In the splendid palace, Mu Zhao was lying on the brocade quilt, his eyes blank.
Yun Wuluo saw a blush on her pale cheeks, and a smile flashed in her dark eyes.
He intensified his men's movements.
"The Queen Mother is particularly intolerant today, why are you dying before I can do anything?"
Mu Zhao trembled, his eyes barely coming together.
She sneered and said, "Nine thousand years old, you are sick and your ears are not working properly? What the Ai family said was that you are going to die, not that you will die."
Yun Wuluo's face suddenly turned extremely ugly, and his words also had a tinge to them.
"Even if the slave is sick..."
"Pfft~"
Before Yun Wuluo finished speaking, Mu Zhao spat out a mouthful of black blood.
Yun Wuluo's pupils shrank suddenly and he hurriedly raised his hand.
"You! You took poison?!"
Mu Zhao caught a glimpse of the thing in his hand and closed his eyes in disgust.
So she didn't see that Yun Wuluo's always sinister eyes were now full of panic.
"Mu Zhao! Open your eyes!"
Mu Zhao wanted to open his eyes and refute. She would not be so cowardly as to commit suicide. It was just that the experiences she had suffered in the past few years had hollowed out her body and she was now exhausted.
But her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and her throat seemed to be blocked by pig iron. It was difficult to even breathe, let alone open her mouth to refute.
Her consciousness gradually dissipated, and she knew that this time, she would definitely die.
But in the next moment, consciousness quickly returned.
Mu Zhao's heart skipped a beat. She was saved by Yun Wuluo again?
She sighed and opened her eyes, "Nine thousand years old, do you really have some friendship with that King of Hell? You can do this..."
When she saw the light blue gauze above her head, she swallowed the next words.
This...this is the gauze tent of her boudoir. How did Yun Wuluo get these?
"Princess? Are you awake?"
This bright voice made Mu Zhao's heart skip a beat.
She sat up suddenly, turned her head and looked over, and what caught her eye was Chuntao's round face.
She shouted in disbelief, "Chuntao?"
Chuntao... wasn't she already dead?
Mu Zhao realized something and quickly touched his face and body, then raised his hands to look.
Chuntao thought quietly aside.
"Great~ Princess, you have finally woken up. Your high fever has not gone away. The imperial doctor said that if you don't wake up today, it will be very dangerous. It's okay, okay. I said that Princess is blessed with great fortune, and you will be fine.
of......."
A living Chuntao? High fever that won’t go away?
Mu Zhao pinched his arm.
"Hiss~it hurts."
"Oh, Princess, why are you pinching yourself?" Chuntao grabbed Mu Zhao's hand.
Mu Zhao held Chuntao's hand and asked, "How old is it now?"
"Ten years of the Great Zhou Calendar."
Mu Zhao was completely stunned.
She actually went back to the past and was reincarnated after death?
Ten years of the Great Zhou Calendar!
She is also the only princess in the palace of the general who governs the country, who is doted on by her father, two mothers, and five brothers!
Her father, two mothers, and her second brother have not yet died in the battlefield!
She was not forced into the palace to marry the old emperor!
Her eldest brother was not sentenced to death for treason!
The entire Mu family was not executed!
She has not struggled to survive in the cold palace!
She has not yet committed herself to that dead eunuch Yun Wuluo, working together with him to overthrow the old emperor, support the new emperor, and become the queen mother herself!
It’s still not too late!
Weeping with joy, Mu Zhao covered his face and cried bitterly.
Chuntao asked anxiously, "Princess...Princess, why are you crying? But what's wrong with you?"
Mu Zhao shook his head.
Chuntao guessed, "Princess, did you hear that the second prince came to break off the engagement again?" This chapter has been completed!