Demon Phoenix Evil Emperor: Killer Crazy Concubine

Chapter 78 The negotiation between Jing Yirong and Nalan Qingyi failed, and Nalan Qingyi returned to the room dejectedly. The worry and frustration in the eyes of the moment he closed the door disappeared instantly. It feels good to see a good show happen in front of the audience, and it is enjoyable to watch it at such a close distance.

Nalan Qingyi looked at his face in the bronze mirror, and said to himself, "I really didn't know that I was so good at acting. I thought that when Jing Yirong was poisoned to death, it was the time for me to end everything, but Jing Yirong I survived the catastrophe, and God gave me such a different Jing Yirong, it seems that this good show will be even more exciting."

The next day, as if nothing had happened, Jing Yirong went to see Nalan Zhijin as usual, and still urged Nalan Zhenqi to practice martial arts.

"Master, the most important thing right now is not my martial arts training. You will give Ge Jiangke a result tomorrow. Why are you in no hurry?" Nalan Zhenqi put down the sword in his hand and asked worriedly.

Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Zhenqi slowly, "Zhenqi, stand with the opponent, the one who reveals his emotions first will definitely lose. You should learn how to hide your emotions."

Nalan Zhenqi was helpless, the master was stronger than he imagined, if anyone encountered this matter, he would have gone crazy.

Xiao Yan walked into the small courtyard with a pot of tea, poured a cup for Jing Yirong and held it in front of Jing Yirong, "Crown Princess, the tea is ready."

Jing Yirong took it, "The sun is good today, you go out with Fu Zhijin for a walk."

"There are still three days before the time Liu Mo said, it's not good to let the tenth brother get out of bed and walk now." Nalan Zhenqi was a little worried.

"I can't die," Jing Yirong drank a cup of tea, "After resting for so many days, lying on the bed will become useless."

"Yes," Xiao Yan turned and walked towards Nalan Zhijin's room.

When Xiao Yan turned around, Nalan Zhenqi glanced at Xiao Yan, the smile in the corner of her eyes made Nalan Zhenqi feel that something was wrong.

Jing Yirong looked at the dazed Nalan Zhenqi without saying a word, picked up the teacup and threw it at it.

Nalan Zhenqi noticed the change in the air flow, and when he came back to his senses, the teacup was already in front of him. He immediately spun a few times in the air, landed slowly, and lightly caught the teacup, which was only an inch away from the ground, and handed it to Jing Yirong. "master."

"Practice martial arts." Jing Yirong took it and lost two more words.

Xiao Yan helped Nalan Zhijin carefully into the small courtyard. Nalan Zhijin, who hadn't seen the sun for a long time, was more excited than cautious, "Master, I can get out of bed and walk."

"Xiao Yan, his leg is still intact, let him walk by himself." Jing Yirong ordered.

Xiao Yan lowered her head and replied respectfully, "Yes."

Leaving Xiao Yan's arm, Nalan Zhijin handed over all of his own weight to himself, his originally relaxed face immediately became a little cautious, and he didn't feel that he slowed down, for fear that walking too fast would tear open the wound.

Standing by the side, Xiao Yan didn't look at Nalan Zhijin, her eyes were fixed on Nalan Zhenqi's body, and she nodded frequently to him who was practicing martial arts, as if she was very satisfied with his practice today.

"Zhenqi, drink some water and rest for a while." Yueya appeared with a cup of tea at some point.

Nalan Zhenqi stopped recruiting the sword, took the tea in Yueya's hand with a smile, and drank it down, "Thank you."

"No need." Yueya took out a handkerchief again and wiped the sweat from Nalan Zhenqi's forehead, her eyes fell on Jing Yirong's face, still unable to restrain her sarcasm, "I have never seen such a master who drank in the sun by himself Sipping tea, let the disciples practice martial arts non-stop and not let them rest."

"Crescent Moon," Nalan Zhenqi said with a gentle smile in resignation.

Jing Yirong was indifferent to Yueya's words, but Xiao Yan, who had been watching from the sidelines, gradually dimmed her eyes that were originally satisfied with Nalan Zhenqi's martial arts, and watched every move of Nalan Zhenqi and Yueya gloomyly.

Nalan Zhenqi seemed to feel a strange look from her side, and turned to look at Xiao Yan, "Sister Xiao Yan, did I do something wrong today? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"It's nothing," Xiao Yan's tone was cold, obviously displeased.

Jing Yirong also unconsciously looked at Xiao Yan, she had never seen Xiao Yan get angry with Nalan Zhenqi.

Nalan Zhenqi looked at the angry Xiao Yan inexplicably, not knowing what he did wrong to offend her, but felt that something was wrong, why Xiao Yan always gave her a strange feeling today.

Nalan Zhijin walked around, with sweat dripping from his forehead, feeling that the strength in his body had been consumed a lot, so he stretched out his hand to Xiao Yan, who was not far away from him, "Sister Xiao Yan, I am a little tired, help me sit down."

"No," Xiao Yan curled her lips, "Sit by yourself."

Jing Yirong frowned, "What happened to Xiao Yan?"

"It's nothing." Xiao Yan seemed to be suppressing something, reluctantly walked to Nalan Zhijin's side, and put a hand in front of him, "Help yourself."

Nalan Zhijin looked at Xiao Yan with incredulous eyes, he couldn't accept how abnormal Xiao Yan's sister was today.

Nalan Zhenqi's gaze kept on Xiao Yan, and she was silent for a long time. Although the thoughts in her heart were unbelievable even to herself, she still hesitated to speak according to her intuition, "Qiao Shuang'er?"

As soon as she sat down with Nalan Zhijin supported, Xiao Yan suddenly froze when she heard Nalan Zhenqi's voice, then turned around, her dark eyes were shining brightly, and even her voice became like a copper bell, "Nalan Zhenqi Lan Zhenqi, you are amazing, you are the first person in this world who can guess my identity every time."

Nalan Zhenqi's guess is correct, the person standing in front of everyone is not Xiao Yan but Qiao Shuang'er who is known as a thousand faces, her voice is full of excitement, even if it is Duan Yuliu, if she doesn't deliberately reveal He couldn't see her through the flaws, but Nalan Zhenqi could see her every time. Should she suspect that her abilities had degenerated?

Jing Yirong immediately stood up and asked, "Where is Xiao Yan?"

"Don't worry, she's fine, I just let her rest in the room for a while." Qiao Shuang'er waved her hand nonchalantly, "Jing Yirong, don't be so fierce to me, I only did it because of Brother Liumo." Come here to help him see how his patient is healing."

After Qiao Shuang'er finished speaking, she ran straight to Nalan Zhenqi, her eyes were full of joy, "You saw me again, how did you see it? Is there any flaw in me?"

"You are a thousand faces, and your disguise skills have been perfected for a long time. There are no flaws at all. I just guessed based on my feelings," Nalan Zhenqi replied honestly, "I think sister Xiao Yan is a little strange, so I just thought of you." gone."

"So powerful?" Qiao Shuang'er seemed to have a gas station in her body all the time to cheer her up, otherwise how could she be so energetic, "Nalan Zhenqi's family said that she thinks day by day and dreams by night , you can think of me all at once, is it because you often think of me and dream of me?"

Nalan Zhenqi was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Yueya, whose expression was a little stiff.Qiao Shuang'er's appearance was too straightforward, her eyes were fixed on Nalan Zhenqi, even a fool could tell that she was interested in Nalan Zhenqi.

Seeing Nalan Zhenqi looking at Yueya, Qiao Shuang'er suppressed the smile between her brows and waved her hand, "Forget it, there's no need to answer."

Jing Yirong looked at Qiao Shuang'er, "If you just came to see Zhijin's healing, I believe you have already seen it. I wonder if there is anything else you need to do?"

"Are you driving me away?" Qiao Shuang'er asked directly.

"No." Jing Yirong revealed a deep smile, "If you have nothing else to do, and you happen to have so much time, why not stay here temporarily and help me with one thing."

"Help you with something?" Qiao Shuang'er held her chin and seemed to be thinking, "What's the benefit?"

Jing Yirong hooked her fingers at Qiao Shuang'er, and Qiao Shuang'er stepped forward, "Speak."

Jing Yirong approached Qiao Shuang'er, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Still water towers get the moon first."

Qiao Shuang'er's eyes lit up, and she nodded, "You seem to make a lot of sense, okay, deal."

"I vacated the study room for you to live in, and that room is also the one closest to Zhenqi."

"Thank you, if you have anything to tell me directly, I will definitely do it neatly and beautifully." Qiao Shuang'er raised her eyebrows at Jing Yirong in satisfaction. Nalan Zhenqi was her ultimate goal for this trip. From the moment he recognized her in Yuluo Manor, he was destined to be his forever. As for the other women around him, she would just choose to ignore them.

Nalan Zhijin was sitting closest to Jing Yirong and Qiao Shuang'er, and he was the only one who could hear their whispered conversation. He turned his sympathetic gaze to Seventh Brother.

"The first thing you have to do now is to release my subordinates, and stop talking to us with Xiao Yan's face, I can't accept that my subordinates have become so lively." Jing Yirong said The words increased in volume.

Qiao Shuang'er nodded softly, "It's a trivial matter." After turning around and giving Nalan Zhenqi a bright smile, she ran directly into Xiao Yan's room.

"Master." Nalan Zhenqi looked embarrassed, "You want Miss Qiao to live in the palace?"

Jing Yirong glanced at Nalan Zhenqi, "Since when did you start taking care of my decisions?"

"Zhenqi dare not," Nalan Zhenqi immediately shut up. Qiao Shuang'er's appearance was too obvious. It's not okay to be a fool, but what he is worried about is Yueya's reaction. He is afraid that the rapprochement he has finally established with Yueya will disappear because of Qiao Shuang'er's appearance.

Jing Yirong turned around and supported Nalan Zhijin, "Today's exercise is over first, and starting tomorrow, I don't want to become a waste, so I will get out of bed and walk for an hour every day."

"Well," Nalan Zhijin nodded obediently, and then lowered his voice, "Master, do you like Sister Qiao more than Sister Yueya?"

Jing Yirong paused, "Who told you to call me Sister Yueya?"

"Seventh brother." Nalan Zhijin answered honestly. The master didn't object to being called Sister Qiao Shuang'er, but was displeased with being called Sister Yueya. Does it mean that he guessed right, "Master, why don't you like Sister Yueya?"

Jing Yirong's tone was gloomy, "She can't let go of the hatred in her heart, and she will take revenge sooner or later. Nalan Zhijin, who have you met who would like her enemy?"