Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter-Chapter 413 - 411: Noble Lord, Secret Talk_1

Chapter 413: Chapter 411: Noble Lord, Secret Talk_1

Seeing the Empress enraged and choking on the smoke, her eyes flashed with a dark glint, she appeared from the shadows and supported her as they walked out.

“Seize them!”

The Empress regained her senses, choked by the smoke, but didn’t forget to order someone to pursue them.

However, all eight Qilin Guards’ acupoints were sealed and they couldn’t move; no one responded.

“Your Majesty, we must leave the hall first.”

Astonishment flashed in Noble Lord’s eyes, and he forcefully supported the Empress, dragging her out of the Mental Cultivation Hall.

“Xinzi, my head hurts so much.”

Coming outside the hall, the Empress suddenly covered her head and wailed in pain.

“Fetch the Imperial Physician!”

Genuine surprise flashed in Noble Lord’s eyes, and he subconsciously glanced at a dark corner outside the hall.

Lin Qingluo’s pupils flickered.

She didn’t expect Noble Lord’s perception to be so keen that he actually discovered her hiding place.

“Yin’er, why does the Empress have a headache?”

“It’s her own fault for daring to harm our Master.”

Little Kingfisher’s arrogantly proud voice immediately came: “There are at least a hundred poisonous snakes lurking in and outside the Mental Cultivation Hall. A single snake spewing poison is already hundreds of types of poison. If she inhales the smoke filled with poison, it’ll be strange if she isn’t poisoned.”

“Let the fire burn brighter, and we’ll find an opportunity to break out.”

Lin Qingluo understood, her mind quickly searching for the best opportunity to escape.

“Alright!”

Little Kingfisher’s heart was full of joy.

Setting fires was its specialty.

As long as it wanted to, it could easily burn down the entire Imperial Palace.

“Miss Lin, the Noble Lord invites you to the Serene Snow Pavilion for a talk.”

Just after Little Kingfisher flew away, Lin Qingluo’s vision suddenly darkened as a black-clothed figure suddenly appeared, blocking her view.

“Noble Lord?”

Lin Qingluo’s eyes dimmed, and she subconsciously glanced at the noisy crowd outside the Mental Cultivation Hall, only to see the Noble Lord looking towards their direction with a smile.

“How do I get to the Serene Snow Pavilion?”

Looking down at the Little Prince, who was shivering like a quail in her arms, covering his mouth, and not daring to cry loudly, her eyes flickered and she immediately made a decision.

Trust the Noble Lord this time.

“Please follow me, Miss.”

Seeing her consent, the black-clothed man breathed a sigh of relief and took the lead on the path.

Outside the Mental Cultivation Hall, the chaos ensued and the fire grew more intense, blurring their vision with smoke and dust.

Lin Qingluo, supporting the Old Master and holding onto the Little Prince, quietly slipped into the noisy crowd, following the black-clothed man towards the Serene Snow Pavilion.

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Serene Snow Pavilion.

Noble Lord arrived later than Lin Qingluo, and the two began their conversation without any pleasantries, getting straight to the point.

“You want me to save the Empress?”

Lin Qingluo’s eyes were cold: “Give me a suitable reason.”

“She’s Xuan’er’s Empress Mother. Isn’t this reason enough to move you?”

Noble Lord’s eyebrows raised, his smile alluring.

“If the Empress dies, those old ministers who believe themselves to be loyal and patriotic will most certainly have the new emperor kill me. Can you bear to let the Little Prince lose his parents’ protection and go from a high-ranking prince to an orphan bullied by everyone?”

“What good does it do for me to save the Empress?”

Lin Qingluo sneered, her words filled with mockery: “Give her another chance to offer me poisoned wine?”

Noble Lord didn’t get angry but laughed instead: “If Miss Lin agrees, I can guarantee that the Empress will forget what just happened in the Mental Cultivation Hall and will no longer pursue you.”

“How can you guarantee that?”

Lin Qingluo’s heart shuddered, and she subconsciously glanced at the teardrop-shaped mole under his eyelid.

“You’re clever and already understand, right?”

Noble Lord raised an eyebrow, exuding endless charm: “Four years ago, in Furong Town, you saw my secret.”