Only you: King's crazy concubine

"Yi'er, it has nothing to do with you."

At this time, xuanyuanyi was like an abandoned child. Only when he was drunk did he dare to express his heart and curl up on the ground. His voice was as low as mosquitoes and flies, "but he didn't come back."

"He's back, but I can't recognize you." Wen Renchu rubbed his hair, and his voice was softer than ever.

In the past, uncle Huang always said that he was more like a brother, and Yi'er was more naughty than a brother. In fact, in some ways, Yi'er was more like a brother.

Xuanyuan Yi leaned against Wen Renchu's shoulder and sobbed in a low voice, "I really want che'er to come back."

Wen Renchu whispered, "I'm back."

Murong Dynasty

In the general's house, Qin Xi helped Qin Zhen, who was seriously injured, and looked fiercely at the surrounding forest guards, "Murong Yi."

"Let's go." Murong Yi's mouth started up. It's really a coincidence. Gu Qingyan's move is wonderful.

Qin Zhen covered his chest and said in a deep voice, "Xi'er, you go first."

"Dad?"

"Xi'er, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. As long as you live, my zither family still has hope."

Murong Yi's eyes sank slightly. "Qin Zhen, I don't know how to repent when things are coming."

"Hahaha, I qinzhen have never done anything harmful to nature and reason. What do you regret? What do you change?"

Murong Yi gestured, "go."

"Xi'er, go quickly." Qin Zhen pushed Qin Xi away and roared.

Then he was caught in a bolted place alone. Qinxi held back her tears, "Dad, wait for me and I'll save you." after that, Qin Zhen took advantage of Qin Zhen to drag the Imperial Guard and fled in the other direction.

After she left, Murong Yi's eyes crossed the idea of killing, "kill."

"Yi... King Yi, the emperor said to arrest Qin Zhen."

Murong Yi shook his sleeve and said, "then go to jail." then he left angrily.

The imperial guards looked at each other. What's the matter with King Yi.

On this side, Qin Xi, who escaped, stumbled all the way to the city gate, but saw his own portrait pasted on the city wall. Officers and soldiers checked and bit his teeth.

"Open it and see what's in it?"

The old man shook his hands and lifted the white cloth on the basket. Suddenly, a smell floated in the air, "Sir, this is the stinky tofu just bought by the grass people. Would you like to try it?"

The soldiers covered their mouths and noses and pushed her away in disgust, "go."

The old man stumbled forward a few steps and looked worried, but he didn't fall. The corners of his mouth rose strangely where no one saw.

"Come on, next." the noise behind him is getting farther and farther away.

"Suffocate me." in a deep forest and grass, Qinxi pulled off the fake skin on her face and threw her dry white hair on the ground.

At this time, bird calls sounded in the sky. Qinxi raised her head, narrowed her eyes and stretched out her palm.

The white pigeon hovered in the air, landed slowly, finally stopped in the palm of her hand and rubbed her hand intimately.

Qinxi took down the letter paper on his feet. After reading it, the corners of his mouth remind him that qinrou is still useful. As long as he helps xuanyuanfeng ascend the throne, his father will be saved. At that time, the Murong Dynasty will change.

"Go."

Near the evening, Gu Qingyan sat on the swing and shook slowly. Xuanyuan Zimo sat on the stone table next to him and read the official letter.

Today, Xuanyuan Zihao didn't know whether he was out of his mind or in water. He sent an official letter to Xuanyuan Zimo to deal with it. In the past, Xuanyuan Zihao was afraid that Xuanyuan Zimo would see the memorial, but now he sent it to the door himself.

I don't know what the hell idea is in my heart, but every time Xuanyuan Zimo doesn't comment after reading it and returns it to Xuanyuan Zihao intact. Even if he wants to catch something, he can't catch it.

Just then, there was an uneven voice outside the hospital, "Lord, we're back."

Then he saw the two brothers Ling Yu and Mo Mei and zhu'er coming forward and backward. When he saw Gu Qingyan swinging on the swing, he was stunned, "master."

Gu tilted his face to them. The swing shook in a small arc. He didn't seem to hear their voice. He hung his eyes and didn't move.

Xuanyuan Zimo saw through her careful thinking and shook his head helplessly. "It's hard. You'll wash it first and discuss it later."

"Yes, Lord." zhu'er mistakenly thought that Gu Qingyan had not recovered his memory, so he adjusted his mood in a moment.

After they left, Xuanyuan Zimo sat next to Gu Qingyan and pinched her cheek. "Yan Bao is naughty." he deliberately pretended to be amnesic and lied to Ling Yu.

Gu Qingyan smiled, rushed into his arms and looked up at him, "Xuanyuan Zimo, ability Oh, my people are obedient and loyal to you now."

"Lingye, they treat you well." xuanyuanzi ink Buddha opened the ink hair at the corner of her mouth.

Hearing the speech, Gu Qingyan nodded in agreement, "yes, but what do you want Ling Yu to do?"

"Nothing, you'll know then." Xuanyuan Zimo rubbed her small head.

Gu Qingyan puffed his cheeks and whispered, "it's tempting."

"Take you out tomorrow?"

Gu Qingyan's eyes brightened, "OK, OK, where to play?"

"You can go wherever you want, and I'll accompany you." Xuanyuan Zimo smiled.

Gu Qingyan's eyes flashed cunning, "you can't go back on what you said."

"I'm not Yan Bao." Xuanyuan Zimo smiled.

Gu Qingyan stared round his eyes, "when did I go back?"

"No, I remember wrong." Xuanyuan Zimo shunmao.

Gu Qingyan snorted, "you go down and wait a minute. The swing will break."

"Good good." Xuanyuan Zimo smiled and got up, slowly pushed the swing, looked at her innocent side face, and suddenly felt that all this was very beautiful.

After Ling Yu finished his dinner, it was already Zishi. Xuanyuan Zimo worried that Gu Qingyan's body had not recovered, so he coaxed her to sleep before leaving the ink Pavilion.

"Lord."

Ling Yu, who was waiting in the front hall, saw him coming and quickly got up to salute.

Xuanyuan Zimo nodded slightly. His voice was mild, not as cold as before. "Sit down and talk about how things are going?"

Compared with Xuanyuan Zimo's cold tone before, Ling Yu was flattered now. "Everything ordered by the Lord has been done, just waiting to open the scene."

"But I don't think this scene should be opened by the king," said Mo Mei.

Xuanyuan Zimo took a sip of tea and didn't speak.

Seeing this, Mo Mei continued: "if it is opened by the Lord, it will be difficult to block youyou's mouth. It will inevitably feel that the Lord hides his selfishness and makes the people unconvinced. What we have to do is to let the truth come out to the world."

"If it weren't for these rules, the king would have killed Xuanyuan maple." Xuanyuan Zi Mo snorted coldly. He still remembered what Xuanyuan Maple had done to Yan'er. Whenever he thought of these, he wanted to torture Xuanyuan maple to death.

Obviously, zhu'er and others also thought of Gu Qingyan and were depressed. "Master, when will she recover her memory and think of us?"