Concubine Ning, one of the emperor's love

Chapter 108: My Lord's Status Is Worrying (4)
Listen, this is awkward!
Wen Qi cheerfully blew a kiss, and blinked the corners of his eyes: "Be good, wait for me to come back and pamper you."

"Don't go."

The tone can't help but say, those eyes melted with thousands of glazed brilliance are cold, making people addicted and frightened just looking at them.

Wen Qi simply didn't look at him, with a soft tone, playing tricks: "Oh, don't make trouble, wait for me."

After finishing speaking, she stomped her feet, turned her head three times at a step, covered her mouth and smiled and ran away.

Qin Mi's face was cold, the tea that was still steaming in her palm just now became cold suddenly, only she, and he only let her disobey him, ignore him, treat him as a tease in leisure time, and even wave at him whenever he wants. Immediately to go, unlucky, he couldn't bear to give up, just Wen Qi made him more and more helpless.

With a sigh, let her go.

Liang Liu looked at the little master who was walking away, and then at his master's look as if he was lost: "Master, do you want to follow?"

The master must be unwilling and worried, anyone with a discerning eye can see it, but I just heard that the little master is going his own way regardless of his will.

"Go to bed." Qin Mi got up and went to the side hall.

Liang Liu was surprised: "Here?" Is it possible that the master is really waiting for the little master Wen to favor him?His master is letting his little master do whatever he wants more and more, his status...is worrying.

"Father, don't worry."

The tone is very dull, dissatisfied, unwilling, and more of a longing.

When exactly did Grandpa's playfulness turn into caress, and his cold blood turned into tenderness.

Liang Liu thought, then the question of who will dominate whom in the future will become more and more clear.

"Subordinates, go prepare water now."

Qin Mi was still worried, leaning against Wen Qi's bedroom, and told Liang Liu: "You follow."

I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep peacefully if I hear that the little master won't come back.

Liang Liuzun ordered: "Yes, Lord."

"Don't make her trouble, don't let her get hurt, don't let her stay out at night." Qin Mi asked one by one, her expression was a little lost, and she couldn't be at ease.

Liang Liu was in a bit of a dilemma. The first two were easy to deal with. Little Master Wen was not a soft persimmon to be manipulated by others. She burned incense and worshiped Buddha so as not to trouble or hurt others. It was just about not coming home at night...

Liang Liuruo said weakly: "This subordinate understands." He had a plan in his heart, and the worst would be to take the master with him when he heard that the young master didn't return home at night.

"Don't let her touch men." When Qin Mi said this, her tone became much colder.

Liang Liu was embarrassed, and this was going to be difficult: "Your subordinates will do their best." His voice became weaker.

The door of the bedroom that was about to close was opened, and a teacup was thrown out. Liang Liulian jumped a few steps, and immediately changed his words: "This subordinate will do his best and die."

It was only later that I learned that if someone wants to touch a man, some people will die after they die, and it is all bullshit.

He also mentioned Wen Qi of Huagan Palace, just after walking not far away, Nanny Gui caught up with her and held a gorgeous dress: "Miss Seven, the imperial concubine said that it is very cold at night, so be careful."

Splendid Liuxian skirt...

Wen Qi took it thoughtfully, she knew this dress, Wen Huashang entered the palace back then, Emperor Yan used it as a betrothal gift.

What exactly is this invulnerable skirt that Wen Huashang wants to protect?
Wen Qi felt that the cold air tonight was indeed particularly severe, it was so cold that it penetrated people.

The Moon-Watching Pavilion is located in the westernmost part of the Yan Palace, and there are very few people on weekdays. I heard that the top of the Moon-Watching Pavilion is the closest place to the moonlight in the entire Great Swallow.

It's a pity that there is no moonlight tonight. A palace lantern is hung above the west building, and the wind blows swayingly. The figure under the lamp is slanted, and the slender fingers are holding the wine glass.

One person, one shadow, one lamp, one glass of wine, in such a moonless winter night, I feel a little depressed.

"It's boring to drink alone under the moon, how about I have a drink with the prince?"

The man at the other end of the west building suddenly turned around, with the palace lantern on his back, and in the dimness, he saw Wen Qi's face, with a consistent joking smile, his eyes were as bright as the only stars in the sky.

He said: "It's cold at night, it's good to drink a cup to warm up."

After pouring a glass of wine, Wen Qi smelled the aroma of the wine, and only when she got closer did she see clearly that it was indeed Yan Xiaoyu's face, with sharp edges and corners, handsome and handsome, clearly wearing a navy blue robe, which should have been iron-boned, but she actually felt that A bit chivalrous, his eyes wandered, he glanced at Yan Xiaoyu's belly, and his smile deepened.

Wen Qi sat next to him: "I don't know what the lord's invitation is in the middle of the night?" Picking up the wine cup, he took a sip, looked up at the moonlight, and joked, "It's true that the dark clouds are overwhelming and the cold wind is blowing. What a good sign."

Such a night, such a moon-watching pavilion, can something good happen?

Yan Xiaoyu didn't answer, but just cooked the wine by himself, but didn't drink it: "Do you know why this Wangyue Pavilion is so deserted?" Without waiting for Wen Qi to answer, he said, "I heard that Empress Xiaoxian jumped from here .”

It was rumored in the palace that Empress Xiaoxian died of illness... Sure enough, the palace was full of shameful things.

After hearing this, Wen Qi smiled back: "So?" Putting down the wine glass, holding his hand in front of his chest, he touched it calmly, "In the middle of the night, you invited me to mourn the lonely soul of a thousand miles, and the words here are desolate?"

"You shouldn't have come," he said.

The wind blew, and the palace lantern suddenly went out, leaving only a little light, which was the sword light beside Yan Xiaoyu.

Wen Qi drank the wine in the glass in one gulp: "I'm very curious, I want to know what exactly you want to do?"

"kill you."

Two words, but the words are correct, and after finishing speaking, Yan Xiaoyu held the sword and stood up.

Wen Qi was sitting, raised her eyes and smiled, looked at the person's belly, looked carefully, and asked indifferently: "Oh, what is the so-called enmity?"

He didn't make a sound, and there seemed to be a lot of emotion on his handsome brows, gloomy.

Wen Qi flicked his sleeves, stood up: "I seem to remember that I was your savior, are you trying to repay kindness with hatred?"

After a moment of silence, Yan Xiaoyu drew his sword and pointed it directly at Wen Qi's heart.

Wen Qi smiled: "My lord, the abdominal injury healed so quickly."

After finishing speaking, he formed fists with both hands, preemptively struck, and immediately rushed forward, grabbed the tip of the sword, and his eyes sank: "Say, who are you?"

(End of this chapter)