Concubine Ning, one of the emperor's love

Chapter 82
Oh, he was undressing her, wondering where to start.

Wen Qi gasped, twitched her eyelashes, half-squinted her eyes, and looked around with a smile that was alluring.

Qin Mi pursed her thin lips, smiled slightly, seemed distressed, and slowly twisted her fingers: "After unlocking your acupoints, you should be troubled again."

so?
Wen Qi stared, only to see Qin Mi raise her hand, the wick extinguished, and the darkness filled the sky and darkness. She froze all over. In the darkness, Qin Mi's breath was approaching, her waist loosened, and the jade belt fell down...

The wind rolled up the tassels, and in the hibiscus tent, the soul was once haunted.

After a while, there was a roar in the tent.

"Qin Mi, you bastard!"

The earth shakes and the mountains shake...

In the dim darkness, I could vaguely see a little man jumping up and down, pounced, held down the man, kicked him out, rolled his tassels, and pulled——

Boom!The candlestick fell down, and the fire ignited and glowed brightly. Suddenly, it was as bright as day, and the smoke filled the air.

The fire blazed everywhere, and within a moment, it was scorching, and the fire was raging and spreading.

She said: Qin Mi, where can I escape!
He said: Wen Qi, hold me tight.

Outside the hall, in the dead of night, the sound is even louder.

After a stick of incense, in Qianxi Palace, the palace servants rushed to report: "Your Majesty, something has happened."

In the inner hall, there was a game of chess set up on the desk. Emperor Yan held the white stones, Concubine Qian held the black stones, and a slender finger dropped a black stone: "Your Majesty, it's your turn."

The voice is quiet and quiet, the woman is dressed in a bright red palace attire, with a little makeup, and a pair of eyes that are dark and dark purple.

Emperor Yan didn't raise his head, but dropped his head and said, "Say."

The palace man replied: "Hanzhang Palace is flooded."

Emperor Yan raised his head suddenly, his eyes were full, and his tone was sharp, he hurriedly asked, "Where's Qin Mi?"

Concubine Qian's hand paused slightly, barely audible.

Hanzhang Palace is on fire, what should Qin Mi do?Is it a natural disaster?Or a man-made disaster?Can there be a game in the game?Or chain meter?How can we not think about it, in this palace, any wind and grass may cause turbulent waves, not to mention that the person who lives in Hanzhang Palace is Qin Mi, the man who has the ability to overthrow the Great Yan Dynasty Hall.

Emperor Yan panicked and urged: "Tell me quickly, where is Qin Mi?"

The palace man didn't care to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and replied repeatedly: "The fire is too big, and there is no sign of the sixth prince."

Emperor Yan frowned, thoughtful, on a severe winter day, fine sweat broke out between his brows.

The Hanzhang Palace was on fire and Qin Mi disappeared. The fire was burning too strangely. If Qin Mi knew how the fire started without his letting it go, then, if it was not accidental, then it was intentional.

Emperor Yan couldn't figure it out at all, tens of thousands of thoughts were on his brows, and the more they tightened, the palace people trembled, the more they waited, the more flustered they became, and they asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, should this fire be saved or not?"

Emperor Yan suddenly turned back his lips and sneered: "Save, of course we must." After falling down again, he gave up, looked out the window, his eyebrows relaxed, and his expression shrewd. According to my decree, King Chang Yu will lead the Imperial Forest Army with three thousand troops to fight the fire in Hanzhang Hall."

The east wind at night, the fire is too fast...

The meaning of the eight characters is unknown, and the palace servants seemed to understand but did not understand, and only said: "Observe the order."

Emperor Yan got up: "Show the Hanzhang Hall."

A group of people turned on the lights and left the Qianxi Hall, leaving the chess game unsolved.

Concubine Qian held a son, held it in her plain hand, and dropped it, only one son, a big win, she sneered, hummed softly, and mocked with her lips curled up: "Old man, are you living too comfortably?"

Raising her hand and brushing the chessboard, Concubine Qian stood up, stared at the scene outside the window, and stared in the direction of Hanzhang Hall, lost in thought for a long time.

The young palace maid took a cloak and said, "Madam, it's windy, be careful of catching a cold." She is the female official in charge of Qianxi Palace, and everyone in the palace calls her Aunt Shichu.

(End of this chapter)