Chapter 1827 The Assassin Wife of the King of Nanzhao (8)

Luo Xin crossed her hands and made a lotus shape. Transparent butterflies surrounded her wrists, and the holy water lake in the center of the Qitian Hall began to swirl.

This scene was like a waterfall flowing all over the sky, which was really spectacular.

"Replying to King Nan, there is indeed the prince's destined princess in this hall, but because our Wu family lost our saint seven years ago, the star map is very unstable and cannot accurately calculate who the princess is." Luo Xin lowered her head guiltily and said, "I hope King Nan will not blame me!"

"Aunt, what are you talking about!" King Nan looked at her with grateful eyes and said, "Aunt has brought enough fortune-telling."

After the voice fell, he looked at all the concubines of the princes and nobles who entered the palace today and said, "Pass on my order, all the concubines will enter the Xingchen Hall tonight and let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince choose."

Nan Yisheng's eyes were very light from beginning to end, and there was no clue.

And just when he was about to turn around, he seemed to notice something, and his deep eyes looked towards Luo Qingchen.

In just a moment, he met her eyes.

Suddenly, she felt her chest beating violently, and she felt particularly nervous.

It seemed that she had been paying attention to a certain boy silently, and then he looked back for a moment and happened to see everything in her eyes.

Luo Qingchen at this moment felt this way.

Nan Yisheng's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked in the direction of Luo Qingchen for a long time.

Until he was the only one around, he had to retract his gaze.

Why did the maid's eyes look so familiar, as if he could see through her eyes and feel a palpitation for a year or ten thousand years.

This feeling has never appeared since he was born.

I always feel that those eyes are like a strong light that travels through time and space, and instantly shines into his life.

Without warning...

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Luo Qingchen was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses. Dong'er beside her hurriedly pulled her hand and said, "Still watching, it's time to go."

"Yeah." She nodded and said, "Hey, where's Qiuju?"

"She was just called away by the imperial palace supervisor." Dong'er frowned and said, "I wonder if she will be punished."

"She did say something wrong just now." Luo Qingchen frowned and said, "Qiuju shouldn't have said anything under the circumstances just now..."

This girl, I think she didn't take what she said last night to heart.

This time, she is probably going to be beaten.

But what Luo Qingchen and Dong'er didn't expect was... Qiuju was not just beaten.

Because she didn't show up until dinner time.

Sister Dong'er used to be a palace maid, and she left some connections for her before entering the palace.

Luo Qingchen asked her to quietly inquire about it. If it was just a closed door, it wouldn't be a big deal.

Little did they know...

"Oh no, oh no--" Dong'er almost ran into the room, looking at Luo Qingchen and said: "Qiu Ju...Qiu Ju was caught in the dark prison."

"What does dark prison mean?"

"It is said that the sacred ceremony was destroyed, and the blood must be used to sacrifice to the witch clan." Dong'er's tears fell as she spoke, and she looked at Luo Qingchen helplessly and said: "What should we do? Xiaochen, what should we do?"

Luo Qingchen bit her lip when she heard the words, and looked around. Except for Dong'er, the other palace maids silently took a step back after hearing the news.

She didn't blame them. After all, the most important thing in this palace is to protect yourself.

"I'll go find the prince." Luo Qingchen glanced at Dong'er and said: "You go to the dark prison and hide at the door, and always pay attention to the movements."