I am four and a half years old, and I am the daughter of a villain and tyrant.

Huh!Xiao Qiqi blended into the darkness of the prison, and Xiao Qiqi seemed to see the shadow become a spirit. The Imperial Army moved closer to the torch, and Xiao Qiqi finally saw clearly the two people's big black eyes, thick lips, and explosive curls. She is somewhat face-blind and looks like she must be a woman.

All of a sudden, I thought of the bright white teeth of black Africans.

Xiao Wuji explained calmly, "These two black beauties are the Kunlun slaves given to me by Emperor Nanzhao. They came from Nanyang, and their skin color is different from the people here."

Nan Xuanye's original intention was to give her as a concubine, but he felt a little reluctant, so he sent her to the gatekeeper of Shura Prison.

When Xiao Qiqi was in modern times, he went to Guangzhou to clean people's stoves and saw many black people, which were still very rare in ancient times.

She touched her chin with her little hand, and asked casually, "What are your names?"

The black slave's eyes were clear and his words were lame, "Your Highness, the slave's name is Wendina. This is the slave's sister, Wobaozhen Budas Ni. You can call her Ni."

Xiao Qiqi's eyebrows twitched, feeling that her sister's name seemed like a curse.

It is said that Kunlun slaves are very loyal once they choose their master.

And being invisible at night makes him a good candidate for being a secret guard.

At that time, she begged Xiao Wuji to give them to her.

Xiao Wuji was a little surprised. What fun did the two black men have? He really couldn't guess Zai'er's thoughts.

Queen Yuan also wondered whether Qiqi wanted to learn English.

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That night, Xiao Wuji took Xiao Qiqi directly to the Yangxin Hall. As soon as he put her to sleep, Chengxi rushed back from outside with a solemn face and carefully reported back: "Your Majesty, the imperial concubine refused to drink poisonous wine. She said it was her fault. Knowing this, I want the emperor to keep his promise.”

Xiao Wuji glanced at Xiao Qiqi, who was sleeping soundly, and calmly extinguished the flickering candlelight on the bedside.

She whispered: "She did not tell that Qiqi was in Shura Prison, but she took it out of context and wrote it out cleanly. Ling Hui is dead. Even if the imperial concubine is alive, it will be difficult for her in the future. She will be demoted to a full rank and moved to the cold palace. If there is a chance, Do it again.”

"The old slave will do it now."

After Cheng Xi left, Xiao Wuji sat by the bed, his back lonely. He took out his silk handkerchief, wiped the glistening saliva from the corner of Xiao Tuanzi's lips with pity, lowered his head and muttered to himself: "Xiao Tuanzi, father The emperor only has one daughter, you must be well, I am still waiting for you to take care of her until you die."

He listened to the sound of rain outside, suppressed the sadness on his expression, and returned to the desk to continue reviewing the remaining memorials. He knew that only when he was strong could he have enough power to ensure Xiao Qiqi's future.

At the fourth watch, he was so tired that he fell asleep on the shore. In a hazy state, he seemed to see Nancheng Magnolia, as fragrant as snow. The sunshine of that year dispelled the coldness in his body, and he seemed to be stimulated and woke up.

I smelled the fragrance of magnolia in my dream, "Qing'er." Her voice was extremely clear.

The Bianhua Xuanjin cloak slipped from his shoulders and spread out on the floor, looking graceful and gorgeous.

"Qing'er, please don't leave." He grabbed Yuan Qing'er's hand and buried his head in it.

Yuan Qing'er didn't stop, looking at him faintly. Ever since the establishment of Dazhao, this man has always been so helpless in front of her.

She glanced at the window sill and Xiao Qiqi behind the moon cave door, then lowered her voice and said, "I see that you are getting more energetic. You discovered that the pot of cinnabar and red plums is poisonous."

He raised his head and said: "In the Yi Mei Garden in Nanzhao, I found a cinnabar red plum. It was originally unique to Tubi, but Qiqi trampled the potted flower to pieces."

"I promise to stay with her forever."

Yuan Qing'er pulled away her hand, feeling a little strangely sour in her heart: "Qiqi is so good, he can even bring back your desire to die."

Xiao Qiqi's grandma made a cry in her sleep, which made Yuan Qing'er feel happy both physically and mentally. She couldn't resist Xiao Tuanzi's cuteness.

Xiao Wuji's expression was relaxed, as if he had encountered a huge problem: "You also said that you don't have me in your heart, and you even make Qi Qi jealous." '

"I don't. I only like Qiqi. It's your own fault." Although Yuan Qing'er denied it with some emotion, she still felt awkward.

Xiao Wuji glanced at her, poured himself a cup of tea, and murmured: "Qiqi is my daughter, and you are Qiqi's adoptive mother. I like Qiqi, and you also like Qiqi. A family should love each other." , I can understand that you adore your husband and are jealous of your children, and I will hold a bowl of water level. '

Yuan Qing'er felt that he was like an annoying mosquito, buzzing. If he wasn't worried about waking up Qiqi, the truth would fly up and kick him to death. She suppressed her anger, her face was very bad, and even her voice was deep. Terrifying, "Your Majesty, you are really eloquent, why don't you ride on the wind and soar ninety thousand miles."

Xiao Wuji slowly drank a cup of tea and said in a clear voice: "I have Qinggong, so I don't need to ride on the wind. Although I can't go straight to the sky, it is still feasible to go up to the room and look at the stars and the moon. Do you want me to take you flying?"

The rain outside started to patter again.

Yuan Qing'er's dark eyes seemed to be filled with murderous intent, and her tone suddenly turned down, "I am weak and not lucky enough to go up to the room to blow the cold wind. The emperor should put his left foot and right foot shoulder to shoulder with the sun to show your kindness."

Xiao Wuji listened attentively, raised his tea cup and took a sip. The tea flowed down his thin lips into his clothes. His slender jade-like fingers wiped the tea from his collarbone. The collar was loosened a little, and his narrow eyes were misty. "Qing'er, you are weak because your yin energy is too strong. You should come to me more often to replenish your yang energy."

If Yuan Qing'er hadn't seen the tea leaves in the cup with her own eyes, she would have thought that he had drunk ten pounds of Erguotou. The drunken look on his face was simply outrageous. She crumpled up a handkerchief in panic and threw it at his face. , "You'd better keep that yang energy of yours to replenish yourself."

After Xiao Wuji took off the handkerchief, he saw her running figure, with a sinister smile on his lips, as Qing'er always said some unpleasant words to drive him out because he couldn't control himself.

He smiled and put the snow-white silk handkerchief into his pocket and returned it to her next time.

Xiao Tuanzi was snoring heavily and looked unshakable. His sleepiness dissipated, he put on his black brocade cloak and continued to read the book.

It rained all night and cleared up the next day.

Xiao Qiqi sat up from the dragon bed suddenly and saw the pearl outside the curtain. Her mind was completely clear, so she really fell asleep at her father's place last night. She originally planned to go back to Weiyang Palace to sleep.

She raised the bed curtains and asked Pearl to find out that her father was diligent and read the book all night last night and went to court in a hurry before dawn. There had not been a drop of rain in Hedong since the beginning of the year. All the millet seedlings in the area had died of drought. That place was one of the major grain-producing towns in Dazhao, and the ministers were all worried about it.

Xiao Qiqi is still thinking about what happened last night. She is not used to sleeping with others, and neither is her father.