The palace people had already entered the room to report, and Ling Luo was sitting on a chair, absentmindedly sipping the fragrant tea.

Every time I get along alone with Chen Moxu, it's a tough battle.

A cup of fragrant tea was drunk to the bottom, and Chen Moxu finally appeared.

He wore a wide black nightgown with gold trim, revealing a large sturdy chest, and his long black hair was not tied up high with a golden dragon hairpin as usual, but hung down casually, covering part of his cheeks.

The iceberg-like face and the thin angry black eyes all showed the unhappy mood of the master after being woken up in the middle of the night.

"Luo'er is longing for the palace, and she came to dedicate herself in the middle of the night?" Chen Moxu said ridiculous words, but his voice was bitterly cold.

Ling Luo met those black hole-like eyes and replied very simply: "No, Your Royal Highness the Prince, you think too much." ”

Chen Moxu snorted coldly, his voice was like ice slag: "Do you know that you just killed your only chance to survive with your own hands?" All the people who have disturbed the sleep of this palace have all been buried in the ground! ”

The corners of Ling Luo's lips floated into a light smile, facing the anger of this arrogant man, without the slightest fear, and his voice was clear: "Luo'er is here to send the throne to His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"What did you say?" Chen Mo was completely sleepy, stood up suddenly, and said sharply, "Do you have the courage to say it again?" ”

The word "throne" is a thorn in his heart.

The emperor's limit is approaching, but he has not had the intention of letting him, the crown prince, take over the throne, and even reused Qi Wang Chen Moxuan in the court to suppress his power!

Every night, Chen Moxu sleeps on a sleepless pillow, dreaming that he is on the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and dreaming that he has put Chen Moxuan's sword down.

His desire for the throne has reached the point of madness.

"Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, are you willing to exchange a quarter of your blood for the throne?"

Chen Moxu frowned, but his black hole-like eyes could not hide the look of excitement, and he said coldly: "What do you mean?" ”

The smile on Ling Luo's lips was even stronger, and she knew that the big fish had taken the bait.

"Emperor Xuanzu ordered Luo'er to refine the Yinren Pill that can extend the life span by ten years, and according to the Book of Medicine, if the blood of the direct descendants is used as a medicine, the medicinal effect can be doubled."

Ling Luo's eyes burned, he stretched out two fingers, and said loudly: "That is to say, as long as Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince is willing to nod your head and donate a quarter of your blood, you can extend the life of the Emperor Xuanzu by twenty years." ”

Chen Moxu's expression can be said to be very exciting, the face of the 10,000-year-old ice cube shattered, the muscles on the face faintly had a tendency to spasm, and the voice was like a ghost animal: "How do you know about the Emperor Xuanzu?" ”

The existence of the vulture itself is a taboo in the palace.

surpassed Tianlun and lived for four hundred and fifty years, one can imagine how many anti-heaven evil cultivation methods he has used, and how many cases that heaven has not tolerated.

"Luo'er got the permission of the queen's aunt to go to the East Wing of the Library Pavilion to read the history books, and met the emperor by chance." Ling Luo was unhurried, and explained calmly and calmly, "His old man learned that Luo'er had a skill in alchemy, so he gave such a task. ”

Chen Moxu's face looked a little better, but he was still tense, and continued to ask, "Have you successfully refined me?" ”

"Absolutely." Ling Luo was extremely confident and said, "Luo'er has already used a quarter of her own blood to help Emperor Xuanzu refine a Yinren Pill. ”