Concubine Ning, one of the emperor's love

Chapter 30
Then, the carriage entered the Jiuzhang Palace, allowing someone to enter the palace in a grand manner.Prince Jiuzhang was ordered to arrange the funeral of Wen Guogong's mansion. At this time, the palace was wrapped in plains, the plain brocade and white gauze swayed, and the magic lamp flickered on and off. In the sunny sky, there was a chill for no reason.

In a big fire, except for the two surviving grandchildren of the Wen family, all that was left was the unrecognizable corpse on the mourning hall.

Wen Guogong Wen Renfeng...

Wen Qi glanced at the spirit card, sighed inaudibly, turned his eyes, looked at the sarcophagus, lay on the coffin with folded hands, and looked carefully: "Old man." After a pause, she moved closer, "It's a pity to bring it into the coffin , the fat and water don’t flow into the fields of outsiders, good boy, tell me, where is the dragon and tiger order?"

The mourning hall was quiet, and Qing Ling's voice rose and fell.

Even if a dead person cannot speak, naturally, he will not lie.Wen Qi frowned, doubtful, and pointed with plain hand: "Stomach."

If you die without swallowing it, then...

She moved her finger up one point, and she guessed: "Gut" moved her fingertip up again, her brows were deeply furrowed, "It's still—"

"throat."

An extremely pleasant voice, slightly clear and calm, unable to conceal the inadvertent evil charm.

Wen Qi turned a deaf ear to it, staring at the unrecognizable ferocious blackness, his brows loosened: "Mm, throat."

If you die early, it is very possible.

She rubbed her chin, and her fingers reached the throat of the corpse.

"The next inch, three points to the left."

The voice seemed to be blowing from a distance, it was extremely soft, almost bewitching and intoxicating, she moved her finger almost subconsciously, one inch down, three points to the left... and smiled: "Hey, sure." Wen Qi turned her head , very friendly, "Ancestor is Wu Zuo?"

At first glance, under the brilliant winter sun, she is wearing a gorgeous brocade scarlet gown, with ancient jade-inlaid gold laces almost hanging down to the floor, and lush bamboo embroidered on the long hem.

With her eyes fixed, Wen Qi secretly sighed: What a coquettish robe.

"It's not an autopsy, it's just an autopsy."

What a haunting voice.

The green bamboo shook slightly, and half covered the dragon embroidered boots. The man took a step closer, and then another step. With the tip of his nose, Wen Qi smelled an elegant but distracting ambergris, which was clearly inaudible, but As if it was so strong that it was going to intoxicate people, she slowly raised her head, her long eyelashes trembling.

Heart, suddenly a thump!
Wen Qi covered her heart: "Mom!"

The long ink-splashed hair was casually half-up, a few strands fell from the shoulders, reaching to the waist and abdomen, wrapped around the crimson satin, revealing the emerald green embroidered bamboo faintly, under such an extremely bewitching rendering, the face was not lost. Half-coloured, with curved eyebrows, thick black and slender, at the end of the eyes, slightly protruding, adding a touch of coquettishness, porcelain white and lustrous complexion, half not feminine, but it sets off the slanted eyes, as cold as ancient jade, is A black spot that is not stained with impurities, slowly contains peach blossoms.Lips, not like blood, thinly stretched into a rising line, neither happy nor angry, let it be enchanting.

How stunning this face should be to the eyes of the world.

Suddenly, Wen Qi remembered the horoscope rumors about Qin Mi. She was confused for a moment, thinking that it was this person who would lead people to commit crimes. Son pinch some.

She thought, she is not surprised by changes, and she has also seen the big world. The sun is so dazzling, but she can't take her eyes away. She thought carefully: It's only because the people in the world are wonderful, and there is no way they are not souls.

No wonder, he dared to be so gorgeous, flamboyantly scarlet and enchanting, presumably there is no other face in the world that is worthy of this extreme charm.

It doesn't matter if it's a woman, at most it's just a disaster for the emperor's heart, and she was born as a man, with such a face...

After fantasizing for a while, Wen Qi sighed: "Brother, it's not your fault to grow up like this, it's not kind to come out without saying hello when you grow up like this, did your ancestors know?"

There are beauties and sympathies.

She couldn't imagine how an ancestor who dissected the corpse could have such a calamity.

Lips red like blood, the man said lightly: "Death."

Wen Qi was frightened, his teeth trembled, his voice was still so captivating, it sounded so messy, how could it be so creepy, it didn't have the slightest bit of chill, it was enough to pierce the bones.

This man has a deadly face, but she is sure, and his heart is even more deadly.

She didn't dare to pinch the beauty, so she pinched herself, and the soul that had been hooked returned to its place, and with a smile on her face, she said: "My ancestors are also dead, and they are also people who have fallen into the world. Look at my dear brother, you are kind, we How about making a deal?" Smiling innocently, they discussed, "The corpse is mine, and the funeral objects are yours, how about it?"

It's a pity, Qingben is a beauty, but Naihe is also a thief, so it must be necessary to share the spoils. Although she loves beauties, her favorite thing is money, Wen Qi is rare and generous.

In no mood……

"The corpse belongs to me, the burial object," the long eyelashes lifted, and the corners of his eyes only raised a faint arc, but he was so seductive and calm, his thin lips opened and closed, full of calm and vividness, and said, "Return I."

Oh, it really is her appearance that seduces people, and she is so fascinated that she is almost possessed by a demon. This beauty, not only has a terrible appearance, but also a terrible temper.

Wen Qi raised her eyebrows, and shook her head: "The contrast between appearance and character is so great, dear brother, you are not kind. If this is the case, then I have no choice but to." The corners of her mouth slanted, and she narrowed her eyes, "Each according to his own ability."

After finishing speaking, she didn't make any detours anymore, kicked out the coffin lid and threw it directly at the man.

(End of this chapter)