Demon Phoenix Evil Emperor: Killer Crazy Concubine

Xiao Yan trembled all over. Compared with the cold rain that hit her body, Jing Yirong's words made her more at a loss.

Nalan Zhenqi couldn't bear to say, "Master, Sister Xiao already knew she was wrong, so please forgive her this time."

"You want to leave too?" Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Zhenqi.

Nalan Zhenqi was taken aback for a moment, and dared not speak any more.

"Crown princess, please forgive my servant this time, I can do whatever I want, as long as you can forgive me and let me stay by your side." Xiao Yan said in a panic.

"Anything is fine?" Jing Yi raised his eyebrows.

"Yes." Xiao Yan answered calmly.

Jing Yirong chuckled, "Tomorrow, I will give you a month to leave the palace. If you bring the layout plan of Prince Yubu Junqi's mansion within one month, I will let you stay by my side, and in the future you want to You can meddle in your own business, even if you get caught and beaten again, I will clean it up for you."

Xiao Yan raised her eyes, although she didn't understand why Jing Yirong wanted the map of Prince Yubu Junqi's mansion, she still nodded solemnly and agreed, "This servant will definitely do it."

"Jinghou Jiayin." Jing Yirong looked at the three Nalan brothers, "I've already given her the opportunity, and you guys still want to stay?"

Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin hurriedly stood up, said 'thank you, master' and walked to their huts.

"Wait." Jing Yirong stopped the two of them, "Just now I saw that you are quite energetic, if you continue to be so energetic, tomorrow we will leave the cleaning of all the servants in the Taiwomen to us."

"what."

"No, master."

Jing Yirong walked into the room again, looked at the wailing voices of Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin, and closed the door with a cool smile.

Nalan Qingyi looked at his poor brothers sympathetically, then walked to his little bed in the corridor, and said softly, "You asked Xiao Yan to go to Yubu Junqi's palace because you want her and Yang Do you want to meet, son?"

Jing Yirong was slightly surprised, looking at the figure by the door, he would know.

Without answering, Nalan Qingyi spoke again, "Do you want her to follow Mr. Yang, so that she has someone to take care of her? In fact, a few days ago, I also felt that Mr. Yang treated Xiao Yan differently, but I didn't expect you to be so Do it, why don't you tell her for her sake?"

"Shut up!" Jing Yirong interrupted.

Nalan Qingyi closed her mouth, mustered up her courage and said, "Are you still angry with me?"

Jing Yirong didn't answer.

"The weather is getting colder and colder. I don't think I can sleep outside anymore. Can I sleep in the hut next to yours?" Nalan Qingyi asked cautiously. There are eight rooms in the small courtyard where Jing Yirong lives. room.Of course Jing Yirong lived in the largest and best one, the remaining one was a study room, the other was a practice room, Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin lived in one each, Xiao Yan lived in one, and finally there were two more. The room is next door to Jing Yirong's house.

The room was still silent, Nalan Qingyi sighed deeply and didn't ask any more questions.

The next day, Xiao Yan left the palace.Jing Yirong didn't go to see her off, he just hoped that she would never come back.

When Yu Yingxu came to look for Jing Yirong, Jing Yirong was practicing martial arts in the small courtyard, Yu Yingxu looked at her with a little surprise, "Your martial arts have improved a lot."

"Thank you for the compliment," Jing Yirong put away his sword, "Is there anything the General Protector wants to see me for?"

Yu Yingxu asked directly, "Was it you who shot Bu Xitao with an arrow on the city wall yesterday?"

"So what if it is, so what if it's not?" Jing Yirong neither admitted nor denied it.

"Yes, the matter is over and no one will be able to pursue it; no, I don't think it is possible." Yu Yingxuan sat down at the stone table, poured a cup of tea and drank it himself.

Jing Yirong smiled lightly, "Since you have all the answers, why are you still asking me?"

"It really is you!" Yu Yingxuan stood up startled, "Is there anything else you dare not do?"

"He touched my people, he should pay the price." Jing Yirong said bluntly.

Yu Yingxu felt that she was overreacting, and sat down again with a calm attitude, "If one day it is the king who moves you, do you care?"

"You don't answer hypothetical questions. I have already answered your question, General Protector of the Country. What other questions do you have?"

"No more." Yu Yingxu shook her head.

Jing Yirong smiled and took out a knife from the weapon rack behind him and threw it to Yu Yingxuan, "I heard that you are good at using knives. Today we will come to learn from each other."

"I can't afford to hurt the princess." Even though Yu Yingxu said so, she had already stood up.

Jing Yirong's eyes froze, and he swung the long sword towards Yu Yingxuan, "It's not certain who hurt who."

The sword energy is strong, the moves are fast, ruthless and accurate, Jing Yirong's martial arts progress has exceeded Yu Yingbun's expectations, he hurriedly swung his sword to fight back, his expression was serious, and he used all his abilities in every move. There is no perfunctory at all.The main Jing Yirong's swordsmanship is not at all perfunctory.

The two of them were in the small courtyard, and the fallen leaves flew up and circled in mid-air due to the actions of the two, unable to fall.Both of them removed the murderous intent from their swords at the same time, and they also expressed their intention to learn from each other, so the moves of the two are also very beautiful. You attack and defend, and you retreat and advance, which is basically the respect of two masters for each other There is still a little pity.

When Nalan Qingyi walked into the small courtyard, what he saw was the scene where Yu Yingxuan and Jing Yirong were facing each other with swords. At first, they thought there was a conflict between the two, but after watching it for a while, even a person who doesn't understand martial arts like him They all understand that the two are practicing martial arts with each other rather than fighting.

Although he doesn't understand martial arts, the gorgeous moves and tacit cooperation of the two made Nalan Qingyi's face more and more stiff. Use martial arts to express affection.

Nalan Qingyi, who had always thought that she was gentle and temperless, had an ugly expression on her face, and the jealousy in her heart was opened.Just because he knew that Jing Yirong would look at strong men differently, so he just hated gentle and refined men like himself.

Because the two people in the courtyard were too focused, they didn't even notice Nalan Qingyi standing outside the courtyard.

They were all so excited and serious!

The opponents that masters like to meet most are people who are as good as their own martial arts. Because they haven't met for a long time, it makes people more excited.The two of them didn't know how long they had practiced before they slowly and coincidentally fell down.

Behind Jing Yirong's long sword backhand, Yu Ying's bleed knife was hanging in his hand, and the two of them looked at each other with a distance of less than two meters and smiled.

Nalan Qingyi felt a little nervous.

Yu Yingxu praised without hesitation, "You have improved so fast, I won't be your opponent in a long time."

"It's a great honor to hear your words." Jing Yirong accepted the compliment generously, but she knew in her heart that in fact, Yu Yingxuan was no longer her opponent, because she only used eight points of martial arts. .

"You are a genius in martial arts." Yu Ying praised from the bottom of her heart, "You are also a woman that people dare not mess with."

Jing Yi smiled, "Do you dare to provoke me?"

Yu Ying was taken aback, this was clearly trying to seduce him!

"Yirong," came the soft voice, which seemed to be mixed with a little anger.Jing Yirong followed the prestige, "What's the matter?"

In the past, Jing Yirong was obviously the same indifferent, but now he feels that Jing Yirong despises him, and unnaturally, he has an angry tone, "Can't I come to you if I'm fine?"

Yu Yingxu immediately saluted Nalan Qingyi when he saw Nalan Qingyi, "This subordinate has seen the prince."

Nalan Qingyi was unwilling in every possible way, her tone was a little stiff, "Get up."

"If the prince is fine, the subordinate will marry you first." Yu Ying was notoriously wise and courageous, how could he not feel Nalan Qingyi's obvious emotions.

Nalan Qingyi nodded slightly in agreement, and after Yu Yingxu left, he looked at Jing Yirong who was wiping his sword, "You really like practicing martial arts."

"This is the most basic weapon to protect oneself." Jing Yirong didn't lift his head.

Nalan Qingyi opened his mouth, just about to say 'I will protect you', but suddenly couldn't say it, what would he use to protect Jing Yirong?I'm afraid that Jing Yirong will be required to protect him if he really encounters danger?

Jing Yirong looked up at Nalan Qingyi's silence and felt strange, "What's wrong with you?"

"Yirong, what kind of man is useful in your eyes?" Nalan Qingyi asked suddenly, "How about a man like General Yu?"

"Yu Yingxiu?" Jing Yirong thought for a while, seeking truth from facts, "He is considered useful."

Pain flashed in Nalan Qingyi's eyes, "I understand."

"Understand what?" Jing Yi was puzzled, "Why are you crazy?"

Nalan Qingyi shook his head, "It's nothing, I'll go first as you are busy."

Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Qingyi's eagerly leaving figure, only feeling puzzled, but didn't investigate deeply.

After Nalan Qingyi left Jing Yirong's small courtyard, he went to find Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin who were sent to sweep the floor today.

"What?" Nalan Zhenqi dropped the broom in his hand, "Brother, do you want to learn martial arts?"

"Yes, I want to learn martial arts." Nalan Qingyi said solemnly, vowing.

Nalan Zhijin also widened his eyes, expressing disbelief, "Brother, are you sick?"

"I didn't," Nalan Qingyi looked helplessly at his two younger brothers, "I'm serious."

"Why?" Nalan Zhenqi put down the work in hand, "Didn't you say you hated fighting before? Even seeing people fighting in the palace occasionally made you feel uncomfortable."

Nalan Qingyi sighed, "I hate it, but Yirong likes people with high martial arts skills. If I don't work harder, I'm afraid she won't even look at me in the future."

Nalan Zhijin walked towards Nalan Qingyi, "Brother, it turns out that you practice martial arts for the master. But if you want to learn martial arts, you can let the master teach you. The master's martial arts is only high, and we have only learned a little bit."

"I want to give her a surprise." Nalan Qingyi's eyes immediately showed excitement, "Teach me all the martial arts that Yirong taught you, and one day I will become a master, and I will help your master when he is in danger. Help, your master will definitely treat me differently."

"That's a good idea," Nalan Zhenqi looked at Nalan Qingyi suspiciously, "But brother, can you practice martial arts?"

"Of course, you all might think why I can't. Could it be that I'm not as good as you?" Nalan Qingyi patted his arms, "My body is also fine."