Concubine Ning, one of the emperor's love

Chapter 130 Shrewd and intelligent, Wenqi is the best (6)
Yan Xiaoyu sneered: "Are you underestimating me, or are you overestimating yourself?"

Wen Qi was not in a hurry, and said slowly: "Last night's chaos in Wangyue Pavilion, my lord, since you have been in this muddy water, you have no chance of being alone? Besides trusting me, why? Could it be that you trust those people? A dead man with only loess and bones left?"

Yan Xiaoyu groaned, examining her critically, unable to see the look in her eyes clearly, but seeing her beaming with joy, she spoke tepidly: "It's clever to frame the blame, get rid of me and drag you into the water, my lord. Isn't this 20 royal army just in the bag. No matter how bad it is, I'm alive, I'm afraid I'll be dizzy, but I'm going to find you, the lord, to 'revenge', another fight between snipe and clam. lord Don't forget, this borrowing a knife to kill someone is borrowing your knife, my lord."

Every word and every word, let her tell the truth, to the point, such a meticulous city mansion is really shocking, how did the Wen family give birth to Wen Qi, who is as cunning as a fox.

How Yan Xiaoyu didn't know, but how could he believe this unruly guy who stabs people at any time?

Wen Qi smiled, meeting Yan Xiaoyu's searching eyes: "Your eyes tell me that you are questioning. Don't doubt me. Although I am despicable and shameless, it's just that if I play dirty, I will play openly." .”

She acted recklessly and arrogantly.It's just that often, those who come to Yin openly are more difficult to guard against.

"Who did you offend?"

Even if he is unwilling, Yan Xiaoyu has to admit that he and her have become the same, at least for the time being, they are not enemies.

Wen Qi wrestled his hands and counted, waved his hand, and didn't care much: "That's too much, count it, the people in this palace who want me to die can probably go around the south gate." Turning around, she was a little less playful and joking, looking at Yan Xiaoyu, "It's just that I want to die, and I also miss the 20 imperial forest soldiers in your hands, you can count them on one hand."

Wen Qi's words hit the nail on the head.

The people who can be counted on one hand... Yan Xiaoyu calculated one by one, raised his eyes, and asked Wen Qi: "What do you want to know?"

"That person wants to frame you. A shoddy and counterfeit guy is enough to make you wading through the muddy water, and he will never let you step in at the door. How did you get into the Wangyue Pavilion?"

In terms of intelligence and shrewdness, Wen Qi is undoubtedly the best.

Yan Xiaoyu pondered for a moment, then said, "Concubine Hua Gui."

At the end of the sentence, someone outside the hall shouted in a panic: "Master, something happened to Huagan Hall."

Wen Qi saw that it was Lin Xiaojian: "What's the matter?"

Lin Xiaojian said with a heavy face, "The imperial concubine is dead."

Wen Qi tipped the teacup in her hand and spilled it on the floor. She was in a daze, her eyes were astonishingly disordered, she was silent for a long time, her lips were pursed until they turned white, her fingertips were clenched tightly, and blue veins were faintly visible.

Yan Xiaoyu stared at Wen Qi thoughtfully.

"Master." Lin Xiaojian called softly.

Wen Qi got up slowly, her burning eyes met Yan Xiaoyu's eyes: "You are in charge of the 20 Imperial Forest Army of Yan Palace. Last night, there was a chaos in Wangyue Pavilion. The 20 Imperial Forest Army didn't notice the shock. Thousands of assassins come and go freely under your nose," she paused slightly, her words clanging like iron, with the momentum to directly hit people's hearts, "there is only one person."

In the entire Great Yan, the 20 Imperial Forest Army only listened to the orders of two people, one was Yan Xiaoyu, and the other...

Yan Xiaoyu said in a deep voice, "It's not him."

Wen Qi sneered coldly: "Why deceive yourself and others." Her voice sank, and she was aggressive, "Yan Xiaoyu, polish your eyes and see clearly, what kind of thing is that ninety-five-year-old statue that you work so hard to guard?"

She is too smart, she casually exposes this darkness and filth without leaving room for anyone to even refute.

The ninth-five-year-old is the king of his king and the father of his Yan Xiaoyu, and he can't resist the cold fact that the king is a trouble for all his ministers, and the most powerful is the most important.

Yan Xiaoyu responded coldly: "What's your intention? Why did you tell me this?"

Wen Qi shrugged nonchalantly: "I said, it's just a deal, Yan Xiaoyu, this time you owe me one, I remember, you have to pay it back when you come out to hang out, besides, an enemy's enemy is a friend. There is nothing good about people but making friends.”

Sure enough, as she herself said, when she plays dirty, she will play openly.This time, after all, he owed him once, and it would be clear to him in the future that he would be making money with interest, so how could Wen Qi suffer a loss.

Yan Xiaoyu stopped talking, Wen Qi turned around, and said: "Shame on flowers, go back to Huagan Hall, and put on sackcloth and filial piety for me."

This battle, the drums are beating, is about to begin.

(End of this chapter)