The first lazy concubine in the world: tyrant He Qijia

Chapter 141 Entering the Painting: The Holy Altar [2000 words]

If it is correct, this dream is also a part of her past memory, who else would have these memories except her?
And who has the ability to make her fall into a dream of memories?
Qin Zhuiyi looked down at the pair of butterflies flying in his palm, his eyes gradually became sharper.

What she hates the most is being cheated by others. She doesn't like being used as a tool like a fool. This is her bottom line.

She lowered her head, when there was a sound at the door, she looked up, and Di Zhen, dressed in white, strolled in.

After Di Zhen came in, he put the wooden box in his hand on the wooden table, and then turned to look at Qin Zhuiyi.

Seeing that her face was indifferent and her eyes became sharp, Di Zhen felt that the eyes were a bit strange, so he asked worriedly: "Xiao Yi, are you feeling unwell?"

Qin Zhuiyi didn't speak, but looked at him coldly.

At this moment, her eyes were like a sharp sword, pointing directly at his eyes.

But there was nothing wrong with Di Zhen's reaction. He still stared at her as usual, "Xiao Yi, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with your body?"

Qin Zhuiyi didn't answer him, and still maintained the action just now.

Di Zhen had already walked up to Qin Zhuiyi's side in a few steps, raised his hand to test the temperature of her forehead, and muttered to himself, "It's not hot, forget it, I'd better call my aunt over!"

"No need." At this point, Qin Zhuiyi finally returned to normal and raised his hand to grab him.

She thought she could grab his wrist, but she overestimated her little claws and grabbed one of his fingers instead.

No matter where it is caught, the matter is over.

What doubts did Di Zhen have? This guy is obviously a big child, with an adult body and a child's heart.

"That... I'm fine, I just feel a little tired."

Qin Zhuiyi smiled faintly, turned around and leaned on the dressing table, and she casually threw the butterfly hair accessory by her hand.

Di Zhen took a small step to the side, stood behind her, bent down to encircle her body from behind.

She is too small now, he held her in his arms with a light hug.

This time, Qin Zhuiyi felt a little strange, she couldn't say exactly what was so strange, but she just felt that this action was very strange, but she didn't reject it.

Di Zhen hugged her gently, resting his chin on her small head, "Xiao Yi, I didn't see you when I woke up, I was so worried."

His voice was soft and waxy, and there was a little grievance.

Qin Zhuiyi was very upset, she was the one who was wronged, she was caught in a cage for no reason, and almost turned into a roast turkey.

Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered that she still had two cage friends, the white fox and the little chick, who still don't know what happened.

Don't worry about the safety of the little chicken, the white fox is a bit miserable, he has officially declared war with the fox clan, if he falls into the hands of those people, I'm afraid he will lose all his fox fur!

She jumped off the small wooden stool, and at the same time escaped from Di Zhen's embrace.

She wanted to go out directly, but she glanced at the box on the wooden table out of the corner of her eye.

She took the box and opened it, a faint fragrance came to her nostrils, it was the dessert that Di Zhen had prepared for her.

She couldn't help raising the corner of her mouth, and the previous dissatisfaction was swept away.

She took out a piece and took a bite, and exclaimed to Dizhen: "It's delicious in color and fragrance, it's great!"

Di Zhen's cheeks were slightly flushed, and he smiled shyly. He stepped up to her side, knelt down and raised his hands to wipe away the debris from the corners of her mouth.

"I thought you couldn't eat anymore, but I didn't expect...you can still eat so much."

Embarrassed by being praised, his cheeks were slightly flushed, but the smile in his eyes was so sincere, and his voice was as soft as water.

Qin Zhuiyi's heart was about to be melted by him, so she rushed over and gnawed on his face, leaving him with a sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and when the bad things were done, she slipped away.

He waved his hand chicly, "I'm full, I'll go for a stroll."

"it is good."

Di Zhen just responded and didn't follow out.

He returned to the dressing table, stroking the delicate butterfly hair ornament with his right index finger.

Gradually, the smile on the corner of his mouth changed, and his eyes narrowed into a line.

……

Qin Zhuiyi walked out the door gracefully while eating snacks.

This foot is a bit big.

'Just now' when she and Naihe were running for their lives, because they were too nervous, they even forgot Naihe's unique skill - any door!

Now, this arbitrary door does not know where it has opened.

She stepped out of the room, but unexpectedly stepped into a completely strange place.

This is like a solemn square, surrounded by ten golden fire pillars carved with dragons, surrounded by guards holding long spears.

Qin Zhuiyi was holding the wooden box in his left hand, and was putting the pastry in his right hand, when he saw the surrounding situation clearly, he petrified.

Couldn't she have descended to an altar suddenly?
She took a weak step back, thinking that she might be able to step back, but the truth is always cruel.

She didn't return to the hut, she was still in the square.

The guards around the square noticed his presence and quickly surrounded her. The long guns in their hands glowed reddish, and the sharp point of the gun was pointed at her neck.

"Who is trespassing on the altar!"

Qin Zhuiyi scanned the surrounding area, and slowly swallowed what was in his mouth.

"Hey, I'm here to visit, but I may have forgotten to buy a ticket, but...don't be so aggressive, I'm still a child after all."

"child?"

Someone replied two words, Qin Zhuiyi raised his eyes and looked over. Although that person was also wearing armor, he was dressed differently from the others around him. It was obvious that he was the boss of these people.

Qin Zhuiyi's guess was right, many guards all turned their eyes to that man.

Probably because they didn't sense the energy from Qin Zhuiyi, and she looked like a little girl, so they really didn't know how to deal with it.

This is the holy altar in the palace city, the holy land of the North Kingdom, it is heavily guarded and heavily guarded, no fool would venture here alone.

The captain can naturally see the meaning of his subordinates, but it is not a trivial matter if someone dares to break into the altar. During the time when the emperor appears, he will do his best to protect the flowers and trees of the altar and prevent anyone from entering the altar. People have opportunities to take advantage of.

He glanced at Qin Zhuiyi lightly, and ordered the surrounding Wuwei to withdraw their weapons temporarily.

"Retract the weapon."

Hearing these words, Qin Zhuiyi thought she was fine, but a square iron plate suddenly appeared under her feet, with black iron bars protruding from the sides of the iron plate.

Iron cage again...

Can't this damn place play some new tricks?
She sat down cross-legged helplessly, the armor tattoos on the people around her had the sudden, flamboyant totem that she had seen before, she had seen it on the Twelve Shadow Guards, and also on Ye Qiuyue's armor.

Searching Qin San's memory again, she knew that this totem was exclusive to Wanggongcheng, so she must have stepped on a certain corner of Wanggongcheng.

Since it is Wanggongcheng, these people are also Dicheng's subjects, so she doesn't need to do anything, she just needs to wait for others to remember her, the poor person who stepped on thousands of miles away!

(End of this chapter)