C2

March.

In the palace, the lovely flowers bloomed in the spring, and the entire palace was filled with LuoQi carrying a floral bottle. Ying Caiyan was speechless, as she wept in the hall to be spared.

The palace walls were tightly guarded, and the throne room in the Great Qiao Palace was packed full of people, bustling with activity, and filled with the sound of voices.

Outside the throne room, amidst the dense vegetation, a black clothed man could be vaguely seen walking towards them. The sunlight slanted in and the mottled shadows of the tree covered his face, so only his tight face and tightly pursed lips could be seen.

"The Regent has arrived!" As the news spread, the previously bustling crowd within the imperial court quietened down.

The black clothed man slowly walked in, and all the officials in the hall knelt down respectfully:

"We pay our respects to the Regent, who has lived for thousands of years."

The man in black slightly stopped, but it only took him a moment to walk towards the main hall.

The officials kneeling on the ground did not receive the response they should have, but they did not dare to raise their heads without permission. The entire hall was so quiet that it caused people's hearts to tremble.

He slowly turned around and stood with his hands behind his back. His gaze was as cold as a pond in the middle of winter, so deep that the bottom couldn't be seen. Suddenly, his lips slightly parted as he spoke to the officials still kneeling in front of his highness, "All of you, stand up."

His words were ice-cold without any warmth.

"Regent, now that the emperor has been assassinated, his life is in danger. The one who will be in charge of the general situation is you." A middle-aged man wearing a third-grade official uniform stood in the quiet hall and respectfully said to the man in black.

When he heard those words, the black-clothed man tightly pursed his lips and slightly frowned. It seemed that there was someone who could not hold back after the Emperor was assassinated.

"What does Minister Han say? When the emperor's life is at stake, shouldn't we be concerned about the emperor's situation!" At this time, another third rank Minister, Vice Minister Liu, said with a dissatisfied expression.

"Vice Minister Liu's words are a bit lacking. Although the Emperor's life is a matter that everyone is concerned about, the nation cannot afford to lose a ruler for a single day. As of now, only the Regent can take charge of the general situation." President Han waved his hand.

"Lord Han, you didn't speak a word about the Emperor's assassination, but you're wholeheartedly worried about the king. Could it be that …" Vice Minister Liu pouted.

"Lord Liu!" Han Shangshu's face was filled with rage as he turned to the man in black and cupped his hands, "Regent, this subject's loyalty to the Great Qiao Dynasty can be seen. Regent, please do understand!"

"Hmph." Vice Minister Liu gave a cold snort and said no more.

The man in black pursed his lips but didn't say anything, allowing the two people in the hall to meet each other with cold gazes.

"Reporting to the Regent, Your Majesty …" "Your Majesty …" The person reporting from outside the door was panting heavily.

"How is the emperor?" Vice Minister Liu's face was filled with worry as he hurriedly asked.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty …" "He's awake!" The person who came to report finally gasped out the last two words.

"That's great, that's great, your majesty!" Vice Minister Liu said to the officials beside him with an excited expression.

Everyone had different expressions on their faces, but the man in black clenched his fists tightly, his deep eyes unfathomable. He really did not think that this girl had such a great life, she had survived a great disaster, whether or not she had a blessing in return would all depend on her luck. However, to him, the Qiao family did not care whether she lived or died.

"This King will first go take a look at your majesty! You all wait here for news. " The man in black wore a smile on his face, but it did not reach his eyes. He narrowed his eyes and unclenched his fists. He walked out of the hall with large strides.

At this very moment, the inner hall of the palace was already packed with people: the imperial physician, the imperial guards, the palace maids, and … There were a group of men with beautiful appearances, and all of their gazes were focused on the small girl on the bed. This woman, on the other hand, had a face full of shock and fear.

She did not know what was going on in her chest. The last scene that she remembered was that of the Qin Family, passed down in the God Thief Realm. The person who stole the purple crystal from the Qin Family was the number one god thief of the God Thief Realm, how could Qiao Yifeng, who had always been meddling in many things, miss out on such a wonderful opportunity? However, Nai'e was knocked down by a burst of purple light when she got her hands on it. Then …

When he woke up, he saw a group of colorful ghosts in front of him!

Was this heaven or hell?! A big question mark appeared in Joe's mind.

Was he dreaming? She comforted herself by grabbing at her thigh and closing her eyes tightly.

Dream on! Dream on! Dream on!

She muttered softly.

The moment she opened her eyes, she was still by her master's side. Once she opened her eyes, she would be able to obtain the title of the First God Thief.

She closed her eyes and lay on the bed. Even her breathing had become lighter.

Suddenly, she abruptly opened her eyes. Her spirited eyes blinked rapidly, but a pair of suspicious eyes were still focused on her.

Joe's eyes were still wide open, wondering if this dream could wake him up! Just as she was about to close her eyes again, the man closest to her suddenly came to her bedside and cried out, "Your majesty, your majesty has finally woken up. If something were to happen to you, what would Rolo do?"

Your Majesty?! At this moment, Qiao Qiao's mouth was already big enough to fit two eggs. What emperor? What Luo Luo, as long as she wasn't the Jade Emperor, as long as the one accompanying her wasn't the prettiest guy in the world, she would still be willing to go back and be her first thief!

"Your majesty, don't you know Rolo?" "Didn't the emperor love Rolo the most?" The man who called himself Rolo wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and continued crying to Qiao Qiao.

Qiao Qiao's mouth was wide open as he turned his head to look at this balala man. His long willow shaped eyebrows, big watery eyes, high nose, sharp chin, pink little mouth, wasn't this just a typical small pain?

"Imperial Physician, Your Majesty, what happened to the emperor?" The warm looking Ning Concubine behind Madam Luo looked at Qiao with a gaze full of unfamiliarity. He had a respectful expression on his face as he asked the imperial physician.

Qiao Qiao once again looked over. The heck, her white clothes were fluttering in the wind. She was gentle and elegant, and her temperament was extraordinary. Just where did she come from? Could it be that this is the legendary paradise?

At this moment, the saliva at the corner of her mouth was dripping down. She was truly like a peony that just died. No matter what kind of immortal man or ghost-man she was, she was still a good man!

"To reply esteemed imperial concubine and esteemed empress, perhaps the emperor suffered too much of a shock, and with the knife wound on his chest, he's temporarily forgotten a few things." The imperial physician frowned as he reported.

"Forgot a few things for now? Then … Didn't that mean the emperor forgot about the time he spent with Luo Luo? " When Madame Luo heard the Imperial Physician's words, she immediately covered the corners of her mouth. She was on the verge of tears and tightly held onto Qiao Qiao's hand with a wronged expression.

"Pfft ~!" This elder brother's words were really great. Under the moonlight, he was so beautiful, how could she bear to forget about him? Thinking this way, she didn't forget to wipe off some oil on this pretty boy's hand.

"Your majesty, what happened to you?" Imperial Concubine Luo supported Qiao yet again. Suddenly, her face lit up as she hastily asked, "Your majesty, could it be that Your Majesty is feeling happy?"

Joy? Have your sister's happiness! Qiao Qiao once again surveyed her surroundings. She saw that the beautiful men who were staring at her with wide eyes were drooling over her small flat stomach. Even if she was really happy, wouldn't that child's father have a huge chance of winning?! What's more, elder sister was spitting out blood! Can you spray blood?

"Pfft ~!" This time, a mouthful of blood was spat out from Qiao Qiao's chest. She closed her eyes and stomped her legs, fainting on the bed.

The amount of information she had received from her awakening was just too much. It allowed her to be stable and unflustered.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?" Madame Luo roared at the imperial physician. "Hurry up and take a look at what's happened to the emperor?"

The imperial physicians within the hall were busy again.

Qiao Qiao was the only one left. Ignoring the panic and busyness beneath the bed, he quietly laid down on the bed. His mind was filled with memories that did not belong to her.

She was only fifteen years old, but she had already become a monarch. Empress? It sounded like it was more exciting than the title of the First Godly Thief. Qiao Qiao could not help but let her imagination run wild as the memories in her head continued to flow.

The Great Qiao Dynasty unified the entire country, with the exception of the Handan, Huns and other barbarian lands, the entire continent was the Royal Territory.

The empress had appeared because her father had unfortunately been assassinated, and had died, leaving him without a son. Only Qiao Qiao still had a daughter, and in the imperial court there was a prince in charge of power, her grandfather had picked up a son, called Yan Mo Chen. After the late Emperor passed away, this prince was qualified to become Emperor, but there were a few officials in the imperial court who were not happy with his background and were not part of the Qiao family.

Because of this, each of the ministers had a son in their family who was recommended as an imperial concubine. They hoped that one day, the emperor would be happy. If he could be their grandson, then the world would belong to them.

However, Qiao Qiao still remembered clearly that what she did was extremely sullen!