Concubine Ning, one of the emperor's love

Chapter 391

Wen Qi suddenly felt that the matter was serious, she thought carefully, looked at Yan Xiangxun, and said solemnly: "It's okay not to have a concubine."

Only then did Yan Xiangxun's expression soften a little, and then——

Wen Qi answered: "Then I will find some male favourites for you."

"You—" he stammered.

Wen Qi smiled furiously: "I guarantee Mr. Bao will be satisfied."

Yan Xiangxun's face turned green, he opened his mouth, couldn't say a word, stood up abruptly, stared at Wen Qi with slightly closed eyes, the ups and downs of broken shadows were in a mess, he said: "Wen Qi, you clearly Know me..." His voice was like a lump in his throat, and the words were difficult.

Wen Qi nodded, without a hint of a smile in her eyes: "Well, it's because I know it clearly that I can't ignore it."

Opening his mouth, Yan Xiangxun couldn't say a word, his eyes dimmed bit by bit, and he turned around, his figure was bleak, and he was staggering.

Wen Qi looked at the lovesickness knot made of snakes in her hand, perhaps her heart softened, and she gradually eased, she was never a soft-hearted person, but...

"Fool." Wen Qi murmured, smiling bitterly at the little snake in his hand.

There are always some people who just can't bear to let them down, regardless of their love or their hard-heartedness.

Wen Qi looked at the sky, dazzled, and squinted at the north, which was Bei Cang's location, and suddenly, she missed her father very much.Well, the disease of lovesickness doesn't hurt the muscles or bones, it just penetrates into the bone marrow quietly, and then follows like a shadow.

Can the sky in Beicang have such a bright sun?
Wen Qi yelled: "Shame on Hua, call all the painters from Yandu into the palace."

Lin Xiaojian immediately stepped forward and waited respectfully: "Your Majesty, do you want to make a portrait of yourself?"

"Give it to my master." She immediately threw Xiaobai in her hand, and she smiled.

Lin Xiaojian was stunned: "What's the master's intention this time?"

Wen Qi blinked, with an inscrutable expression on his face: "Do you understand Wangmei Zhisi?"

Lin Xiaojian shook his head, not understanding.

Wen Qi laughed: "Xiaohua, it's time for you to find a woman."

Lin Xiaojian bowed his head and didn't want to talk any more. Doesn't the master know how many eunuchs in the palace are waiting to pull him down, the number one official in Yan, he can't afford such a blessing, okay?To let people know that he is a fake eunuch... Lin Xiaojian shuddered and withdrew quickly.

In the early morning of the next day, the painters of Yandu gathered in the Yan Palace to dispatch Empress Yinrong. Even though no one knew, the Empress was in love, so she painted beauties to comfort her heart.

Let's talk about Beicang...

At this time, at Chenshi, it was the early dynasty in the Beicang Palace. Qin Mi was sitting high on the dragon chair, her eyes were looking toward the field, cold, heavy, and bottomless. Lazy and dependent, with an indifferent expression, but so noble and proud that people dare not look directly at him.

Facing down, the palace people shouted: "If there is a book to play, there is no book to retreat."

After a while, Your Highness, civil servants came out, dressed in Tibetan and blue court clothes, embroidered with white cranes, and he was a first-rank minister. He knelt down on both knees, held up the wat board, and said: "The minister of Guanglu Temple has a performance." He raised his head slightly. Carefully inspecting the monarch above the high position, weighed it carefully, and said, "Your Majesty has just ascended the Great Treasure, and the North Cang Dynasty has not been shaken. At this time, the Nanzhao Alliance is attacking from the West. Although there are reinforcements from the Great Yan, it will be difficult to solve the near fire." , it is not appropriate to send troops south.”

The Northern Emperor has only been enthroned for more than a month, and the government has not yet been stabilized. However, the Nanzhao came from the west, and internal and external troubles made the people of Beicang panic.

This unfathomable monarch has no intention of negotiating peace.

After Guanglu Temple Minister, some officials immediately echoed the remonstrance: "Your Majesty, I also think that Master Chen's words are polite, and it is not appropriate to lead the battle in Beicang soon after the change of dynasty."

(End of this chapter)