[1] Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain

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Chapter 3.3 King You Crossed The Border (Part 3)

　　The imperial bodyguards that were given the surname of the royal family are the death soldier among death soldiers, the elite among the elites. The smaller the number is, implies the higher the cultivation is and will be put into a more important position by their Lord. Twelfth and Thirteenth, supposedly can be called ‘general’ outside.

　　As soon as the voice came to an end, two shadowy figures in black clothes came in from outside the hall and stood behind Han Shaoling.

　　Han Shaoling fixed his eyes at Sang Yuanyuan for a while and said softly, “I have to go and handle some official business and tomorrow I will come to see you early in the morning. Sang’er, just be at ease and take rest. I will protect your safety for a lifetime. “

　　On the big wedding day, Han Five’s betrayal was like a thorn that had deeply rooted in Han Shaoling’s heart and had lasted for more than a month. Today You Yingyue taking out the antidote had already given herself away so Han Shaoling must be anxious to thoroughly investigate this matter.

　　Sang Yuanyuan lay down slowly and closed her eyes.

　　She is really tired, and after her goal is achieved, she has no mood and energy to entertain Han Shaoling anymore.

　　The two bodyguards woke up all the maidservants in the palace’s hall. The maids were all terrified and didn’t dare to ask more. Their movements were quick and neat in cleaning up the things that were stained by You Yingyue. They also wiped Sang Yuanyuan’s back and put her on a dry new clothes.

　　She did not move at all and just let them adjust everything. She quietly planned the future matters inside her heart. First of all, how can she persuade the original owner’s biological father, the king of Sang state, let him agree to send a few reliable subordinates to enter the royal palace of King Han?

　　In fact, this matter is quite deviant.

　　Hui Yi is a woman and her bond with You Yingyue is very deep, adding the things that happened five years ago on top……That’s why Han Shaoling made an exception and allowed her to bring this Master in Clear Spirit Base into the palace.

　　Sang Yuanyuan kept thinking about it and unconsciously fell asleep.

　　This sleep lasts until noon.

　　Upon waking up, she found Han Shaoling sitting on the edge of the cloud bed, looking at her with a smile.

　　“Sang’er, morning.”

　　He motioned to the maidservant who was standing nearby to come forward and serve her.

　　The soft-and-boneless-like person was carefully supported up, washed and dressed.

　　Sitting at the dressing table and looking in the mirror, Sang Yuanyuan almost fainted.

　　This is not a mortal, but a fairy!

　　She had played many beauties, covered with heavy makeup, beautiful and graceful, which had once made her mistakenly think that she is a beauty that could overthrow cities and ruin states. Until now, she just found out that a real beauty didn’t need any acting at all.

　　Han Shaoling’s tall and handsome figure also appeared in the mirror, smiling at her: “Sang’er, don’t be sad. Just recuperate well and your appearance will recover in just a short few days.”

　　This mean, she can be more beautiful?

　　Sang Yuanyuan slowly exhaled out a long breath.

　　Han Shaoling accompanied her to lunch, and then left in a hurry to return to the cloud palace, to continue to deal with official business.

　　He’s not the kind of person who has a lot of time to be lovey dovey and idling away his time. He is very busy. Sang Yuanyuan stood by an enormous wooden window that had flowers carved on top of it and looked out, as if she could see the smoke from the West.

　　After watching for a while, Sang Yuanyuan sent the maidservants away, sat alone on the cloud bed, and took out the jade token from the makeup box.

　　A thick pile.

　　She picked up one piece, had just broken it, then heard a rough and heroic voice rush out, reverberating inside the big hall like the sound of an earthquake and mountains moving.

　　”Daughter?!”

　　”Ah.” Sang Yuanyuan answered weakly.

　　On the opposite side, there was an abrupt strange sound like the voice of a male duck being squeezed.

　　”Wi wi wi wi Wifeee! Daughter is awake! Daughter is awake! “

　　Then, another wave of earthquakes and mountains’ moving sound again.

　　Soon, inside the jade token, what interwoven together are the voice of a barbaric bass along with the soprano sobbing voice, and a baritone voice like that of the tinkling in water.

　　The symphony began, and then the jade token broke.