The imperial concubine, she murdered with beauty

Chapter 71 Touching his head

Jiang Feixue can't see other people being favored, and I'm afraid she will not see her cousin being favored.

She was jealous of anyone who was favored by the emperor, and if this person was Ye Wanwan, she would be even more resentful.

Ye Wanwan once focused on Zhao Yi and suppressed everyone, including Jiang Feixue. She always felt that Jiang Feixue was here to replace her, and regarded Jiang Feixue as an enemy, but did not really study Jiang Feixue's character.

This time, Jiang Feixue has seen it through. Jiang Feixue's heart is filled with the glory and wealth in this palace, ambition, and no love. No matter whether she treats her well or not, Jiang Feixue will become her opponent. You die and I die.

That's fine, but if you really have feelings, it's just annoying.
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Ye Wanwan undressed, changed her clothes and rested. She was in a bad mood. She drove everyone who was waiting outside, and the entire dormitory became quiet.

The lights were dim, and the night was dark.

The maid of the vigil stayed, and the others went to the huts next to each other to rest.

After tossing for a day, everyone was so tired that they fell asleep on the bed.

Listening to the sound of sleeping breathing in the room, someone groped to get up, opened the door quietly and walked out.

The palace where the imperial concubine lived was next to the main hall of Emperor Yang, with only two corridors in the middle.

After getting the figure, he cautiously walked towards the corridor, seeing that he was about to walk to Emperor Yang's bedroom, and was suddenly pulled over by someone covering his mouth.

"Well!"

"Touch." The man was slammed against the wall, and before he could react, a dagger lay in front of him.

"Where are you going?"

The person on the ground was Mu Xiang, the maid next to the imperial concubine. She raised her head and looked at her face as cold as Yan Shen, and her body trembled: "No, I just walk around."

"That's where the emperor lives, don't you know?" Yan Chen's cold voice clearly did not believe her at all.

Mu Xiang's face was pale, and she had no way of quibbling, and Yan Chen didn't want to hear it.

"Say, who are you from?"

Asked, but did not give her a chance to answer, because the knife directly plunged into her arm, and a piece of cloth directly blocked her mouth, so she couldn't even let out a scream.

Mu Xiang was trembling with pain, but Yan Chen didn't intend to let her go, and raised her hand and slashed again.

Mu Xiang's eyes widened in pain, and tears flowed wildly.

"Uuuu." Why is this man so cruel, is he a devil?
Yan Chen slowly pulled out the knife. When he moved it, it was extremely fast, which made people unable to react at all, but when he pulled it out, it was very slow, as if the knife was too dull, and it was chopping at the flesh like a saw.

Just one action made Mu Xiang deeply feel his cruelty.

However, this is not the end, Yan Chen slowly raised it again: "What do you think now?"

Mu Xiang was trembling in pain, and the whole person was shaking, not entirely because of the pain, but also because of fear.

She was so frightened at the moment that she didn't dare to hide it, and said everything, but it was just an eyeliner.

Yan Chen let her go: "Nothing happened tonight, understand?"

Mu Xiang nodded again and again, and said with a trembling voice: "This servant understands. If you understand, you will not talk nonsense."

Yan Chen let her go, Mu Xiang wanted to get up, but her body became weak and fell down, she looked up in a panic, and through the light opposite, she saw the tip of the knife hanging down from Yan Chen's hand, with blood dripping on it. Blood, as if you can still feel the pain of the knife stabbing into the body.

The next moment Yan Chen turned and left, not taking her seriously at all, but Mu Xiang couldn't raise any resistance or hatred at the moment, she was so scared that she wanted to flee back, and never wanted to see Yan Chen again.

Yan Chen came out from that corner and looked at the hem of his clothes by the light in the corridor, and saw no blood.

Slowly, he wiped the dagger with a handkerchief and put it away, and then walked towards the imperial concubine's bedroom. Tonight he will be vigil outside the palace.

I never thought, just walking over, I saw the noble concubine standing there at the corner.

She was still wearing pajamas, with a cape outside. She didn't bring anyone behind her, and she didn't know how long she had been here. The position she was standing was exactly where Mu Xiang left, but she couldn't see the foot of the wall.

Yan Chen wasn't sure how much she saw, so she paused and walked over: "Mother, it's cold at night."

Ye Wanwan didn't care whether it was cool or not, she just sighed, "It's Muxiang."

Obviously she saw Mu Xiang leave, or she came out on purpose to see if anyone couldn't sit still.

The imperial concubine was kissed by Emperor Yang, but she washed her face as soon as she came back, as if she had encountered something dirty. If this news reached Emperor Yang, Ye Wanwan would be doomed, and those who wanted to harm her would not let it go. After such a good opportunity, the eyeliner of those people will naturally not miss such a good opportunity for meritorious service.

The people who took great pains to arrange to be by her side were so unbearable.

But this person was Mu Xiang, which was beyond Ye Wanwan's expectations. Mu Xiang was the son of the Lin family, and Aunt Lin taught her personally. She should have been loyal to Ye Wanwan, and could even become a confidant.

It turned out that even if one came out of the house, they could not tell the difference when they entered the palace.

"Who is she from?"

"emperor."

It turned out to be Zhao Yi, indeed, it is a better choice to be loyal to the emperor.

Is it uncomfortable to be betrayed by someone?It's not uncomfortable, and I didn't expect much anyway. I'm just a slave, but I'm just a little emotional. Once again, I can see the danger of this harem and the people around me.

Recovering her thoughts, Ye Wanwan noticed that Yan Chen was standing very close, and what she saw in front of him was his chest: "Have you grown taller recently?"

Does she remember that he is not that tall?Why do you have to look up to see him now?

Yan Chen got down on one knee and looked up at her.

She didn't say anything about this action, but she seemed to feel loyal and ingratiating, which made her feel unspeakable, but not annoying.

And at this height, Ye Wanwan stretched out her hand and touched his head without knowing why.

I only reacted after I had touched it. Why is this action so like petting a dog?

"Feel sorry."

Ye Wanwan said dryly, a little embarrassed.

He touched it unconsciously, as if it was a little rude. Someone had obviously finished the time when he used his fan against his chin to tease him.

Ye Wanwan stiffly tried to withdraw her hand, but was grabbed by Yan Chen and placed firmly on his head.

Looking up at her, his eyes were burning: "The slave is the empress's person, but according to the empress's instructions."

After he finished speaking, he added: "Anything is fine, including murder."

With that firm and cold expression and voice, there was no doubt that he was lying.

Ye Wanwan's hands subconsciously retracted, she could feel that she was grabbing Yan Chen's hair, but he didn't respond at all and looked at her persistently.

Killing someone for her was an extremely attractive condition, which made her a little moved.

Although Ye Wanwan wanted to kill a lot of people now, she didn't have the impulse to kill them.

"I remember it."

Withdrew his hand: "It's late at night, rest."

(End of this chapter)