Concubine Ning, one of the emperor's love

Chapter 11

Yan Xiangxun's thin lips were one, and he said one word concisely: "Get lost."

Afterwards, there was a louder scream, which scared Ye Luan in the viewing forest away, presumably the faces were too horrible to look at.

This night, it was really uneasy, the bees in the viewing forest hadn't cleared up, and the imperial dining room started to make noise again.

"Hurry up, the emperor wakes up and it's time to deliver the meal."

A group of uterine talents had just stepped into the threshold of the imperial dining room, and they were stunned immediately.

Outside the hall, a shrill voice urged: "What are you doing, don't hurry up."

The leading eunuch in green had a bitter face, almost crying: "Eunuch Jin, this, this—"

"What—"

The male duck's voice stopped abruptly, and Eunuch Jin was dumbfounded before he lifted one foot in. There was a loud noise, and he fell to the ground. The banana peel that had slid several steps away rolled onto a glutinous rice ball. A few pieces of royal apricot cake, left a few incomplete tooth marks...

For a moment, the imperial dining room screamed.

"There are assassins!"

An exclamation came from the imperial dining room to the Taiye Pond one mile away.

"Come on, catch the assassin."

Under the Taiye Pond, the water mist is misty, the moonlight envelops the light smoke, and the little man's face is smudged like clouds. He is lying on the eaves, with his legs up and down, and a porcelain jade wine cup in one hand. , Twist a piece of crystal bun with one hand, so leisurely, I heard exclamation from under the house, a carp stiffened, and the phoenix eyes rolled: "Assassin?" He swallowed the crystal bag in one gulp, curled his lips, "Stupid."

As soon as the ending sound fell, there was a clear sound: "Boom!"

Wen Qi flipped and stood still, listening to all directions: "Which grandson?!"

"Hiss."

Borrowing the moonlight, Wen Qi's eyes slipped away, and he looked towards the other side of the eaves. The porcelain cup was overturned, and in the crystal jade dew, there was a small snake, slender and white without any variegation, shining like jade, Only a pair of blood-like rosy eyes were embedded, which made the porcelain cup lose some of its color.

Yo, this little bastard is so handsome.

"noob?"

Wen Qi casually threw a crystal bag over, and smashed it impartially into the porcelain cup, splashing a few drops of crystal jade dew.

"Hiss."

The little thing spat out the letter, the color was as red as the eyes, and it shook its head and tail, so complacent, that's all, it lowered its head and licked the jade dew.

Damn it, it's in your mouth, she came here by chance, and she hasn't licked it yet, Wen Qi crossed her arms and said, "Can I just take advantage of me?"

The little beast flicked its tail, and the porcelain cup was shattered.

"Yo, this virtue is the same as your master." Wen Qi shrugged and said with a smile, "I really owe you."

After finishing speaking, he rolled on the ground, the tiles flew around, Wen Qi tied up, stretched out his hand, forming claws, as fast as a gust of wind, the white snake spat out a message, jumped up, chased after Wen Qi's finger and bit it off.

Oh, this beast is aggressive.

Wen Qi withdrew his hand, pulled out the hairpin from his hair, and nailed it fiercely, the little white snake jumped up and fled, Wen Qi took advantage of the situation and kicked down, stepped on his tail, and then shot, so fast that he couldn't see the movement, with one shot, he strangled his throat , with a backhand swing, the little white snake fell into the tiles, turning its white belly out.

Soft without bones!

Wen Qi clapped his hands, stepped on the tail of the snake, leaned over, and pinched three inches of the snake's body: "Remember, your master has to detour when he sees me, you learn."

The little white snake's blood-red eyeballs rolled up, limp, let the arrogant little man pull its head, turn around its tail, wrap around its body three times, and finally tied it in a knot.

Wen Qi grinned, extremely shameless: "Don't struggle, this bow is so beautiful."

Leaving aside whether there is any beauty explosion, Lord Little White Snake is about to explode and die.

It was already three o'clock in the night, and the moonlight was hazy, covering a desolate courtyard outside Yandu City. The faint brilliance leaked through the window, and the desolation faded away. It turned out to be another scene. The dark color matches the gilded and carved screen, and the white jade porcelain vases placed everywhere are filled with a little water, and a delicate winter plum is inserted, half-closed, and the light fragrance of flowers lingers in the purple-red bronze. Jade sandalwood, extremely strong, but blended just right into a kind of ascetic temptation.

Luxurious, simple, but flamboyant, even ghostly, one can't help but wonder what kind of person is so unpredictable.

The sound of ding-dong water came from behind the screen, the veil was rolled up by the wind, and the veil was engraved, the plain white of the screen leaked from the bright crimson tassels, and the dim candlelight illuminated the outline of the painting, so exquisite and beautiful that it seemed to be painted, Suddenly, a man's voice came from the sound of clearing water, saying only two words: "Change the water."

It's cold, charming, and evil, and I can't tell the content of this voice.

Afterwards, only the sound of water surrounded, and a faint mist diffused from behind the screen, gradually blurring around the face in the screen painting.

Well, it's a beautiful boy playing in the water, and he wants to cover it up.

In front of the outer door of the pavilion, there stood two men, both dressed in black, their appearance was extremely unremarkable, but it was hard to forget.

The slightly calmer man looked at the water that had just been changed, and asked the person beside him: "Qi San, what do you think you touched, and how many times have you washed it?"

The man named Qi San also stared at the water, murmured slightly, and suppressed his voice: "I washed it six times, if it was a man, it would be five times at most." Rubbing his chin, Qi San asserted, "Yes, I touched a woman. Turning his head, he asked, "Cheng Da, where have you been before?"

Qi San has always been careful and knows his master's preferences and habits like the palm of his hand. His master's degree of cleanliness is related to gender. Well, of course, the frequency of washing is related to the touching parts.

Cheng Da scratched his head: "I went to the palace at sunset, and I have been soaking in the water since then. To this extent," Cheng Da was very curious, and covered his mouth, "What do you think the master touched?"

At this time, the man's unchanging charming voice came from the room again, and it was still two words: "Change the water."

Change again? !
Qi San held his chin: "Seven times, touched..." He slapped his forehead, "It's incredible."

I still remember that in Beicang, my master only washed the neck of the master in the harem six times, and it was more than seven times. It must be below the neck...or, below?
As soon as Cheng Da thought about it, he immediately got bloody, and was about to discuss it again, when he was disturbed by a hurried voice: "Cheng Da, Qi San."

(End of this chapter)