Emperor's Women

We Cang LAN were really amused by his mouth. He smiled low and looked up with disdain: "Cang LAN? I haven't paid attention to your Cang LAN yet. If you think Cang LAN is good, you can go back at any time. I've never forced you to stay. I don't want to say the same thing for the third time. Go away."

Hearing his sarcasm, Zixi was unconvinced and wanted to argue, but Fang Yan stopped her: "Zixi, don't argue with such people. You go with Minzhi. The palace is fine."

Then he looked back at Rong Chengjin, looked up slightly, looked at the man standing in front of him with the rest of his eyes, and said, "don't you let the palace look up? What do you want to do, say it."

Rong Chengjin slightly approached the oil lamp. Fang Yan closed his eyes. The expected pain didn't come. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was staring at his chin.

Why didn't he torture her with an oil lamp? Just to see her chin?

On the chin, the previous red mark has disappeared. Rong Chengjin frowned slightly, handed the oil lamp back to the jailer's hand, frowned tightly, and asked suspiciously, "where is the red mark on your chin?"

"What red mark?" Fang Yan was also puzzled. He reached out and touched his chin. Then he remembered that he was talking about the kiss mark.

I couldn't help laughing: "you came for that? That thing has long disappeared. It's just a kiss. I didn't expect you to be so interested. It's hard for you."

"Kiss mark?" Rong Chengjin asked back with an eyebrow. Unexpectedly, it was just a kiss mark. He had been wondering whether it was a clue.

He could not bear to be angry, and his face was much gloomy. The prison was dark all the year round and there was no sunshine. Rong Chengjin's face was terrible and almost integrated with the darkness. After a long time, I heard him say, "Hello, stay here."

Then he turned and left.

Seeing that he was leaving, Zixi hurried to the prison door, grabbed the fence with both hands and said in a high voice, "Hey! When are you going to let us out! Emperor! Emperor!"

However, she called for a long time, and Rong Chengjin didn't look back, leaving only the sound of the jailer closing the prison door outside.

For a moment, the whole prison was quiet and terrible. Zixi saw that such a cry was fruitless, so she had to sit back again.

"Empress, when can we go out..." Zixi grabbed the straw on the ground and turned it in her hand.

Fang Yan also sat back to Zixi and looked at her helplessly, "how does the palace know."

"I don't know why I came to such a broken place at the beginning. I broke a porcelain vase, but I had to lock people up in this prison for so many days. There are so many rules in the Qiyue kingdom. Fortunately, the empress is the imperial concubine or from the state of Yunzhao, so you don't dare to get angry. If those palace people broke the porcelain vase, don't you want to kill others to vent your anger?" Zixi muttered discontentedly.

Kill? Fang Yan recalled the muman lemon he had seen before. No matter what time she seems to be smiling, not angry, gentle, not like a tyrant?

Forget it, Zixi is just complaining for herself and let her have a mouth addiction.

"You've been speaking more and more freely recently. Just say these words in front of the palace and Minzhi. When you get out of the door, you'll swallow all your words in your stomach. Do you know?" Fang Yan asked.

Zixi was reluctant, but she nodded and agreed.

Seeing her look like this, Fang Yan was helpless: "you used to be very stable. What's the matter recently? You don't have compassion and understanding. This can't work. It will damage big things."

Zixi sighed: "I just feel unworthy for my mother. We stayed well in canglan and came back for no reason..."

Before she finished, Fang Yan pinched her waist. The painful Zixi took a breath, looked back at Fang Yan and saw that she was winking at herself. Zixi covered her lips and realized that she was talkative again and gave herself a mouth.

Really, as soon as I finished, I forgot my memory.

Originally, I thought they were locked up in this prison, but they couldn't get out. They said they were locked up, but it was just another place. They were no longer allowed to go to Qiujin palace. Maybe they would be released when Rong Chengjin's anger disappeared in a few days.

But it turns out that what they think is too simple.

Until the jailer opened the prison door again, Fang Yan suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, and his heart was not calm.

But he followed the jailer to a place.

It was a punishment room. Rong Chengjin was sitting in it. Looking at Fang Yan, he said faintly, "come? Sit down."

Sit? How do I sit here? Fang Yan looked back. She was also a person who had been in prison. Naturally, she knew what these were!

The back chair looks no different from the ordinary chair, but if it really sits down, it will be a fake tiger stool!

"Rong Chengjin, do you really think this palace is a fool? It's really fun to deceive people like this, isn't it? If you want to sit here, this palace is not tired!" Fang Yan refused without thinking.

"You refused very quickly." Rong Chengjin smiled. "I underestimated you."

"You've always been arrogant. I'm used to it." Fang Yan retorted, unwilling to show weakness. "If you have something to say, let us out quickly."

Having been locked up for so many days, Rao is a patient person. Those patience are afraid to be exhausted. In addition, Fang Yan doesn't bathe and change clothes for so long. Fang Yan only feels that he is about to stink.

Rong Chengjin didn't mind and said, "well, we don't beat around the bush. I only ask you one question. Why did you break Li Qiu's porcelain vase? Do you know how important it is to me?"

"It's important after reading the words at the bottom of the bottle? So, you have to thank me. If I hadn't broken the porcelain bottle. Maybe you don't know how much Mu Liqiu's affection for you is all your life." Fang Yan said sharply, and Rong Chengjin's face changed and changed.

Yes, if he didn't see the bottom of the bottle, he might really

impossible! He has been looking for it for eighteen years. Not to mention 18 years, that is, 180 years, he will always look for it, as long as he still has one breath!

Rong Chengjin, who knows he has this idea, is a little annoyed. How can he give up

"Don't beat around the bush. I don't want to thank you. That's my business. I'll naturally find the secret at the bottom of the bottle. I don't need you to break it!" Rong Chengjin whispered angrily and looked into Fang Yan's eyes.

"But the bottle has been broken, hasn't it? And the palace has apologized. What else do you want?" Fang Yan doesn't understand. Where did she offend the great God and punish him like this?

Just put her in prison for such a long time and come to see her twice. What's this? At least she's a queen. She's also an imperial concubine! That is also the person who has been canonized!

Now it's a prisoner. It's not all Rong Chengjin's harm!

Seeing her resentful eyes, Rong Chengjin put her hands around her chest and looked condescending: "why, are you dissatisfied? You can vent your dissatisfaction. There are so many torture tools here for you to vent."

"Do you think the palace dare not?" Fang Yan snorted coldly. Although he can't eat well these days and no one can sleep well, Fang Yan's martial arts foundation has always been like this. Coupled with the boredom of leisure for such a long time, she can only keep company with Zixi and Mianzhi all day. She just wants to practice her skills!

Thinking so, she jumped to the other end of the punishment room and took off the whip hanging on the wall. He threw it hard on the ground and made a snap.

"With so many weapons, I thought you would choose a better sword."

Then he went to one of the weapons, lifted the covered curtain, and a peerless sword lay there. Just looking at the scabbard, there is already a strong sense of oppression. It seems that when you use this sword, you must have the ability to control it. Or, if you have the same momentum as this sword, you can stop the sword.

It's just... Why does she think the sword is so short?

When he came to the sword, Fang Yan just looked down and didn't touch it. It is said that one pregnancy is stupid for three years, but Fang Yan's physical quality is not so poor, and his IQ has not deteriorated. He still knows what to do and what not to do.

Just stood there with his back, looked at the sword and said, "the sword is a good sword, but how can it be so short?"

As the saying goes, the sword is short by one point and the risk increases by three points. Since the owner of the sword chooses such a sword as his left and right hand, should he be a master of sword?

Unexpectedly, Rong Chengjin's words were amazing: "this is the sword of Li Qiu when he was a child."

Hearing this, Fang Yan hurriedly stepped back two steps. Before, she just broke the porcelain vase she liked. She had been put in the dark prison. If she broke the sword, wouldn't Rong Chengjin want to kill her? She never does anything she's not sure about.

Seeing that she was so defensive, Rong Chengjin was impatient and said, "don't you want to fight with me? This sword is prepared for you. Take it and fight with me. If you win, I'll let you out."

"Forget it. The palace feels very comfortable with this whip." Fang Yan shook his head and stopped looking at the sword.

Rong Chengjin's pupils narrowed. She knew the hidden meaning in her words, but she didn't say a word. She winked at the people around her. The palace people around her understood and immediately carried the sword back.

"That's what Li Qiu used to play at will. She's not as savage as you." said Rong Chengjin, who was ready to fight at any time.

Fang Yan took it, pulled out the sword, threw away the scabbard and said with a sneer, "barbarism, isn't it? Good, I'll show you today. What is real barbarism!"

Then Fang Yan stabbed Rong Chengjin with his sword.

Rong Chengjin was barehanded and carried her hands behind her. She only avoided fighting back, which made Fang Yan frown.

Again! Every time he fought with him, he would just avoid taking moves, which made her seem to be bullying him.

But it's good. Just give her some time to familiarize her with the sword.

In the end, it was different from the sword used in the past. She was familiar with it a little longer this time, but she soon mastered the skill of using this short sword.

Seeing that she was already familiar, Rong Chengjin dodged last and smiled at Fang Yan: "can you use it? Then I'll fight you well!"

"We don't need you to let us! We can still beat you down!" Fang Yan waved his sword and let Cheng Jin lean back to avoid. Then a smart palm wind swept Fang Yan's collar.

"Do you want to fight the sword in the palace with your bare hands? Dream!" said, his strength increased by two points and his speed was much faster.

Rong Chengjin frowned. Unexpectedly, her martial arts will be better than before after she gave birth to a child. Shouldn't it be more or less backward after not practicing for a long time? Why doesn't she play cards according to common sense?