deadly mantra

Chapter 422 First Meeting
As soon as they entered the imperial garden, Ji Fanyin and the others saw groups of palace maids, eunuchs, and attendants waiting outside the pavilion.

In the lotus pavilion, Bao Jiaqi is sitting in the right position wearing a phoenix crown. Although her beauty as a girl has faded, the graceful and luxurious look that replaced her has further highlighted her high status. There are still a few traces of her past in the world between her eyebrows. The atmosphere left by the children.

The concubines sitting on both sides of her were all of stunning appearance, and there were also a few official ladies who seemed to have been invited to the palace. The most outstanding one was the young woman on her left. She had light makeup, and although her appearance could not be called a stunning beauty, But what's rare is those eyes that are as soft as water, clean and translucent.

Exactly like her mother's eyes.

Ji Fanyin pondered for a moment. As soon as Concubine Liu died, the queen began to prepare a "new person".

"Doctor Mu, are you here?" Bao Jiaqi waved, with a smile on her face, very amiable: "What are you doing standing so far away? Come on, come closer."

"Public girl Mu Chanyi pays homage to the Queen." Mu Chanyi stood in front of the three of them and knelt down to salute.

Ji Fanyin slowly grasped the hem of her skirt with her little hands, and slowly bent down. Before she could kneel down, she heard Bao Jiaqi shouting in an intimate tone:

"There are so many rules. You don't have to bow. Come on, come on."

Ji Fanyin stood up and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Feng Xiaoyao pretending to do half of the salute.

The two looked at each other and looked away tacitly.

Bao Jiaqi grabbed Mu Chanyi, sat in the pavilion and talked a lot about herself.

Ji Fanyin and Feng Xiaoyao stood outside, let's go. Feng Xiaoyao was worried about Mu Chanyi, so don't leave. Just standing there like this was not something Ji Fanyin could hold on to.

Feng Xiaoyao was in a dilemma when the young eunuch who led the way came over and said respectfully:

"You two, please."

Ji Fanyin nodded slightly, and the moment he turned around to leave, the light in his eyes flickered towards the pavilion, focusing on the side of Mu Chanyi.

Mu Chanyi, who was answering respectfully, nodded slightly and imperceptibly, without looking back at the two of them.

The corners of Ji Fanyin's lips raised slightly, and she lowered her gaze to the distance. Following the little eunuch who led the way, she moved to a small pavilion by the lake in the imperial garden.

Feng Xiaoyao's legs were slightly spread, her waist straight, and she sat like a soldier, looking intently in the direction she came from.

A stick of incense has passed, a quarter of an hour has passed, and half an hour has passed.

Still can't wait for anyone to come.

Feng Xiaoyao's patience was completely exhausted. "I'll go over and take a look."

Hearing the sound, Ji Fanyin, who was playing by the lake, looked back at him and said:

"come over."

"What for?" Feng Xiaoyao frowned. Although he was very unhappy, he still walked over.

Ji Fanyin divided the small flat stone he picked up into half, put it in Feng Xiaoyao's hand, and asked:
"Is it possible to make a fuss?"

Feng Xiaoyao instantly ignited his fighting spirit:

"Bibi?"

Ji Fanyin laughed loudly:
"Okay, the loser will do the dishes tonight."

Feng Xiaoyao laughed and said harshly:

"Afraid of you? If you lose, have you seen that you can wash the clothes I'm wearing today?"

After a pause, he quickly added:
"The dishes need to be washed tonight, too."

Ji Fanyin shook her head funny, looked Feng Xiaoyao up and down, and asked:
"Feng Benben, have you forgotten who paid for your clothes?"

Feng Xiaoyao raised her chin proudly:
"One thing is another thing, just tell me whether you dare to compare."

"Wow~ I'm so scared." Ji Fanyin raised her arm and made a "please" gesture: "Mr. Feng, will you come first?"

Feng Xiaoyao walked to the lake and chose one that was flat and smooth based on her usual experience.

Bending over, squinting.

Ready.

Feng Xiaoyao threw it hard.

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