Concubine Ning, one of the emperor's love

Chapter 522

Empress Zhaoran couldn't calm down her astonishment, her eyes fixed on the woman: "Are you... Wen Qi?"

Wen Qi grinned, revealing a row of snow-white teeth. She lay down lazily, with her tassel hooked up on one foot, then she turned over and jumped off the beam.Behind her, two women followed, one on the left and one on the right to protect her.

Empress Zhaoran was dumbfounded, and even General Chi Du, who was galloping across the battlefield, couldn't help but be stunned. If he didn't have the blood gu in his body with such agility, he would definitely be invincible.

Wen Qi met the astonished eyes of the two, clapped her hands, and approached slowly, with a piece of beautiful tassel wrapped around her hand. She played with it, and her kind eyes fell on Empress Zhaoran's face: "Look at your face, which is a guilty conscience. Like, did you do something like a lightning strike? Tell me, are you telling the truth? Or let me beat you into a trick?"

As soon as she came, she went straight in with a single sword, and she was menacing.

Even the female emperor of a country couldn't bear to turn pale, and suppressed her panic, loudly and intimidatingly: "This is the Nanzhao Imperial Palace, as long as I give an order, I will kill you immediately."

That's right, this is the Nanzhao Imperial Palace, with a fortified wall, but she hasn't come to Wuying yet.

Wen Qi pretended to think for a while, and nodded: "You are right, so what should we do?" She frowned in distress, glanced at the pale old face of Empress Zhaoran, and said slowly, "So naturally I can't give you a chance to give an order."

After saying a word, the tassel that she was playing with in her hand suddenly flew out, Empress Zhaoran was shocked suddenly, a flower in front of her eyes caused the tassel to wrap around her neck, then a gravity pulled, and she fell violently, her throat was strangled, and a Clasping her hands tightly, she saw Wen Qi's black clothes flickering past. Immediately, Empress Zhao Ran couldn't move, she raised her head: "You—"

Just as she was about to struggle, her throat was suddenly blocked by a sharp weapon. The sharp blade cut through the flesh in an instant, and the tassels were stained red.

"Your Majesty!" General Chidu exclaimed, and immediately stepped forward with his sword drawn.

Ye Jiu and Ye Shi also faced each other with swords, their faces full of murderous aura.

Wen Qi didn't have much patience: "Don't yell, don't touch your hands, just be honest, if someone accidentally cuts your throat, it will be difficult." As he said, the fingers holding the dagger were on Empress Zhaoran's face. She pinched her neck, she giggled and said naughty, "Not to mention, your half-aged mistress has smooth and tender skin, it's really easy to use a knife."

Empress Zhaoran's breath was stagnant, and she wanted to raise her hand——

"I said don't touch your hands. I hate those witches and insects in Nanzhao the most. If you dare to release them to dirty my eyes, be careful that you will end up now." She clasped her fingers tightly, and the knife against her throat suddenly One point into the skin and flesh.

General Chi Du exclaimed, not daring to move any more. This woman can do whatever she wants, fearing that there is nothing she dares to do, so she can only follow along: "What do you want?"

Wen Qi moved her fingers holding the dagger, thinking seriously: "Well, let me think about it." She thought for a while, looked at Empress Zhaoran, and said decisively, "You still have the strength to move, let's move again." Better to shed some blood."

After all, with a snap of her finger, the blade pierced into the flesh, and three more points. Immediately, the blood flowed continuously. When Wen Qi's hand was touched, she immediately disliked it. Every movement of the knife only breaks the flesh and hurts the bone marrow, but it is not fatal.

"Er...er..." Empress Zhaoran's face was as white as paper, her eyes were closed, she was unable to speak, her face was full of fear.

General Chi Du's eyes turned red anxiously, "What on earth do you want? Even if you kill His Majesty, you won't survive."

Wen Qi had an innocent face: "Who said I was going to kill her? Did you see that?" Her eyes turned cold, and she tightly clasped Empress Zhaoran's neck, "Dare to plot against my man, it's just a little interest, I'll pay you for it." Make a note of it, think about it, and after the fall, I will find you to settle the matter slowly. Now take me to Wu Tingya, if you dare to play tricks with my old lady, believe me, I will definitely make you die of pain."

This woman is extremely capable and has no routines, except for one word: ruthless!

Wu Tingya was one mile away from Wudu, and within half an hour's journey, Wen Qi directly tied Empress Zhaoran and threw him on the horse, leaving tens of thousands of Nanzhao elite soldiers behind, and went straight to Wu Tingya.

Surrounded by black mist and shrouded in poisonous gas, there is almost no grass growing on this Wuting Cliff, only dead trees grow wildly in the black swamp, and the tangled vines extend and wrap around from one place to another, enveloping the light impenetrably, and the bottom of the cliff is chaotic and dim, like a The ink-stained mist lingers and lingers, cold and eerie.

It is rumored that Wuting Cliff does not grow rough trees, and every inch of grass and soil is poisoned by witches, which will rot if touched.

Wen Qi and the three were almost fully armed from head to toe, with only a pair of eyes exposed, walking around, faintly heard strange sounds.

Ye Shi immediately put on guard: "Master, there is a sound of fighting." Then he stood in front of Wen Qi, and threw out the almost unconscious Empress Zhaoran in his hand.

Wen Qi paused, listened carefully, and suddenly frowned: "It's a herd of beasts!"

(End of this chapter)