This palace comes back in this life, only to be Nian Shilan

Chapter 285 The Joy of Being Accepted

"Sister, let's go quickly." Ling Xiang showed a sincere smile on her face.

That is the joy of being accepted.

Walking along the long street leading to Baohua Palace, Ling Xiang and Zhen Huan chatted about this and that, and they didn't feel lonely at all.

Suddenly, a cat's meow was heard in the distance.

Zhen Huan has always been afraid of cats, and she is even more afraid of looking cats in the eye.

If she makes eye contact with the cat, the cat will surely pounce on Zhen Huan.

Therefore, just the sound of a cat's meow was enough to scare Zhen Huan so much that she stopped joking.

Ling Xiang looked at Zhen Huan's instantly panicked expression, with confusion in her eyes. She looked in the direction of the sound and found that it was Songzi standing on the wall of the long street, walking towards them in a cat-like manner.

"It's Songzi." Ling Xiang walked to the other side of Zhen Huan and held Zhen Huan's arm. "Don't be afraid, sister. I'll go this way. You stay a little further away from Songzi."

"Thank you very much." Zhen Huan felt a little relieved.

When passing by Songzi, Ling Xiang was really protecting Zhen Huan while looking at Songzi with her eyes.

This scene of people who were only concerned about themselves naturally caught Zhen Huan's attention.

"You are pregnant too, so you should be more careful." There was a hint of serious concern in Zhen Huan's words.

"Sister, don't worry about me. The emperor cares more about the baby in your belly. I also hope that you can be safe." Ling Xiang spoke sincerely with a smile in the corners of her eyes, which touched Zhen Huan's heart again.

"What are you talking about? The children in our bellies are both of royal blood, so they are equally important."

Fukuko, who was walking behind, looked at their chatting coldly without saying a word.

Liu Zhu's bright big eyes looked at Ling Da Ying with inquiry. Huanbi said this morning that she was a vixen, but how could she not see that from Ling Da Ying's clean little face?

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The group soon arrived at Baohua Hall.

The incense was burning in the Baohua Palace, and Zhen Huan's heart calmed down.

The Sakyamuni Buddha in the center of the Baohua Hall is shining with golden light and emitting Buddha's light. He stands on a lotus seat with kind eyes and a serene expression, as if he can see through the mysteries of all things in the world.

Zhen Huan knelt on a cushion embroidered with lotus flowers, clasped her hands together, and silently prayed to the Buddha to forgive her for all the lies she had told for the sake of her child.

Ling Xiang knelt beside Zhen Huan, closed her eyes and prayed devoutly in front of Sakyamuni.

The incense was curling and the smoke was swirling. Suddenly, a sound of breaking came from above.

Zhen Huan felt a huge sense of oppression coming from above her head.

"Be careful!" Ling Xiang's scream rang out above the Baohua Palace.

The copper incense burner in front of Zhen Huan's left smashed directly towards Ling Xiang.

Jin Xi and Liu Zhu, who were burning Buddhist scriptures in the distance, screamed in horror.

Ling Xiang reacted quickly. She pushed Zhen Huan away while bending down to protect her belly.

The copper incense burner hit Ling Xiang's back hard and then rolled to the ground.

There was a huge roaring sound on the ground.

"My Lady!" Liuzhu and Jinxi hurried to Zhen Huan's side.

Zhen Huan was pushed away by Ling Xiang and collapsed on the ground. She watched Ling Xiang being hit hard instead of her.

Fuzi hurried forward and helped Lingxiang up from the ground.

"Young Master? Young Master?" Fu Zi never expected that Ling Xiang would be so bold.

Then, Zhen Huan and Liu Zhu saw bright red liquid flowing out from under Ling Xiang's legs.

Zhen Huan looked at Jin Xi in horror.

Immediately, Jinxi quickly asked Xiao Yunzi, who was outside the door, to go out and call the imperial physician.

He also asked the servant who was cleaning the Baohua Palace to call for a sedan chair.

Ling Xiang held her belly tightly in Fuzi's arms, her little face pale.