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"Hua Gai, you have to go a bit further to the left …" Du Yuqing's neck was aching. She took two steps back, wanting to stay away from him so that she wouldn't have to look up.

"Mistress, be careful!" Xiuju cried out in alarm as she held onto the ladder.

There were steps in front of the palace door, and Du Yuqing forgot to hold her foot in time. She stepped on empty air and fell backwards.

Pitiful … Her butt was injured just in time!

Du Yuqing was still thinking about her butt in her weightlessness. Just when she thought she was going to be out of luck again, a pair of hands supported her steadily from behind.

Xiuju and Mei Xin immediately knelt on the ground to greet him. Hua Gai and Xun Quan, who were standing on the ladder, paled in fright.

Hua Gai and Xun Quan were in a hurry to get down the ladder. The two of them were even carrying a plaque. Under extreme panic and disharmony, they directly flew down the ladder.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Wu!"

Even if you fall to your death in front of the king, you can't cry out like a ghost. Both Wa Gai and Xun were filled with tears as they struggled to get up from the ground to kneel.

"Your servant greets Your Majesty. Long live the king."

Du Yuqing snapped out of her daze at this moment, broke free from those hands as if she had seen a ghost, and jumped far away.

The devil is here!

Du Yuxi slightly squinted his eyes as he watched Du Yuqing run to the entrance of the palace and look at him in panic. He felt slightly unhappy in his heart.

This girl didn't have any memory, so she didn't know how to welcome him.

Du Yuqing reacted instinctively. It was like seeing a venomous snake when she saw Du Yuxi. After panicking, she quickly knelt down without a sound.

He lowered his head, unwilling but also afraid of being punished, and knelt down.

The clear jade board reflected her unsatisfied yet patient face.

Du Yuxi's gaze was cold as it fell on the plaque on the ground.

The sky turned green after the rain.

Four ancient seal body, upright and vigorous, quite a bit of Wei Jin ancient style.

Originally, there were only four words written on the door — "Beauty is at the end of her days."

Chimu Palace, had been changed by her on her own accord.

The floor was very cold. It was April, and he was kneeling on the floor, dressed in thin clothes. As time went by, the cold air of the floor would seep into his knees, causing him to feel a little cold.

Du Yuxi had been squinting his eyes all this time as he looked at the four ancient seals. Such a beautiful and powerful character actually came from the hands of a crazy girl. This was quite unbelievable.

This time, Du Yuqing learnt her lesson. She lowered her head and kneeled on the ground without making a sound. She was pretending to be dead …

Du Xue had said that she couldn't speak any nonsense in front of the king. It was best not to say a single word, or else she would bring disaster upon herself.

Finally, a faint dragon's saliva entered her nose. A bright yellow piece of clothing flashed past her as she headed towards the inner hall.

This girl's achievement from seven days …

The old yellow curtains were all removed, and the twelve paintings on the wall were all replaced by strange graffiti. The colors were rather bright, but … I don't understand.

As he continued to sleep, the curtains and curtains that had been in place were all replaced. The screen was gone, the bead curtain was gone … The entire space was enlarged, and at the same time, his daughter's bed was unobstructed. He could see everything from the bottom of his eyes.

Du Yuqing knelt on the floor and turned her head furtively. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw Du Yuxi leading two people towards the inner room. She felt slightly relieved.

That man, standing there, not saying a word, made people feel as if the air pressure had been lowered all the way down to their chests. It was hard to breathe, the feeling of lack of oxygen. Du Yuqing hated this feeling. It was as if she was a child facing a strict and fearsome teacher, not daring to voice her opinion out loud. She was constantly hit and constantly scolded. She was in a terrible state without even a trace of democracy to speak of.