[Entertainment bts] Big black princes

It was a dance class this morning, and Mr. Sun arranged for his favorite dance captain, Zheng Haoxi, to help him figure out moves for a group of kids because of an emergency.

The wings of Jin's dance are as always "beautiful and overwhelming", with its magical steps, Dapeng spreads its wings on the edge of the fragile nerves of the third brother in the most peaceful dormitory.

Jin Shuozhen is obviously the oldest, but she is more coquettish than the youngest. When she saw Zheng Haoxi, the corners of her mouth drooped and she immediately pouted.Jin Nanjun's apologetic smile is like a naive baby bear, and the dimples on his cheeks always look silly.

Zheng Haoxi has always been soft-hearted, and when the two of them put on an aggrieved expression, they were reluctant to talk about them, so they drove them aside to be with Min Yunqi, who was ordered to recuperate for two days because of her leg injury, and went to teach him the most. Don't worry brothers.

Jin Xiongxiong, who was disgusted by his relatives, scratched the back of his head, and spontaneously went to a corner to sit down and rest. His limbs were already stiff, and his physical strength was not as good as Hao Xi and his younger brothers who practiced dance all the year round. After practicing for a while, his thighs felt a little sore.

After taking a sip and recovering my breath, I took out my mobile phone to listen to a demo I just wrote a few days ago and make some revisions, when I was suddenly caught by the red message prompt on the kkt software.

"Oh!" Jin Nanjun opened his eyes wide, raised his head and looked around, Min Yunqi was sitting on the side modifying the rap words, Jin Shuozhen corrected his movements in front of the mirror, Hao Xi and Maknae Line were practicing dance... very good, no one Watch out for him...

Jin Nanjun swallowed, and opened the chat box.

【Everything is going well, thank you】

【have you eaten? 】

It seems to be cute by this extraordinarily down-to-earth greeting, and the original nervousness was replaced by a sense of humor. I can't help thinking about the real person asking "Have you eaten?" in a serious way...

[puff! ] Jin Nanjun clenched his fist against his mouth to prevent him from laughing out loud, Mo, is the contrast cute?

But after thinking about it, the smile faded slightly, Milan was nearly 7 hours later than Seoul, so it should be early morning on Mir's side? !The message shows that it was sent just 1 minute ago. Are you still awake so late?

[Ah, I ate it!I'm in dance class right now!On the other hand, it should be early morning in Milan. Did I disturb your rest?Mi Ah Nei, it doesn't matter if you don't reply! 】

[It's almost 1 o'clock in the morning, and I just finished my work.Sorry, I didn't see your message just now. ] The message was unexpectedly quickly answered.

【Ah, it's okay!Originally, I just wanted to say hello to you... I added a friend but haven't sent a message yet...] It seems that I feel a little awkward to write like this, so I hurriedly added a sentence.

[Wow Italy... I haven't had a chance to travel yet... The capital of art, I really want to see the buildings there kkkk】

【Want to see it? 】

【…Eh? 】

Milan went to the window and opened the curtains. The apartment is located on Solari Avenue, which is a fashion district in Milan just like Tortona Avenue. The architectural style is mainly Baroque and Gothic, with rich decoration and free carving.

The shops on the street have long been closed, and the orange street lights and the crescent moon in the sky are the only bright colors in this sleepy neighborhood.

Mir opened the window and turned his phone to the moonlight, took a photo of the street and sent it to Jin Nanjun.

[When we debut, I'll bring you here. 】

Jin Nanjun didn't know what mood he was in, it was a little sour and a little sweet, as if...was given a reassurance, yes...debut...they will definitely make a debut!

It's obviously a child who is three years younger than him, isn't he? How could he say such handsome words... It's so heartbreaking...

Jin Nanjun pursed his lips, clicked on the photo Mier sent, and saved it to his phone.

[Uh that, thank you!I mean, I must be very tired when I first arrived in Milan. After all, there is jet lag... Let's go to bed early! 】

【great, good luck. 】

Jin Nanjun stared at the last two words for a while, and then exited the chat interface after a while. He clasped his hands and straightened up, stretched his waist, let out a long breath, and suddenly removed the It's a very good anxiety that even a few of my bedmates haven't noticed.

He is the core and captain of the men's team that has already been determined. When others are still worrying about their debut seats, he can be said to be the one with the least pressure.

It should be like this.

But he was worried that he would not be able to bear the responsibility of the captain, that he would live up to President Fang's expectations of him, worried that the seven people in the dormitory would not be able to debut together in the end, and was confused about whether the future was worth his current efforts.

The inextricable melancholy is intertwined, leaving him in an indescribable anxiety, but saying this kind of thought inevitably makes people feel that he is showing off, and he is not willing to add trouble to his elder brother and younger brother. Pretend to be calm and dependable.

In fact... Maybe what he has been waiting for is someone who is willing to recognize his efforts and tell him that the future is promising.

…It’s meaningless to think so much now, the only way to go is to make a debut is the most important thing, if you don’t make a debut, everything is just fantasy.

Jin Nanjun turned his head to Min Yunqi who was resting against the wall, dimpled from his smile: "Brother Yunqi."

Min Yunqi opened one eye and turned her head sideways: "Huh?"

"When your legs are better, go somewhere with me."

We will definitely continue to work hard, so... please keep watching us...

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Elite, as the world's first modeling company, has a very comprehensive training plan and course arrangement for its models, and its resource allocation is far beyond that of ordinary small companies.

After going through 10 hours of intensive courses a day, Mir’s mind has been filled with various interviews, quotations and the most photogenic angles under the lights. A text message from Rex, asking her to come to the office.

Mill doubted that he lived in the company.

Rex was still wearing a well-fitting suit as the first day we met, and his hair was meticulously done. When he saw Mir come in, he stopped typing on the keyboard and leaned back on the back of the sofa chair, not in a hurry. He explained the purpose of calling her here, and first asked about Mir's feelings in class today.

Mill: "Most of them can understand, but they only stop at comprehension and need to be tested in practice."

"No, No, No." Rex shook his head, "I'm not a teacher, I don't care how much knowledge you memorized from the textbook, I just look at the results. I'm asking... the atmosphere in class... how do you feel Sample?"

Mill suddenly understood what Rex meant.

Except for a few high-value supermodels in the company, who can enjoy independently customized courses, the rest of the newcomers like them are all arranged in a unified way. Today, there are more than ten other models who are in class with her. Famous "predecessors", they form a circle of their own with pride.

At the end of the day, except for the other two girls who were selected with her at that time and greeted her, the rest of the people seemed to be ignoring her deliberately, and even the teacher asked her to answer questions in class, which would cause a furtive discussion.

Mir was as immobile as a mountain, and there were not many waves in his heart. The thoughts of these girls were not difficult to understand. It was just because she felt threatened because she was the one Rex had specified to leave. After all, the competition in this circle was too cruel. In Qianlang, even the same company will inevitably have quarrels in order to divide the cake.

Although Rex has an unpleasant temper, he is notoriously powerful in the resource channels behind him. Many girls are eager to be supported by him, but they don't want her to take the lead, so they are naturally unhappy.

What's more, she is still of yellow race.

Mir closed her eyes and sighed, thinking of the insulting words she heard just now, she only felt sad.

80 years later, the world's population is decreasing day by day, and people cherish every fresh life. As long as they are still alive, they are compatriots.

In this peaceful world, people are hurting each other because of meaningless things like skin color and national boundaries.

Ridiculous, but also sad.

"It's just some short-sighted people, not worth mentioning." Mir lowered his eyes, his full eyelashes covered the waves in his eyes, "The winners always write the history of the losers, as long as I win, even if I am wrong Yes."

As long as they can climb higher than them, who cares about the sour words of the weak.

Rex seemed to be taken aback by the indifference and arrogance in Mir's words, and looked her up and down as if seeing her for the first time: "I thought I raised a docile and obedient lamb, but I didn't expect it to be A lone wolf with its claws drawn has been brought in."

"Very good...very good...huh..." He seemed to have thought of something, couldn't help lowering his head and humming, and then used a kind of aria to tease, "I planned to comfort the little sheep who left the greenhouse for the first time to face the cold world , It seems that I am worrying too much."

Mir rolled her eyes in her heart, and forgive her for being presumptuous, the little sheep that Rex spoke of could break a person's hand bones with bare hands.

Rex probably had enough of laughing, and finally remembered the original intention of calling her here.

"Your portfolio has been completed ahead of time. I originally planned to arrange interview tasks for you later, but just now, I found that the progress may be shortened. With your nature, actual combat can make you faster than theory. Grow up."

He paused, took out a stack of organized materials from the left drawer, and handed it to Mir.

"Here are the 6 activities I picked for you. They are more suitable for a novice like you who has no experience. They can add a little color to your resume, and the chances of winning are relatively high.

Mill flipped through it, mainly magazine pages and fitting models.

"The interview time and the final release schedule of these activities are relatively tight, and you can choose 3 to 4 of them.

"Amica" is one of the top fashion magazines in Italy. This time it is to shoot the inside pages. It is a good choice for newcomers and has a high gold content; Guess's denim series is selecting young girls to shoot vlogs for promotion. I remember you first It’s amazing to wear jeans when the sky comes, this one is very suitable for you; the last one is Givenchy’s fitting model, this is a good opportunity for the brand to remember you.You must go to these three, and you can choose the rest that you are sure of. "

Mir listened carefully to Rex's analysis, and thought about it: "What if I go?"

The coffee in Rex's hand almost swirled out, and he raised his eyebrows: "Mir, let's not mention how many interviews you can win. The locations of these itineraries are scattered, but the schedule is very tight. If you want to go to all of them , I’m afraid you’ve become extravagant in the past few days even eating and sleeping.”

Mir remained silent, but his expression was clearly unwavering.

"Crazy..." Rex murmured blankly.

After a while, he raised one corner of his mouth, like a shark smelling blood.

The author has something to say: Let me tell you a secret, my love for Taitai comes from the resentment that I didn’t get Taika after buying more than N albums and memoirs

Originally, I said to Taitai: Ah, she looks good, she looks so small, anyway, I am a group fan, if I can’t get it, I can’t get it

Until the collection of the remaining six has been repeated and I haven't drawn a Taika: Hey, this little goblin caught my attention, I want to see how charming you really are little angel~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: Dream hit 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

☆、Fanwai [Qing Palace Chapter] 1

Breaking the 5-character easter egg, brainstorming and writing nonsense, no responsibility

Read the alert:

1. Bulletproof and Mill have never seen each other, they can be regarded as parallel eggs

2. The main background is Yanxi Palace, interspersed with some Ruyi settings

3. Concubine Zhao, who is glamorous and high-strength, of Buddhist origin x strayed into the deep palace to make heaven and earth, little fat egg

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Curls of thin smoke slowly escaped from the three-legged gilt incense burner and went straight up to the dome. The elegant aroma of agarwood diffused in the hall. The tea cup is placed on the nanmu table.

In front of the table, an elegant woman in a sky-blue cheongsam embroidered with hibiscus patterns is bending over to put stamens on the orchids on the rice paper, and the tassels on the side of the emerald tinsel on the back of her head hang down on the side of her cheeks. Shaking, the South Sea pearls falling from the bottom left a soft halo on the beautiful and white side face.

The little maid held her face beside her, full of intoxication: Her master is so beautiful!

Such a good-looking master...why do you lock yourself in this Xianfu Palace and don't want to go out...

"Your Majesty! Today's weather is so good, why don't you go to the Imperial Garden? Painting is fun, but painting every day is inevitably boring!"

The woman called Empress, whose real name is Guerjia Mierhui, is the former residence of Emperor Qianlong. Now the new emperor ascends the throne, canonized as a noble concubine, and is specially given the title "Zhao", which is taken from the title of "graceful, beautiful, soft, virtuous and bright". meaning.

Mirhui was sculpting the moth, and her eyes were only fixed on the orchid sketch under the brush, and she was not moved at all. She picked up the brush and dipped some paint to continue to fill in the gaps in the painting.

The little maid had no choice but to respond and was not discouraged. Obviously this was not the first time she encountered such a situation, she encouraged her even more emotionally: "I heard that a new Hualai crabapple has been planted in the empress's place. Sister Mingyu is here to invite the empress to watch it together! The empress hastened to like flowers the most, and it’s the queen’s invitation, so I can’t refuse it!”

The pen in his hand paused, an inaudible chuckle overflowed from his mouth, and the moment he raised his head, it was really full of spring.

"Only you talk too much."

It's not sad for the little palace maid to be scolded, she doesn't know that her mother has a cold face but the softest heart, she has never punished her servants, looking at the East and West Six Palaces, who doesn't covet the beauty of the Xianfu Palace!

Seeming to be interrupted by this chattering set of words one after another, he sighed helplessly, put down his pen, and prepared to go to the inner hall to get a collection of words that he hadn't finished reading.

The basin-soled shoes collided with the ground and made a uniform crisp sound. Suddenly, he stopped and raised his hand to stop the little maid who wanted to follow up to persuade her. Behind the curtain, there are layers upon layers, and there seems to be shadows moving, but they cannot be seen clearly.

The corners of her mouth were straightened, and without turning her head, she only whispered: "Lvyun, you go out and wait first, I didn't tell you not to come in." The tone was very calm.

The little palace maid Lu Yun was a little confused, but she was a slave after all, and she couldn't question her master, so she made a promise and retreated outside the hall to wait.

Mirhui stepped lightly, turned around and slowly pulled out the sword body from the black gold scabbard hanging on the screen, holding the hilt, and slowly approached the veil. After her own breathing slowed down, the surrounding subtle voices Russia becomes clearer.

There was more than one sound of someone breathing behind the curtain!Mierhui's eyes turned cold, she raised her hand and cut through the tulle that blocked her sight with a sword, and stabbed inward with the tip of the sword!

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The members of BTS have just finished their tour in Beijing. Due to the overly hot weather, the team leader Jin Nanjun suffered from severe heatstroke and had no choice but to miss the second half of the performance. It is self-blame.

Usually, I always take on the reliable role of enlightening others, but this time I became depressed, which made my teammates feel at a loss for a while.

Zheng Haoxi pondered for a moment, and suggested: "Ramon usually likes all kinds of artworks. The architecture and treasures of the Forbidden City in Beijing are famous all over the world. There will be a day off tomorrow. Why don't you take him to visit together."

Everyone agreed, and excitedly began to search for strategies.

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Jin Nanjun was pushed out of the door by several people early in the morning. A group of people shouted that it was too late. Jin Shuozhen dragged the half fried dough stick out of his mouth and threw it on the plate. He was surrounded by crowds without wiping his mouth. got in the car.

When he was standing in the queuing passage outside the Meridian Gate, Jin Nanjun was still a little dazed, but he didn't dare to look at him when he saw the erratic eyes of the little ones, as if he was afraid that he would be dragged out forcibly when he was angry. The brothers were uncharacteristically active , Desperately making jokes to adjust the atmosphere, Min Yunqi, who is usually the most lazy, started talking too much, and there was still something she didn't understand.

It's a little funny, but I'm more moved by the silent concern of my teammates.He smiled helplessly: "Okay, now that you're here, let's take a good look." As the captain, but still worrying his teammates, he is really incompetent.

The three youngest members immediately relaxed, and returned to the state of the small trumpet that made heaven and earth, their mouths kept moving, while the older brother Line secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

A group of people noisily followed the flow of people into the Meridian Gate, passing through the Hall of Supreme Harmony and the Hall of Preserving Harmony along the central axis. The bulletproof group of people were already shocked by the red walls and yellow tiles of the Forbidden City and the majestic and solemn atmosphere of Tianjia , the voice could not help but lowered, and the younger ones did not dare to jump around, for fear of disturbing this majestic and magnificent palace.

After crossing the Qianqing Gate, we should have gone straight through the Qianqing Palace, but the two tiger children, Kim Taehyung and Tian Zhengguo, didn’t want to squeeze the crowds. They were going to look at other places first and then come back. a drill.

Jin Shuozhen and Jin Nanjun are tired of taking care of their children every day, but the scenic spot can't make loud noises, so they can only suppress their complaints, and the rest of them quickly follow.The area here is too big, and once you get lost, it's hard to find.

Park Jimin originally thought that he was the most mature brother in the maknae line, and he couldn't mess around with the two naive younger brothers, until Tian Zhenguo secretly inserted a flower in his hair, Kim Taehyung immediately took out his mobile phone to take a picture, and in front of the brothers Laughing loudly, after all, he chased the two of them with an angry little milk voice.

Fuck his maturity!These two kids deserve a beating!

The three of them ran farther and farther along the promenade, and Jin Shuozhen blushed behind, raised his chin and couldn't help raising his voice: "Ah! You brats! Don't you think about my brother and my bones?" !Run so fast!"

Min Yunqi was so teased by several people that she lost her temper with laughter, supported her forehead and shook her head, Zheng Haoxi and Jin Nanjun looked at each other with wry smiles, and confirmed that they were normal people.

Jin Nanjun had no choice but to say, "Don't make noise in the scenic area."

The two teams, one behind the other, unknowingly arrived at the gate of a palace in the most northwest corner.

Park Zhimin looked up at the plaque on the gate. It was in traditional Chinese. He couldn't understand it, so he turned to ask for foreign help: "Brother Nan Jun! What is written on it?"

"So why don't you download the tour software on your mobile phone, you keep running inside, and people are looking at us strangely!" Min Yunqi complained like an old man with a drunken voice.

Jin Nanjun compared the electronic map on his mobile phone. Now they are located in the northwest corner of the Forbidden City, and the one facing them should be in the West Sixth Palace... "Xian...Fu... Palace." Every word was awkward pronounced in Korean.

"Salty? Is this the kitchen in the palace?" Tian Zhenguo asked naively, only thinking about eating.

Jin Nanjun: "Ani, the map says that this area is where concubines lived in ancient times, but it is not open to the public for the time being."

Kim Taehyung, who couldn't stay still, stuck to the door and wanted to look in through the crack of the door, but when he tried hard, he pushed it open!The heavy wooden door made a "squeak" sound, and a strong wind blew out from the cracked gap. Several people quickly raised their hands to cover their eyes and face.

When they opened their eyes, they found that they were no longer on the long corridor just now, but in a dormitory mainly made of wooden furniture. Behind them was a pear wood bed with golden silk cloud satin pillows and koi playing bead pattern quilts. On one side is a mahogany dressing table with a bronze mirror standing on it, and several unique pearl hairpins are placed on the table.

On the other side of the room is a screen with a picture of the death of ten thousand horses, and a golden brocade robe is hung on it.

Looking at the various decorations, this is clearly a girl's room!

But is there still someone who decorates the room so quaintly?

"Mo... Mo?!" They looked confused, weren't they outside just now, why did they enter the room in a blink of an eye?Are they dreaming?

There was a pleasant aroma in the air, and Tian Zhenguo couldn't help sniffing.

Park Zhimin leaned closer to the bronze mirror, and found that his face in the mirror was twisted into a ball, shouting like a famous painting, and looked away as if he couldn't bear to look directly.

The two of Zhenxi were so frightened by this weird scene that their eyes almost popped out of the window, but they were afraid of what might happen if they yelled, so they covered each other's mouths in unison, hugging each other pitifully and helplessly. Live each other for comfort.

Kim Taehyung picked up a three-color enamel bracelet on the table, touched it, and let out a wow, it looked so expensive.

Jin Nanjun never believed in ghosts and gods, but this time he was a little apprehensive. He turned around and asked everyone, "Do you remember what happened just now? Did anyone see how we got in?"

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, all shaking their heads in dismay.

Park Jimin muttered softly: "I just remember a gust of wind blowing, and I was here as soon as I opened my eyes..."

Min Yunqi touched the surface of the dressing table, and took a closer look at a hairpin inlaid with jade and bird feathers on the table. This kind of elegant design and exquisite workmanship cannot be done with the current craftsmanship. What an antique... He had a bad premonition in his heart.

Just when several people were at a loss, there was a faint conversation outside, like two young women, but the words seemed to be in Chinese, and the content could not be heard clearly.

Several people exchanged glances with each other, and squeezed behind the curtain, leaning against the cabinet on one side, stretching their necks and sticking out their buttocks, listening to the movement outside.

Jin Nanjun who was squeezed together to listen to the corner:? ? ?Shouldn't someone out there hurry up and say hello and figure out what's going on?

I'm often out of tune with you because I don't have enough sand sculptures. 【Bear indifference.jpg】

The conversation outside gradually subsided, and the footsteps of "Tuk Tuk" got closer, like the sound of a girl walking in high heels.

Several people became tense in an instant, and asked each other what to do with mouth shapes. They missed the opportunity to say hello just now, and it was inevitable that they would look a little abrupt when they went out now. Besides, they couldn't explain the reason for entering the room suddenly, and they would definitely be regarded as strange by then. people.

Several people thought at the same time that if this was sent to the bureau and made the news, Fang PD would probably spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Reason tells them that they should look for a time machine first (…), but there is obviously no place here, and there is nowhere to hide. They can only keep their hands in front of them and remain submissive, hoping that the master will allow them later because of their good attitude. Explain a few sentences.

The sound of footsteps with a peculiar sense of rhythm suddenly stopped one meter away from the gauze curtain. Standing behind the curtain, Jin Nanjun, with his excellent eyesight, could already faintly see a slender and graceful figure on the opposite side.

Zheng Haoxi couldn't help swallowing, and several people held their breath.

The crisp sound of metal scratching broke the condensed air, the veil that blocked the view was cut by a sharp sword, and a cold light came out of the waves of the layers of cloth, and directly aimed at the face of Jin Nanjun who was standing in the front. Door.

Jin Nanjun's gaze slowly moved down, and his eyes suddenly became dull. A long sword that could cut off his head was only 3 inches away from the tip of his nose. He felt that he could smell the unique fishy smell on iron.

Jin Shuozhen pulled a few frightened children over, pushed them back, and stood in front to protect them with his backhand. If he didn't look at his trembling hands, he could be called calm and calm.

Min Yunqi and Zheng Haoxi were also taken aback, their expressions immediately changed, they held Jin Nanjun's arms from left to right and stood with him, looking forward with some horror.

The hand holding the hilt of the sword is the first thing that comes into view in the fluttering curtain. The fingers are really light white. There are long hollow gold fingertips on the little finger and the ring finger, making the fingers even more slender.

The one holding the sword is a young woman wearing a satin gown, which is embroidered with patterns of unknown flowers. He was wearing a flat hat-like headdress made of unknown material, embellished with delicate emerald blue and snow blue pearl hairpins, a tassel made of pearls hung from one side of the hat and swayed back and forth, and The three pairs of gold-encrusted jade ear pliers clipped on the ears are in harmony with each other.

Her eyes were so imposing that they almost blurred her exquisite facial features.

The lips are full, but the edges of the lips are concealed with powder, and only a touch of crimson red is applied on the inner part of the lips, which looks a bit deserted and dull, but it also makes the eyebrows and eyes look deep, the eyelashes are like crow feathers, and the eyes are like cold waves.

Graceful and glamorous.

The beauty's sharp eyebrows and eyes, like Hong's sword aura, made people feel even more excited. The hand holding the sword stopped firmly in midair, and the scrutiny in his eyes scraped across their skin like a dagger.

"It's so bold that you dare to barge into the inner courtyard of the palace with bare hands..."

"It's simply presumptuous!"

Mirhui lowered her face.

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☆、Fanwai [Qing Palace Chapter] 2

Reading tips: language family distinction

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"It's just... presumptuous!"

I was shocked by Mirhui's low shout. Although I couldn't understand, the expression and tone are always universal. The expression of the person in front of me... obviously doesn't mean welcome...

A little cold sweat broke out on Min Yunqi's forehead, she grabbed Jin Nanjun's arm and pulled it back carefully, in order to keep a little distance from the sword tip, but she froze under Mierhui's implied warning glance.Zheng Hao's legs were already weak, and he couldn't tell whether he was holding Jin Nanjun or relying on Jin Nanjun's strength to stand up, the corners of his mouth were bent downwards, and his face was pale.

Jin Nanjun felt that the current situation was not optimistic, and it was also very magical. His heart beat was almost overloaded, cold sweat slid down the side of his cheeks from his forehead, his brain was in a mess, and he couldn't make sense of it all. How did it happen?

Looking at Min Yunqi and Zheng Haoxi with ugly faces beside him, thinking of the elder brother and younger brothers who were still standing behind him, his chaotic mind finally regained a little clarity, no, my teammates are still by my side, and I can’t even Out of order!Jin Nanjun managed to regain his composure.

[We are not weird people, so sorry!We...we could leave right now! ] Jin Nanjun stumbled and felt bad after explaining, what if someone doesn't understand Korean? !But none of them can speak a coherent Chinese!

If you don’t do it again in English, it’s more likely that you can understand the international language. Jin Nanjun thinks it makes sense, and is about to say: "Sorry, we..."

Mierhui's eyes were fixed, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, she hesitated and asked [Are you Koreans of the Lee family? ]

She was born in the Wanyan Guerjia clan of Zhenghuang Banner in Manchuria. Her General Ama Guerja guarded the Changbai Mountains and the territory north of the Yalu River all year round, and looked out for the Qing Dynasty's submissive North Korea, which was obedient but harbored ulterior motives.She grew up in the military barracks since she was a child, and she has been influenced by Ama and the liaison officers in the army. Over time, she also knows a thing or two about Korean.

[oh! ]

[Can speak Korean!Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…]

[saved…]

Hearing Mierhui's slightly jerky Korean, several people breathed a sigh of relief, as long as they can communicate, at least they can speak clearly.

Min Yunqi frowned, and found something was wrong: [Lee's Joseon? ] when is this called

Tian Zhengguo seems to be a little more courageous now because he can communicate in his mother tongue, and he took the initiative to poke a round head from behind his elder brother: [Ani, we are Koreans, not North Koreans. ]

Mirhui slightly raised a thin eyebrow on one side, as if thinking about it, but she didn't get any useful information: [Korea?What country is this?Never heard of it. ]

Jin Nanjun was stunned: [Huh?Just... just kidding...] His voice trembled a little.

Several people were stunned. Except for children who have not yet been enlightened, how could anyone have never heard of Korea?But judging by the woman's expression, she doesn't seem to be fake, what's going on! ?

Min Yunqi's bad premonition has been verified. With these exquisitely crafted "antiques", the woman's strange dress and speaking tone, he boldly guessed that this place might not be the original time and space... A chill shot up his spine.

The relationship between North Korea and the Qing Dynasty has always been delicate. These people suddenly appeared in the harem, and it happened to be in her bedroom. Mier Hui couldn't help thinking: [Is it the concubine Jin who asked you to come? ]

Seeing that her questions were all incomprehensible, Zheng Haoxi, who was already nervous, shook his lips, and his voice had a hint of crying: [What are you talking about... I don't understand...]

Park Zhimin looked around, rolled up the corner of his clothes with his fingers, and asked tentatively: [Are you filming?Is there a hidden camera here? ]

Jin Shuozhen reluctantly brought up a dry smile: "This is... too realistic."

[PDnim! Photography teacher!Are you there? ] Kim Taehyung questioned the air around him in a whisper.

Mierhui frowned, seemingly impatient: [I don't know what it means...]

"Green Yun!"

"Your Majesty! What are your orders?" Hearing the summons, Lu Yun walked into the inner hall with her head bowed and Xiao Sui.

"Go and call the guards with swords in charge of the inner court."

Lu Yun raised her head in surprise: "Why do you suddenly have to summon the guards... Ah! Madam! Why did you still ask for a knife and axe? Inside... Is there anything in it?!" She shrank her shoulders with some fear.

Mirhui's pupils shrank suddenly, and she turned her head to confirm the puzzled expression on Lu Yun's face. She seemed...not to see the few people in front of her.

The BTS found that this little girl who was also dressed strangely and seemed to be an attendant came in, her eyes were not focused on them at all, even if she poked her head in their direction, she just passed by, her eyes seemed to directly penetrate them.

[elder brother!That girl...seems like she can't see us...] Kim Taehyung tugged at the hem of Kim Seokjin's clothes in front of him, and whispered what he found.

Jin Shuozhen observed the girl carefully, and when he glanced past them, there was no reflection of them in his eyes.

Park Jimin carefully raised his hand, and waved it in front of the girl when he looked over, but found that he didn't attract the other party's attention, turned his head and muttered to Kim Taehyung: [It seems that we really can't see us...]

Mierhui's hand holding the sword was clenched for a moment, and the green and jade-like meridian on the back of the hand was clearly visible, but suddenly she lost her strength, and slowly lowered the hand holding the sword, controlling her tone of voice: "It's nothing... I saw it just now. A moth flew by, it was just frightened, you step back and tell the little eunuch in charge of the flower garden to be careful, don't let these bugs fly in."

Luyun does not doubt that there is him, her master is not afraid of snakes and mice, but only afraid of the little insects, no matter what crawls on the ground or flies in the sky, she really changes her face when she sees it. She has seen the empress with her own eyes. A praying mantis slashed the priceless golden nanmu desk with a single sword.

Now it is reasonable to move the sword because of a moth.

In response, he bowed and left.

Jin Nanjun regained his breathing rhythm because of the evacuated murder weapon, a gust of cold wind poured into his parched throat, causing him to cough a few times.

Min Yunqi and Zheng Haoxi supported him to take a big step back, Jin Taehyung hugged his brother Nanjun's waist from behind, he was scared to death just now.

Seeing that they looked "brotherly" and that they were not treacherous or vicious, the chill in her heart subsided a little, but her guard was still in her eyes. Shocking short hair that didn't even reach the shoulders, three of them turned out to be extremely blond hair color different from ordinary people, more like missionaries from Eastern Europe.

Mirhui's expression was subtle: [What are you? ]

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