Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 216 You Are Not Afraid Of Me Die In His Hands
The copper bells hanging in the corners of the attic swayed in the cold snow and wind, making crisp and melodious bells.

In the mysterious attic on the fifth floor of Geyanfang, it is as elegant and quiet as a paradise.

Yinyin white clouds are floating, and there is a small wooden house on the clouds. The two sides of the wooden house are surrounded by green giant vines, and there are beautiful flowers blooming on the vines. Two white birds are standing on the vine branches, and the pink eyes are very dynamic. .

But at this time, I saw a woman wearing a water purple red corset dress, swaying a graceful figure, moving Bu Lian and slowly approaching the cabin.

An exquisite and enchanting face, dotted with a little red fire pattern between the eyebrows, making the woman's fair face even more enchanting.

A pair of purple eyes glowed with charming and charming fluorescence. The long purple hair was tied into a bun, and the bright red Bianhua swore was worn in the middle of the hair. There was a golden walking stick inserted in the right side of the hair, swaying and swinging with the woman's steps.

The long lavender silk silk is held on Ou Bai's wrist, and the hem of the skirt is dragged on the white cloud ground. The woman who suddenly appeared here is like a fairy walking on the cloud, dreaming endlessly.

Following the woman's approach, the two white birds standing on the vine branch called out twice.

In an instant, candles were lit in the dark cabin, and the cabin was surrounded by orange light, and an elegant black shadow was reflected on the wooden door of the cabin made of paper.

The people in the wooden house seemed to light the incense burners at the same time, and the rising shadows of the wisps of light smoke were also exceptionally bright reflections on the wooden door.

At this time, the woman in the purple-red dress saluted the person who did not show up in the wooden house, her eyes concealed a touch of incomprehensible emotion, and slowly said in a charming and charming voice like Ying's cry, "Chenxi has seen the owner of the workshop. , I don’t know if there is something important about Fangzhu recruiting Chenxi today?”

Following Ying Chenxi's words, an upbeat and gentle voice came to Ying Chenxi's ears, "I don't sing Yanfang anymore these days, can something happen?"

Looking at the figure in the wooden house, Ying Chenxi said respectfully, "Back to the master, over two months ago, Mr. Fan sent someone to deliver the elixir, saying that it was to be handed over to the master. Other things are as usual."

After finishing speaking, Ying Chenxi took out the elixir sent by Fan Qingtian from the Nawu space.

In the past three months, she didn't know where Yan Dongqing had gone, so Ying Chenxi had to wait for Yan Dongqing's personal summons before handing over the things Fan Qingtian sent to Yan Dongqing.

After hearing Ying Chenxi's words, the figure in the wooden house raised his hand slightly, and the wooden door opened to both sides, revealing the figure inside.

He was dressed in a brown and black robe, with a gentle, elegant and handsome face with a proper smile, and his eyebrows were cut like ink paintings and slanted like temples.

On his head is a crown of the same color as the clothes, and the silver and black hat strings at both ends of the crown are intertwined with the long brown hair hanging on his chest.

The whole body is full of the charm of a simple scholar, and the two characters of elegance are vividly expressed, which makes people unable to extricate themselves.

Seeing the figure appearing in front of her eyes, Ying Chenxi's watery eyes lightened slightly, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Sitting in front of a short table, Yan Dongqing was holding an exquisite incense burner the size of a palm. Wisps of smoke emanated from the incense burner, and the wooden house was filled with a faint and pleasant smell of incense.

Looking up at Ying Chenxi standing outside the door, a gleam flashed in Yan Dongqing's brown eyes, he put down the incense burner in his hand, and said calmly, "Come in and sit down."

With a slight nod, Ying Chenxi moved Bu Lian into the cabin, sat down in front of Yan Dongqing, and put the pill bottle in his hand on the table.

Looking at the pill bottle, Yan Dongqing thought that Fan Qingtian disappeared after seeing the owner of the Qianji Pavilion that day.

His mind fell into a moment of contemplation, and then Yan Dongqing took the pill bottle in his hand and opened it to look.

The round medicinal fragrance releases an exhilarating potency. This is indeed a ground-level pill. It seems that this is the Fengtian pill that Fan Qingtian and Qianji Pavilion exchanged for the pill furnace.

Putting the pill back into the Nawu space, Yan Dongqing immediately looked at Ying Chenxi, and said with a gentle smile, "I'm sorry for you."

"Chenxi is willing to do something for the owner of the workshop." Ying Chenxi said with a smile in Jiaorao's voice that made her heart tingle.

With a slight nod, Yan Dongqing poured Ying Chenxi a glass of wine and asked, "What did the person who brought the pill say? Did you find out Fan Qing's identity?"

She had already expected that Yan Dongqing would ask this question, and Ying Chenxi asked everything when she sent the pill with her sword.

"Fan Qing is the king of Mu Kingdom, Fan Qingtian." After a pause, Ying Chenxi smiled and said again, "Chenxi didn't expect that the rumored tyrant was so different."

Hearing Ying Chenxi mention Fan Qingtian's identity, Yan Dongqing was obviously a little surprised, raised his eyebrows slightly and fell into thought.

Waiting quietly for Yan Dongqing's next words, Ying Chenxi took a sip of the wine Yan Dongqing poured for herself.

After a while, Yan Dongqing raised his eyes to look at Ying Chenxi, and there was a hint of conspiracy hidden in his deep eyes, "Chenxi, Fan Qingtian has ordered that all people in the Mu Kingdom, regardless of gender, age or age, can take the imperial examination. I want you to come Fan Qingtian's side help me to pay attention to Fan Qingtian's movements."

That day, Fan Qingtian asked about the whereabouts of Shuli Sword and then went to meet the owner of Qianji Pavilion, thinking that Fan Qingtian would definitely ask about the whereabouts of Shuli Sword.

Originally, Yan Dongqing wanted to use Fan Qingtian to find out the whereabouts of Shuli Sword, but after seeing Li Mie, Fan Qingtian didn't come back to look for him, and Yan Dongqing was dealing with things in Qianji Pavilion these days I don't have time to find Fan Qingtian.

Now that there is such an opportunity, if Yan Dongqing lets Ying Chenxi work as an undercover agent beside Fan Qingtian, as long as Fan Qingtian has news of the Shuli Sword, Ying Chenxi can get the Shuli Sword from Fan Qingtian This is much safer than Yan Dongqing finding out the whereabouts of Shuli Jian from Li Mie's body.

With a slight wink, the corner of Ying Chenxi's mouth raised a slight arc, and asked, "Master Fang wants Chenxi to take the imperial examination and stay by Fan Qingtian's side?"

"Well, what's the problem?" Yan Dongqing asked with a slightly indifferent voice.

With a faint smile still on his face, Ying Chenxi shook his head slightly and said, "No problem, but Fan Qingtian is not easy to fool. The pavilion master is not afraid that if Chenxi is discovered by Fan Qingtian, he will be buried in Fan Qingtian. hands?"

Stretching out her hand to lift Ying Chenxi's chin, Yan Dongqing smiled, but the smile in her eyes didn't reach the depths, and said softly in a hoarse voice, "Will Chenxi disappoint me?"

(End of this chapter)