The other princes and princesses did not have official titles.
Now she wants to give the title of First Princess of Serang to a child who is not her daughter.
This feeling was very bad and made her feel scared.
Although Tiantian is just a little girl, she is even her biological niece.
However, she can't tolerate it either![
She couldn't let anything stir his inner emotions.
What he truly loved, she would destroy.
She must never let anyone or anything threaten her position.
Thinking of this, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and her beautiful face was filled with murderous intent.
"Just do it!" she said slowly. "This matter can only succeed, not fail!"
"By the way, when will the people from Peony Sect come?" She rolled her eyes.
"Come soon," Cui'er's face has returned to normal: "They have sent out the most powerful people in martial arts."
"These people are proficient in all kinds of magic and armor-defying techniques. They can defeat one against a hundred!"
"Very good," Ren Youlan's eyes flashed with satisfaction.
"Tell them to disguise themselves as different sects. These people are the enemies of the new dynasty in Serang."
"Divide into groups of people to attack one after another, and leave evidence at the scene."
"But, I must let Tiantian die!"
"When the deed is accomplished, I will definitely reward them generously!"
Speaking of this, a hint of bloodthirsty madness and ruthlessness appeared in her eyes, and she dug a piece of patent leather with her fingernails.
There was a hint of fear and worry in Cui'er's eyes.
The Queen has been depressed for too long and has no tolerance for her own niece.
Such a queen made her afraid.
Seeing her hesitation, Ren Youlan's eyes became colder: "What are you afraid of? This time the Peony Sect will take action, so there will be no mistakes."
"But?" Cui'er bit her lower lip tightly: "Miss Tiantian, you are so valued by the emperor. If something unexpected happens on the way back to the prosperous age with the empress, there is no guarantee that the emperor will not be angry with the empress." [
"Excuse your anger?" A trace of ridicule flashed in Ren Youlan's eyes, and she gently combed her hair with her fingers: "I will also be seriously injured, even more serious than her injury."