Concubine Ning, one of the emperor's love

Chapter 210
Cheng Dao: "My lord, I invite you from Yilan Palace."

Qin Mi wiped Wen Qi's hands carelessly: "Wait."

Yilan Palace?Wen Qi straightened up, still biting a glutinous rice dumpling in his mouth, his voice was also like that glutinous rice dumpling, fragrant and soft: "Concubine Hui?"

Isn't it the eldest princess Huigong of Beicang, our aunt Mi Ye.Wen Qi dropped a glutinous rice dumpling in his mouth, thinking about what the aunt and nephew were going to do.

"Wen Qi."

Wen Qi continued to stuff glutinous rice buns into his mouth, this thing is soft and very good.

Qin Mi took the plate in her hand: "If you eat too much of this, you will accumulate food." Pushing over the soup, "Drink some soup."

Wen Qi glanced at it, it was dark, it was said to be a herbal diet for nourishing yin and nourishing blood, Wen Qi rubbed her abdomen, suddenly felt a little dysmenorrhea.

Well, that women's classic must be hidden later.

Wen Qi smiled and said, "Little one obeys." He picked up the spoon, took a spoonful, blew and blew, but didn't put it in his mouth, his eyeballs blinked, walked around a few times, raised his eyes, "Master Mi , your aunt is calling you to have breakfast." After speaking, he blew on the decoction honestly.

Only then did Qin Mi get up, and said, "Watch her finish eating."

"Yes, sir."

The Ye family sisters started to have a headache, Wen Qi lowered her head, squinted her eyes and smiled, licked the spoon, her teeth trembled from the pain, and then she shook it back into the bowl.

Qin Mi leaned over and rubbed her hair: "Master will be back soon, you stay safe." After thinking for a while, he said, "You are not allowed to go to Huaqing Palace."

Wen Qi paid a military salute, and said in a dignified manner: "Little one obeys."

Qin Mi walked out of the Changle Hall after kissing her lips that were still stained with the fragrance of glutinous rice. Wen Qi looked into her eyes to see the person walking away, threw the spoon away, and began to sigh: "My husband is strict in my family, and my life is good. Bitter." After sighing, she rolled her eyes and smiled, "Ruhua, do you want some?"

Ye Jiu stepped back: "Master, this subordinate has already eaten."

Turning her eyes again, Wen Qi smiled kindly at Ye Shi: "Si Yu—"

Ye Shibi was like a snake and a scorpion: "This subordinate has also eaten."

Wen Qi's smile collapsed: "Don't listen to the master, go out, carry the quilt on your back and run around the Yan Palace three times, and yell a few times along the way," she yelled loudly, "Don't miss it when you pass by, the imperial concubine and empress Rong Qianxi Palace, those who should give gifts should give gifts and those who should give tickets should give tickets."

The corners of the Ye family sisters' mouths twitched: "..." They were stunned for a long time, "Your Majesty." Go back to the room to get the quilt.

This is how many times this month, the masters in the harem are probably struggling, Lin Xiaojian was thinking about it, when a gloomy sentence came from his ear: "Shame flower." Wen Qi took a bowl of medicine, her eyes were eager .

Can the blood-enriching medicine be taken indiscriminately?cannot!

Lin Xiaojian rubbed oil on the soles of his feet: "I'm going to go to every palace to yell."

Wen Qi shook his head, twitched his eyebrows, and said with gloom, "I can't be friends happily anymore." The next second, the gloom faded away, and she smiled brightly, "Hey, steamed buns, my sister's caring little padded jacket."

A thoughtful little padded jacket... Lin Xiaojian who just ran to the door shook his goosebumps, and said, "Greetings to Mr. Mu Yan."

Mu Yan's jade-like delicate face was expressionless, and he was carrying a big bundle in his hand, which was wrapped in bright yellow silk.

Wen Qi warmly entertained over there: "Come, come, come and sit next to sister, you didn't have breakfast, it just so happens, sister left it for you."

This evildoer has begun to torment people again.Lin Xiaojian hid his face, shrank in the corner of the door, and couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Mu Yan didn't even look at the soup, and said with a handsome face, "I don't like it."

(End of this chapter)