Emperor Leng's favorite belly black mad concubine

Chapter 72 His Belly Black [3]

"I don't know what they are going to do. Also, the monarch posted a notice of Zhushenbi."

Huang Junye didn't care about Zhushenbi at all, "Tell me where those people are hiding, and you don't have to worry about the rest."

Some people always want to jump around on his territory.

There was a sneer in his eyes...

After discussing with Uncle Yan for a while, Uncle Yan suddenly remembered, "My lord, it's getting dark now, tonight, you should stay at the Huanxing Pavilion."

I can't go back to the palace, tomorrow the emperor will come to the empty city to plan.

Then you can only stay in the Huanxing Pavilion.

A few years ago, Huanxing Pavilion had prepared an extremely luxurious and comfortable room for him. At that time, it was going to be built on a large scale, but Huang Junye didn't like to waste money, so he let people do it as easily as possible, and it didn't waste much money. and manpower.

"no need."

"Then the emperor can't sleep here these days, right?" Uncle Yan looked left and right, this place is for office use, there is no place to sleep except this chair.

Huang Junye leaned on the soft chair, and said in a low voice: "Yes, where should I go in the past few days?"

Suddenly, a person appeared in his mind, with a cold face, arrogant aura, and unyielding personality. There was a gleam of light in his eyes, Ye Xiyue...

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The breeze is blowing, and the stars are shining.

At this time, it was already dark, and Ye Xiyue stood in front of the small kitchen, staring at the change of the talisman paper, "It's the third time, and it still doesn't catch fire."

Although she said that she was in a bad mood, she was not upset, and she was very open-minded, "It seems that I really don't have the talent of a talisman master, and I can't refine talismans."

The third time to make a talisman, it failed again!
She stood up and walked towards her room, looking back at the pile of dry firewood in the small kitchen while walking. There was no light, but there was no fire.

She used up all three talisman papers, including the third one. Unlike the previous two times, she also tried them all, but still failed.

It seems that this is really a matter of talent.

Although she made three failed talismans, she was already a little tired at this time, and the consumption of mental power was really too great.

She didn't understand, since she didn't have the talent of a talisman, why did she waste her mental energy to make these three unusable talismans.

Doesn't it mean that if you are not a talisman master, you will not consume mental power when making talismans, because if you are not a talisman master, the talismans you make cannot be used at all. It can be said that the mental power of that person cannot make talismans.

Just after she left, the dry firewood pile in the small kitchen slowly lit up with traces of fire, and the source of the fire was the third fiery talisman...

Back in the room, lying on the bed, she rubbed her sore forehead.

really tired...

Time passed unconsciously, and Ye Xiyue felt that she was about to fall asleep.

"Ah—" A scream pierced the sky of the night and resounded throughout the Ye Mansion.

The dazed Ye Xiyue frowned, opened her eyes, her mind was befuddled, she shook her head, drank a cup of tea, relieved some fatigue, opened the door, and walked out, "What happened?" What's wrong?"

A maid ran over in a panic, "Miss, miss, something is wrong, something is wrong."

"If you have anything to say first, don't panic." She was very calm, seeing the maid so flustered, she asked a few words of comfort.

(End of this chapter)