently held the wall on the side. Yuji was a little worried and said, "State Lord."

Fu Qingyi waved his hand slightly, "Nothing," he turned his palm over. In the flickering passage, a water drop-shaped mark appeared on the palm of his hand. Fu Qingyi clenched his hand and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

——

There was a slight cracking sound, Mingsu's pupils tightened, and he saw cracks appearing on the beads in his palm. He subconsciously wanted to put them away, but in the end he couldn't keep them. The beads turned into bubbles and disappeared like quicksand.

He stood up suddenly, fear appearing in his eyes for the first time.

The cinnabar between his brows was a little hot, so hot that he knelt down on the ground unconsciously, holding his head tightly with both hands, "Sang Wu." He bit down on these two words, and bloodshot fear condensed in his eyes.

, making him tremble uncontrollably.

The veins on the back of his hands popped out, and he almost forced himself to stand up. "I will not lose," he almost bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a few words.

——

In the palace, Fu Chen stretched out his hand to grab the golden bed curtain, grinned, his bright eyes rolled around, and his white cheeks hung with an innocent smile.

Ruixue took a look and felt her heart melting, "His Royal Highness misses the queen."
Chapter completed!