Concubine Ning, one of the emperor's love

Chapter 156 Jiang Shan is hiring Wanli Hongzhuang (7)
Concubine Yuan sighed softly, put away her memories, and was full of worry: "She still became your father's imperial concubine."

"So what, after a hundred years, Emperor Father—"

Concubine Yuan shouted angrily: "Shut up!"

Yan Xiangxun's cold eyes were not soft.

The imperial concubine Yuan was stern and soft: "If you are so rebellious, even if you can bear the crime of unfilial piety, you can't afford the great crime of treason."

"Mother and Concubine." He sneered suddenly, his double pupils were covered with dark ink, and said, "Dayan said that King Changxiang was arrogant and unruly to run rampant in Yan Palace, how could he not bear it."

Concubine Yuan shook her body, speechless.

Wen Qi, not only good at attacking, but also attacking the heart.

In the past few days, because of the two imperial edicts, one for mourning and one for joy, there has been a lot of trouble in Yandu. The whole world is celebrating, and everyone in Yanjing is wearing red brocade belts.

Dudu, Yandu Beicang Zhizi Mansion, the family is bleak.

"Master, the son is here."

Inside the soft bed, Qin Mi Wei Zeng raised his eyes, holding the fox fur with his eyes sullen.

Qi San led the man in white clothes in, the man was gentle and elegant, brushed his robe and sat down, glanced at the teacup on the desk, said with a smile: "Little San, cook a pot of pear blossoms and get drunk."

Qi Sanjiong, it's been so many years, and it still can't be changed. It's okay for the master to call him Cheng Sanliang and Da Qiliu every now and then.

The man in white frowned, sullenly: "There are still a lot left from last time."

"Master sent it to the Huagan Hall." Qi San said it quite naturally, such things happened recently.

Speaking of pear blossom drunk, the corner of the man's eyes opened: "I remember there are six pots."

"I heard that the master poured five pots for Chi Ye."

Hearing this, the man's delicate and clear eyes widened several times, and he was heartbroken: "It's a waste of nothing." His eyes turned and he shouted angrily, "Qin Mi, you are so partial, last time I asked you for a pot, you didn't even think about it." Give."

In the soft bed, Qin Mi raised her eyelids slightly, with a lazy expression, and asked coldly, "She is the master's woman, are you?"

The man's handsome face was stained crimson, his mouth was open and he forgot to close it.

Qi San smiled and shook his head, went out of the room and closed the door, thinking that if he had this look on his face, how could Zuoxiang Dayan rule the world with his eloquence.

This man in white is none other than Qian Chanyue.

"My lord didn't invite you to drink." Qin Mi's eyes were a little alienated and a little indifferent, and the rest was all about innate nobility.

Qian Chanyue poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and frowned. He didn't feel like drinking at all, and said with a sullen expression, "At noon today, Uncle Guo hosted a banquet for the ministers of the court at Duke Ji's mansion, and even Duke Su was there Lie, on the grounds that the bones of Empress Dowager Su are not yet cold, we will discuss and depose Concubine Rong, and a letter signed by all officials will be sent to the Jinluan Hall at the latest, and Concubine Rong's conferment ceremony may come to an end."

The whereabouts of the dragon and tiger order were unknown for a day, and this Wen Qi stood at the forefront of the storm all day, and the fourth concubine was appointed to stir up trouble.

Qin Mi narrowed her eyes, and said coldly, "How many people went to Duke Ji's mansion?"

"Nearly half of them." Qian Chanyue put down her cup, "There are quite a few courtiers from Su Ji's family alone in the court, so naturally they follow suit."

Qin Mi frowned slightly, and the shadow under her long eyelashes deepened and deepened. After a long time of contemplation, she lifted her thin lips: "If you can't seal your mouth," the corners of your eyes slightly raised, with a coldness that was almost demonic, "Kill your mouth."

Silence... Nearly half of Dayan's courtiers, the confidantes of Su Ji's family, the two words that came easily from Qin Mi's lips, what kind of bloody storm should it be.

Qian Chanyue smiled but said: "Three years of layout, do you want to destroy it once?" He spent three years drawing the bottom of the Great Yan Dynasty Hall, and now, only once, he wants to overthrow the nest for a woman who will enter the Yan Palace .

(End of this chapter)