The fourth master's favorite concubine

Chapter 125
Fourth Master shook his hand violently, throwing her to the ground.

Looking down at the calm and self-sufficient woman, even if she wanted to explain, she should cry affectionately to keep her, what did she do.

Yi Jin flicked his sleeve to wipe away the bleeding corner of his mouth, and there was a scent of flowers in the spring breeze.

She cannot fall out of favor.

"I've lost my memory."

"Do you think I believe it?"

"You said you like The West Chamber, you said you like to play the piano while drinking the sound of Xiao, which has a special charm, good Jiner, I brought Xiao."

"Xiao..."

"Qin..."

Fourth master's cold and icy eyes dropped disdain, and time in the empty courtyard suddenly stopped.

Only the polite and drunken words echoed in the air, and they were especially harsh.

"Jin'er, Jin'er, I play the flute, you can play the piano."

Rong Ruo, who didn't know it, continued talking, not knowing that the atmosphere at this time had reached freezing point.

Unbearable, no need to endure.

Yi Jin, who was kneeling on the ground, condensed all his anger, and the beauty looked towards the door with glaring eyes.

Is it her fault?

Getting up in a rage, he quickly opened the door with both hands, and the door creaked because of the excessive force.

"Shut up for me. You and her are soft and soft, whispering, and the qin and flute ensemble has nothing to do with me. That's between you and her. Her qin is your qin, but it's not mine. What kind of pear tree?" Peach tree, you and she were not with me at that time. Do you know who I am, see clearly, you see who I am."

Everything is a fact, everything is ironclad evidence.

But she is not that person, she doesn't know how to play the piano, she has never been under the pear tree, let alone under the peach tree.

Not to mention the personal experience, even if she didn't even feel it, what happened in the dream would only make her tremble with fear.

"Look at me, look at me, am I the one you said? If you like her, why can't you recognize if I'm her or not? Why should I be blamed for unreasonable things?"

"Liu Ruyun, go get a basin of water."

Liu Ruyun was stunned, it was just like this feeling, calm as water, but moving like a sharp knife, his strikes were decisive and accurate.

The water slanted down, freezing cold.

Rong Ruo was agitated, shaking himself up for a minute and a half, waking up from drunkenness.

Like an outsider, he stared at the angry Yijin and the emperor who was full of sinister aura.

"Your majesty...my lord."

"Sober."

"The minister is guilty."

"It's good that you know that you are guilty. The majestic Manchu scholar, the Zhenghuang Banner above the Three Banners, is actually drunk and uttering wild words. You are indeed guilty." The fourth master Zheng Xiu flicked away behind him, covered his face and turned away.

Rong Ruo was puzzled, but seeing Yi Jin staring at him with wide eyes, couldn't help but be surprised.

He got into trouble.

"Your Majesty, I'm just drunk. No matter what I say, I can't believe it. At this time, the knot has nothing to do with Concubine Zhen."

Yi Jin sneered, it would be fine if he admitted this situation, wouldn't it be more pale and ridiculous to deny it?
The piles are listed so clearly, and the vows of life and death are so affectionately expressed in the drunken language.

Yi Jin bowed on his knees and said, "Your Majesty, what Mr. Nalan said has nothing to do with his concubines."

"May I ask Master Nalan, do you look at me like Zhen Yijin in your heart?"

Rong Ruo reserved, didn't know why and looked at the emperor, seeing that the emperor was unmoved, he went towards Yijin in embarrassment.

It looks like it, but it doesn't look like it either.

"The guilty minister deserves to die, but the minister never dares to covet the young master..."

Yijin looked at Nalan Rongruo with a sneer: "Are you going to give me a slap and a red date to comfort you? Fortunately, I am not Zhen Yijin, otherwise I would really be dragged into a doomed situation by my lord."

(End of this chapter)