Demon Phoenix Evil Emperor: Killer Crazy Concubine

Chapter 83 A good show unfolds, "Nalan Zhenqi is my apprentice, you can like him, but don't think bad things about him." Jing Yirong warned.

"Hmph," Qiao Shuang'er disdainfully said, "Jing Yirong, don't think of everyone as you are, thinking that everything you do has a purpose. If Nalan Zhenqi is really my destined lover, how can I be willing?" It hurts a little bit, I like him before it's too late."

"This is the best." Jing Yirong closed her eyes and began to rest her mind. Since An Wan is openly against her, she doesn't need to keep her any longer. As for Nalan Nanxian, she should let him know that she was born. What kind of virtue is a father?

Qiao Shuang'er turned her head and opened the curtains to look at the silent official road outside the window, feeling the sobriety of Leng Jianblowing pointing at her cheek.She is sick, she has been sick since she was born, so she has been sick for a long time, she will leave this world at any time, so she has to hurry up to like someone, Nalan Zhenqi is the first person she met The man who was interested afterwards, whether she likes it or not, now she wants to stay with him.

Brother Liumo said that there is a kind of person whose blood can save her, but if Brother Liumo falls in love with that person, how can she let him save her with his own life.

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When Nalan Zhenqi made arrangements for the Jing clan, it was already the next morning, and when he returned to the Tai's womb, it happened to be time for breakfast.

Qiao Shuang'er laid out the bowls and chopsticks for Nalan Zhenqi graciously, and pulled Nalan Zhenqi to sit next to her, "Come and have some porridge after a hard night."

"Sister Qiao, sister Xiao Yan served this bowl of porridge for me," Nalan Zhijin pouted and watched Qiao Shuang'er take the bowl of porridge in front of Nalan Zhenqi with his own eyes.

Qiao Shuang'er patted the top of Nalan Zhijin's head, "You can't let your seventh brother, he has been busy all night, so it's like you are like a pig these days, either eating or sleeping."

"Because I was injured, and I was injured to save Brother Seven." Nalan Zhijin protested dissatisfied, extremely aggrieved.

Qiao Shuang'er paused, "You were injured to save Nalan Zhenqi?"

"En." Nalan Zhijin nodded solemnly, for fear that Qiao Shuang'er would not believe it, "If you don't believe it, you can ask Seventh Brother."

Seeing Nalan Zhenqi nodding, Qiao Shuang'er quickly scratched her head, glanced sideways at Nalan Qingyi, took the porridge from his hand and put it in front of Nalan Zhijin, "You didn't save Nalan Zhenqi, last night Even holding An Wan back, her carrier pigeon flew out, so stop drinking the porridge."

Nalan Qingyi looked at the empty hand, and Qiao Shuang'er's words made him feel guilty, "I'm sorry, if it wasn't my mistake last night, I wouldn't have hurt you."

"Brother Prince, don't apologize, no one would have thought that An Wan would contact Ge Jiangke in that way." Nalan Zhenqi glanced at Qiao Shuang'er, and hurriedly comforted Nalan Qingyi.

Nalan Qingyi looked at Jing Yirong, Jing Yirong was eating breakfast by himself, as if he didn't see their discussion.

Yue Ya handed Nalan Zhenqi a bun, "You were tired last night, eat more."

"Thank you," Nalan Zhenqi took it with a smile, and pushed the porridge in front of him to Nalan Qingyi, "Brother Prince, I'll just eat the porridge, and I'll just eat the steamed stuffed bun."

Seeing this, Qiao Shuang'er's enthusiastic emotions were instantly extinguished by a bucket of ice water, and she became sickly.

Nalan Zhijin looked at the silent Qiao Shuang'er, and suddenly felt a little sympathetic to her.

Jing Yirong finished eating, "Zhenqi, start practicing martial arts after breakfast, don't be lazy."

"What?" Qiao Shuang'er immediately swelled up like an inflated balloon, "Jing Yirong, are you mistaken, Nalan Zhenqi didn't sleep at all last night, if you really want to practice martial arts, you can let this little Fat pigs should not let Nalan Zhenqi practice martial arts."

"You are the little chubby pig!" Nalan Zhijin's sympathy just now disappeared, he was obviously very thin, why did he always talk about him.

Jing Yirong turned a deaf ear to Qiao Shuang'er's words, stood up and went back to the room.

Qiao Shuang'er's cheeks puffed up with anger when she saw Zao Jing's clothes and faces ignoring her the whole time.Xiao Yan shook her head, she had never seen such a cute girl before, "Shuang'er, no one can change what the princess decides, if you are really for the seventh prince, why not practice martial arts with him."

"Yueya can accompany me," Nalan Zhenqi hurriedly said, Xiao Yan smiled at Qiao Shuang'er feeling a little embarrassed.

Qiao Shuang'er looked indifferent, "It doesn't matter, anyway, you are all practicing in the small courtyard. She will accompany you, and I can watch you two practice martial arts, and treat it as a free acrobatic performance." Qiao Shuang'er took Nalanzhen angrily. The porridge in front of Qi, "If you don't drink it, I will drink it myself."

"ah".Qiao Shuang'er was so angry that she drank in a hurry, and accidentally burned her mouth.

Nalan Zhijin burst out laughing immediately, and Nalan Zhenqi couldn't help laughing because of Qiao Shuang'er's blunt performance, and even thought Qiao Shuang'er was cute for a moment, even though it was troublesome.

Nalan Qingyi didn't care about other people's affairs at all. Ever since Jing Yirong left the dining table, he had been wanting to find Jing Yirong, pushed open Jing Yirong's door, and looked at the clean wound on Jing Yirong's forehead , "I'm sorry, it was all because of my mistake last night."

"It's nothing surprising that you're so stupid that you can't think of these things." Although Jing Yirong said it bluntly, there was no intention of blaming Nalan Qingyi in his tone.

Nalan Qingyi stepped forward and lightly brushed the wound on Jing Yirong's forehead, his brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes were filled with distress, "Does it hurt?"

"It's just a small injury." Jing Yirong softened his voice unnaturally, because Nalan Qingyi's distress was too obvious.

"I'm sorry," Nalan Qingyi said sincerely.

Jing Yirong pulled Nalan Qingyi's hand, "There is nothing to say sorry about."

Nalan Qingyi suddenly pulled Jing Yirong into his arms, "I have to say I'm sorry if I did something wrong. Yirong, if I do something else wrong in the future, will you forgive me so easily?"

"I don't answer hypothetical questions." Jing Yirong reached out and wrapped her arms around Nalan Qingyi's waist. When was she happy? She was used to such hugs, and she was used to resting in his arms after doing something. meeting.

The guilt in Nalan Qingyi's eyes disappeared, this is no longer a hypothetical question.

Jing Yirong felt that Nalan Qingyi's embrace was like a warm harbor, it would dilute the murderous aura in his heart, and people couldn't help but soften for it.Jing Yirong had enough rest and was full of energy, it was time to settle accounts with An Wan.

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When Jing Yirong stood in front of An Wan, An Wan tried her best to suppress the inexplicable fear in her heart, "The Crown Princess came to my palace today, I don't know what's going on."

"Why is the queen so nervous when she sees me?" Jing Yirong laughed, "Let me guess what the queen is going to do today? I guessed it. The most important thing should be to wait for the prime minister to come back and see if he can bring Good news, isn't it?"

An Wan looked shocked, "What are you talking about, I can't understand a word."

"It doesn't matter if you want to pretend to be me," Jing Yirong said indifferently, "As long as you are clear in your heart. But you may be disappointed when you end up being the queen. The prime minister probably won't be able to come back because I heard that the prime minister is sick. And it's very serious, and I really don't know how many days I can live."

"What do you mean by that?" An Wan looked nervous.

Jing Yirong stared at An Wan intently, "Queen, you are really worried about the prime minister."

"What did you do to him?" An Wan had completely lost her composure, she walked up to Jing Yirong, "Jing Yirong, what did you do?"

"An Wan, if you dare to let Ge Jiangke threaten me, you should want Ge Jiangke's fate." Jing Yirong said in a cold tone, "If you really want to know what happened to him, you can go and see him, but I guess the queen would not condescend to see a little prime minister, An Wan, do you know that I made a bet with Ge Jiangke yesterday."

"What bet?" An Wan looked wary.

Jing Yirong smiled, "Actually, it's not a big bet, it's just that Prime Minister Ge said that you would go to see him as soon as you heard that he was ill, but I didn't believe it, so we made this bet, if I lose I will You can let the prime minister go, but if he loses in the end, he said he is willing to tell me a secret."

"Secret?" An Wan was taken aback, Ge Jiangke would not drag their mother and son down before dying.

"Although I'm not interested in other people's secrets, Prime Minister Ge plausibly said that this secret can make the prince's position more stable, so I couldn't help being curious." Jing Yirong saw that An Wan was flustered, "I I came here just to tell the queen that the prime minister's disease is contagious, so it's best for the queen not to visit him."

After Jing Yirong finished speaking, she walked out of An Wan's palace without looking back, and Xiao Yan followed Jing Yirong, "Will An Wan be fooled?"

"Yes," Jing Yirong said confidently, "Because she is selfish enough, she is so powerful now that she is too afraid of losing everything, so she will go to see Ge Jiangke and warn him not to tell everything."

"What if she doesn't go?" Xiao Yan was still worried, "Don't they still have pigeons to send messages?"

Jing Yirong stopped, "Xiao Yan, don't you know what kind of person An Wan is? Now that Ge Jiangke's action has failed, he can only bring threats to An Wan while he is alive, and only the dead can keep secrets. Wan won't stay with Ge Jiangke for another day. So she will definitely go to the Prime Minister's Mansion tonight, and I think it's time for Nalan Zhenhai to watch a good show."

"What is the princess going to do?"

"I'll see Nalan Zhenhai later, you go back to the palace first." After Jing Yirong finished speaking, he walked towards the imperial study room, without even giving him a briefing, he went in directly.

Nalan Zhenhai raised his head from a pile of memorials, "You are getting more and more courageous, and you dare to go straight to the imperial study."

"I'm here to inform you to watch a good show." Jing Yirong found a place to sit down without saluting, "You should have always hoped for a smooth excuse to abolish the queen, and now I can for you."

Jing Yirong knew too well that Nalan Zhenhai was annoyed at being suppressed by An Wan and her family all the time.

Nalan Zhenhai put down the brush in his hand, "What show? What time? Where can I watch it?"

"Tonight, at the Prime Minister's Mansion," Jing Yirong said in a condescending manner, "As for the drama, of course you have to watch it to feel it, and it would be pointless to tell you directly now."

Nalan Zhenhai raised his thick eyebrows, and he already had some confidence in his heart, "I will follow you to see what the show is about."

"Don't be late," Jing Yirong stood up, "Because this scene will be very exciting, so you can't miss it."