Warlord's darling: medical concubine against the sky

Dongjinlin slowly picked up the tea lamp in front of him, filtered the floating tea powder on the water with the cup cover, took a shallow sip, closed the cup cover and put it aside.

Lifting his eyes, the magnificent dark purple Phoenix eyes unconsciously brought a sharp touch because of the narrow arc at the end of his eyes, "the emperor means that the man is still in the palace now?"

Dongchengyi suddenly relaxed his expression, smiled and nodded, "that's what I mean. I think about it. I'm afraid... There's only the fourth?"

"Dongchengrui?" dongjinlin thought a little, "but people have already fallen off the cliff. I'm afraid they don't even know where the bones are now. It's impossible."

"Oh! It's not certain. You have to see people alive and dead bodies. If you don't see the bodies, you may still be alive," Ning Rou said sharply. This was clearly said to Dong Jinlin. After that, he smiled at Dong Chengyi and asked, "emperor, do you think so?"

Dongjinlin frowned. He didn't know why. He had a bad feeling.

Although Mingming has given the things to Xiaoyu and asked Xiaoyu to send them back immediately, what's the matter with this inexplicable anxiety

Dongchengyi didn't blame Ning Rou for interrupting, and touched the back of Ning Rou's hand with appreciation, "Rou'er's saying is that life wants to see people and death wants to see corpses. Although the fourth fell off the cliff, we haven't found his body after looking for so many days. Maybe it's false that he fell down. In fact, people have quietly sneaked back to the imperial capital and even into the imperial palace!"

"Your Majesty, if you don't feel at ease, you can strengthen the guard and order people to search closely." dongjinlin didn't say much about dongchengrui's life or death, didn't say that people must be dead, and didn't say that people must be alive. He just put forward the most regular suggestion, "the imperial palace is so big. Check it one by one. If someone hides it, he can't escape."

"Ha ha... I think so too." dongchengyi was a little discouraged.

Since dongjinlin first appeared here, he has been watching dongjinlin's reaction carefully until now.

But no matter what he said, dongjinlin's response seemed to have no problem.

Maybe

The thing is, as he thought, all this is really dongchengrui making trouble behind his back?

So what exactly does dongchengrui want from this?

Dongjinlin got up. "The palace is heavily guarded. The emperor doesn't have to worry too much. Even if dongchengrui really comes back, he is weak and doesn't dare to fight hard. The emperor should be more careful. If it's late, the minister won't disturb the emperor's rest here."

"Ah -" Dong Chengyi raised his hand to stop him and said, "after such a thing, I can't sleep now. If Uncle Qi and I come to play chess, it seems that we haven't played chess for many years. The last time we played chess with Uncle Qi was when I was 12?"

Dongjinlin frowned imperceptibly.

Dongchengyi has ordered people to prepare a chessboard. The chessmen are coming.

After a while, people in the palace were ready, waiting for two people to take their seats.

"Next time, I'm really tired recently. I'm afraid I can't make the emperor enjoy himself."

His right eyelid has been jumping. Dongjinlin has always been a person who doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but this eyelid has really disturbed his mood tonight.

"Don't say that, uncle seven. I'm not in shape today, so I'll accompany me," said Dong Chengyi. "Or... Uncle seven has something urgent to go back?"

Dongjinlin slightly picked up the corners of his lips, like a cold jade carving, the handsome and unmarried face instantly rippled with a light smile, "No."

"In that case, I'll play chess with the emperor here." Ning Rou has walked to the place where the chessboard is located, found a suitable position and sat down first. He is lowering his head to tidy up his skirt and slowly said, "if you insist on refusing, it's disobedience."

Her last sentence was so light that she even smiled.

Dongchengyi also stared at dongjinlin for a moment.

He doesn't know if dongchengrui is hiding somewhere, but the dongjinlin in front of him is also the enemy he can't relax for a moment.

Dongjinlin took a deep breath without trace, his face was quiet and nodded, "OK, I'd better obey my orders."

"That's very good! Uncle seven, come and sit down!"

……

A team of people galloped in the night. After a little detour, they finally found the small courtyard hidden in the shade.

The leader gave an order, "come on! Surround and set fire! Don't let anyone in there run away!"

"Yes!"

Through careful identification by the light of the torch, we can see that all these people are wearing official clothes.

The officers and men quickly dispersed around and surrounded the xiaobieyuan.

Pour fire oil neatly to block all the ways out. After pouring dozens of barrels of fire oil, the leader raised the torch and lit it.

Bang!

The fire is burning!

"Keep your eyes wide open! Don't let a living man run out of it!"

All the officers and soldiers were ordered to open their eyes like copper bells one by one, and their knives came out of their scabbard one after another!

……

"This game is the Emperor... Lost," after father-in-law Shun finished counting the residual game on the chessboard, he spit out the last two words in fear, glanced at Chengyi in the East, and the latter was as black as ink.

Shun father-in-law swallowed a mouthful of saliva and then said, "the emperor lost... Half, half son."

Since then, the emperor has lost seven innings in a row.

Whoever it is will not look good.

Father-in-law Shun waited on one side. Every time he settled, he felt that his head would be unprotected, especially when he wanted to report the results.

Dongchengyi's face was so black that he could almost drop ink. The back of his hand on one side of the chessboard was already green.

"Come again!"

He lost to dongjinlin in the next seven innings, and every time he lost that son and a half, he didn't believe that he couldn't win dongjinlin?

Dongjinlin looked at him and his purple eyes sank.

Originally thought that dongchengyi would know the advance and retreat. He could not lose face if he lost at most three games. He took the initiative to stop playing chess with him.

But I didn't expect him to be more sophisticated than I thought.

"OK, come again." dongjinlin answered, but his patience had been quietly worn away.

Shun's father-in-law insisted on cleaning up the chessboard. He only felt that this night was particularly difficult.

Ning Rou sat leisurely aside, shaking a silk palace fan. It was late at night, but she was not sleepy at all, but more energetic.

Taking advantage of the gap between the two people playing chess, he raised his head and inadvertently looked southeast through the Xuan window, with red lips smiling.