Concubine Ning, one of the emperor's love

Chapter 165: Fighting, Jealous, and Fighting (7)
Lin Xiaojian said: "This is a token of the prince of the Tian family. It was a reward from the emperor after he became a king as an adult. This is for the future Princess Changxiang."

The future Princess Changxiang...

Wen Qi's small face drooped, she pulled the jade pendant out of her arms, and shook her head in annoyance: "This child is really hard-hearted." Throwing the jade pendant on the desk, she said very politely, "A gentleman loves money, so take it for money." There is a way."

"Master, His Royal Highness King Changxiang hasn't gone far, why don't you send me back here?"

Wen Qi thought for a while, took a few more glances, and said, "Send it to the Lord Qiuran of Duke Ji's mansion."

County Lord Qiu Ran?The corner of Lin Xiaojian's mouth twitched: "I'm afraid this is inappropriate."

Although County Lord Qiuran was interested in His Royal Highness King Changxiang, King Changxiang never looked straight at Ji Qiuran once.

Wen Qi was upright and calm: "What's wrong, it's a good thing to be able to form a marriage. Take a step back, even if it doesn't work out, Empress Ji has no children, and it would be a good thing to have more contacts with King Changxiang. Take a step back Speaking of which, the old man will believe that this jade pendant is given away, and he can still stay away from each other? He's so anxious." She clutched her heart, with a resentful expression on her face, "Recently, the heart-eating mother Gu has lost her appetite, and the old man hasn't vomited yet. A few mouthfuls of blood are really heartbreaking."

What a marriage, what a beautiful thing, the separation between Duke Ling and Emperor Yan is the kingly way.

As for Wen Qi, she doesn't like the emperor well.

It was getting dark, and a few lamps were shaking outside the Huagan Hall, and it was the time when the cold wind was blowing.

"When did this Yan's defense become so vulnerable, and the harem actually allowed idlers to enter without permission." Yan Xiangxun shouted in a deep voice, "What should you do?"

Outside the Huagan Hall, a group of guards fell to the ground, sweating coldly: "Wait, wait..."

"Go back."

The word cold and clear, under the candlelight, Qin Mi stood leaning against the door, wearing a gorgeous crimson color, he was wearing such a noble and elegant, three points of alienation, and the eyes reflected in the open fire were seven points of indifference, that He is arrogant and disdainful, with an innate bearing.

Surrender, out of instinct.The imperial guards retreated.

Suddenly, he drew his sword: "Keng!"

With a piercing sound, a sword pierced through the gate of the palace and lay across the retreat route of the Imperial Forest Army.Yan Xiangxun said: "There is no respect for the lord, and the prestige of the Great Yan State is destroyed. The mouse has no pearls and does not recognize its lord and do not obey its responsibilities." Thin lips pursed, stiff and cold, every word was killed, "Punishment!"

In the land of Dayan, the imperial forest and the army of a country, they actually let the hostages of other countries serve as their hostages. How could Xiang Xun, who is as arrogant and arrogant as Yan Xiangxun, bear it? What's more, this is the Huagan Palace, and Wen Qi lives in it...

The guards thumped a few times, and all knelt down: "You are negligent, Your Highness forgives you."

Yan Xiangxun drew his sword and looked at him coldly, life and death were on his mind.

"Why spare your life." Qin Mi slowly raised her eyes, which were chilled by the candlelight. They were strangely beautiful, and said in a cold voice, "Next time, I will dirty my hands."

The backs of the guards were dripping with cold sweat. If there is a next time, if you don't stop, King Changxiang will not stay. If you stop, Master Qin Liu will not stay.

There is only one death left and right...

Yan Xiangxun just sneered coldly: "If you can't stop the offender, then naturally this king won't stay." With his eyes fixed on him, he said, "The concubine sleeps in the palace, the king of Qin respects himself."

Qin Mi looked lazy and closed her eyes: "Empress Concubine Dayan doesn't have such leisure, Wen Qi," eyes slowly squinted, melting the cold light of the candlelight in the winter night, "She is my wife."

Those rumors were not groundless, Yan Xiangxun was a little panicked, his voice was a little stiff, but his words were scorching: "Wen Qi can't afford to mess up the palace."

The tone was full of warnings and precautions, Bei Cang Qin Mi was too deep and unfathomable.

(End of this chapter)