Mad concubine returns, prince get away

Chapter 18
Everyone couldn't help breathing, and when they came to their senses later, they looked at Yin Qingge in the hall and couldn't help but become thoughtful.

Fu Jinchen glanced at Yin Qingge with dark eyes. It really became more and more interesting for a girl in a boudoir to show the meaning of killing without reservation in a painting.

Yin Qingge smiled faintly, "Qing Ge once read about the heroic appearance of the Emperor Taizu on the battlefield in the history books, and he admired him, so he drew such a scene based on what was written in the book, but Qing Ge was too inexperienced to describe Taizu Twelve out of ten emperors."

Emperor Ming also went to the battlefield when he was young, and seeing this painting at this time, he couldn't help but think of the past. Although the battlefield was bitter, it was really the most real life that Emperor Ming lived in his life.

"Okay!" Emperor Ming patted the table, looked at Yin Qingge with a faint admiration in his eyes, and said with a smile, "Second Miss Yin's painting is very heartfelt, come here, and give me a new set of glazed jade jewelry Give it to Miss Yin Er."

As soon as the words fell, Yun Zhaoyi involuntarily squeezed the grapes in her hands, Yin Huanyan's eyes suddenly showed jealousy, her expression was distorted, and when she looked up, she saw Yin Qingge was looking at her with a smile, and there was still a trace of jealousy in her eyes. ridicule.

Yin Qingge withdrew his gaze, saluted Emperor Ming Yingying, and said softly, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Second sister is so talented, why do you hide it from my sister on weekdays? Our own sisters, second sister is afraid that my sister will surpass you?" Yin Huanyan looked at Yin Qingge who had returned to her seat with hatred, and asked with a smile on her lips. .

Yin Qingge couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard the words, and said calmly: "Third sister's words mean that she doesn't know my talent, but the behavior of third sister just now is really puzzling. Could it be that she wants to embarrass me by going up?"

The smile on Yin Huan's face froze, and he said embarrassingly: "Second sister was joking, why would my sister do this?"

"Why did you do this, don't you know?" Yin Qingge sneered, like a poppy blooming, and said in a low voice: "Yin Huanyan, you and your aunt have hurt me many times, I will never let you go! "

Yin Qingge's eyes were dark, as if a ghost had broken free from them, "Ah!" Yin Huanyan screamed suddenly, stepped back as if frightened, pointed at Yin Qingge tremblingly, speechless .

Seeing that everyone's eyes were attracted by Yin Huanyan's scream, Yin Qingge immediately got up and walked towards Yin Huanyan, with a worried look on his face, and said softly, "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't come over!" Yin Huanyan screamed before recovering from the shock just now.

Yin Qingge paused, his expression was downcast, his eyes were full of hurt, then he took a step back and said softly: "Sister, calm down, if you care so much about me being praised by the emperor, I will definitely not be like this in the future gone."

"Hmph, presumptuousness!" Emperor Ming had been paying attention to Yin Qingge, but now seeing Yin Qingge's aggrieved expression, Yin Huanyan's face was fierce, and he couldn't help but slapped the case, and said angrily: "A mere concubine, who is jealous of my sister-in-law, is so big-hearted Narrow and gaffe in public, it's really embarrassing!"

As soon as Emperor Ming's words fell, Yin Shangshu immediately got up and walked quickly into the main hall, with a look of anxiety in his eyes, he explained: "Your Majesty, Yan'er and Qing Ge have always been close, how can you hate Qing Ge, but Yan'er has I feel unwell, and often look in a trance, and now something went wrong, I hope the emperor will forgive me."

Being reprimanded by Emperor Ming, Yin Huanyan also came back to her senses, remembering her previous actions, she couldn't help but knelt down where she was, and said with tears in her eyes, "Your Majesty, Huanyan wanted to cheer up the banquet, but she didn't want her illness to break out and disturb the Emperor. It is really Huanyan's fault, and I hope the emperor will punish him."

Yin Qingge looked indifferently at Yin Shangshu who was kneeling in the palace. She was forced just now. If it wasn't because of the training before becoming a queen in her previous life, she would lose face today. As a father, Yin Shangshu knew that he was talented. Shuqian, but watching with cold eyes, now that Yin Huanyan was only reprimanded by the emperor, he begged in a panic. . .Father, father, both daughters, why do you treat me like this!
Forget it, aren't all the past lives enough for him to see through? Yin Qingge lowered his eyes and smiled faintly. What father?A person who married his own mother for the sake of profit, and then left after it was worthless. . .From her birth, she has no father. . .

"Qing Ge, what did you say to Yan'er just now? Why did Yan'er lose his mind?" Seeing Emperor Ming's gloomy expression, Yin Shangshu couldn't help looking at Yin Qingge who was at the side, and asked in a deep voice.

"Heh..." Yin Qingge lowered his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, then raised his eyes to look at Emperor Ming, and said calmly: "Your Majesty, Sanmei is unwell and lost her composure for a while, I hope the Emperor will forgive me."

Emperor Ming's eyes lingered on Yin Qingge and Yin Shangshu for a long time, and after a while he said in a deep voice: "Since Miss Yin San is unwell and talking nonsense, move to the side hall for the imperial doctor to diagnose."

"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty." The three of Yin Qingge thanked Emperor Ming at the same time, and then a maid took Yin Huanyan to the side hall.

The matter of Yin Huanyan was quickly diluted by the performances of the next ladies. After all the official ladies present had participated, Yun Zhaoyi said with a smile: "The poems of the ladies just now are very good. I want to think about it." I didn't know who to give this lottery to, so I am a little more generous this time, and all the young ladies will be rewarded."

"Thank you, Mrs. Zhaoyi." The ladies immediately stood up and thanked Yun Zhaoyi.

The flower viewing banquet ended with all sorts of twists and turns, and it was getting late, so Emperor Ming invited everyone present to watch the fireworks outside the hall.This is a time of relative freedom, mostly with friends and family.

Yin Qingge stood quietly in a corner of the imperial garden, the cool wind gently lifted her dress, the world was so big, only the shadow accompanied her. . .Yin Qingge looked up at the fireworks blooming all over the sky, his eyes were as calm as water, but the bottom of his eyes was full of loneliness. . .

"Good-looking?" A faint voice sounded, Yin Qingge couldn't help but frowned slightly, turned to look at Fu Jinchen who was standing with his hands behind his back, and said softly, "Ms. Zhaoyi carefully prepared it, so it's naturally good-looking."

Fu Jinchen snorted coldly, took a step forward, raised his hand to pinch her chin, and said coldly: "Pretentious, Second Miss Yin is also a good hand."

Yin Qingge lowered his eyes and smiled faintly, raised his hand to hold Fu Jinchen's wrist, and said with a slight smile, "Qing Ge doesn't understand what Ninth Prince said."

The plain hands were gently placed on Fu Jinchen's powerful big hands. The tenderness that belonged only to his daughter made Fu Jinchen feel a little dazed. From the corner of his eye, he saw Yin Qingge's smiling but emotionless eyes, and he couldn't help but feel cold and sneered. Shake off Yin Qingge's hand.

Yin Qingge stood there with a calm expression, blessed Fu Jinchen, and said, "If the Ninth Prince is fine, Qing Ge will leave first, and don't disturb the Ninth Prince to watch the fireworks."

"Stop!" Seeing that Yin Qingge turned around and was about to leave without hesitation, Fu Jinchen's expression suddenly darkened, and he said coldly, "When did my prince say you can leave?"

Yin Qingge paused, thinking about Fu Jinchen's uncertain personality, he could only suppress the anger in his heart, turned around and smiled softly, and said softly, "I don't know what else the Ninth Prince wants to order?"

Fu Jinchen looked at Yin Qingge with gloomy eyes, took a step forward and held her wrist tightly, looked down at Yin Qingge's beautiful face, his eyes touched those moist red lips, Fu Jinchen's eyes suddenly darkened, as if he was bewitched In general, bit by bit, I got closer.

Seeing this, Yin Qingge's eyes darkened slightly, but instead of retreating, he moved forward and leaned into Fu Jinchen's arms a few steps. Fu Jinchen couldn't help being a little dazed by the faint fragrance, but Yin Qingge quickly pressed the hairpin against Fu Jinchen's arms. At the neck, he said in a soft tone: "Qing singer has no power to restrain a chicken, if his hand slips and he does something inappropriate, the Ninth Prince will understand."

"You want to kill me?" Fu Jinchen suddenly came to his senses, his eyes darkened, and he looked at Yin Qingge dangerously. Shrinking, but the hand holding the hairpin was steady and did not move.

"What? Don't dare to do anything?" Fu Jinchen smiled coldly, his eyes full of cruelty.

Yin Qingge pursed his lips tightly, feeling a slight pain in his heart. After looking at Fu Jinchen for a moment, he finally let go and retreated. After putting away the hairpin, he was about to bow to Fu Jinchen and leave, but Fu Jinchen stretched out his hand to grab Yin Qingge's neck with scarlet eyes. "You are so brave, believe it or not, I will kill you!"

An irresistible chill could not help but seep out of Yin Qingge's body, his throat was severely restrained, suffocated, and in pain. . .Yin Qingge's consciousness began to scatter, and Fu Jinchen in front of him also became blurred. . .

No, she can't die, she hasn't allowed those people in her previous life to suffer their due retribution, Yin Qingge's stiff fingers slightly bent, trying to regain some strength for herself, she raised her hand with difficulty to hold Fu Jinchen's palm, trying to push herself rescued.

Fu Jinchen's eyes were icy cold and piercingly cold, and there was already a faint scarlet color at the bottom of his eyes, as if he had lost his mind, he kept tightening his palms, and the cold fingertips kept pressing on Yin Qingge's fragile neck, even wanting to sink into it sharply.

Yin Qingge's face gradually turned red, and his breathing became weaker. Fu Jinchen watched Yin Qingge slowly close his eyes, his hands stopped suddenly, his eyes gradually became clearer, and then he let go of his hand suddenly, Yin Qingge softened immediately. Falling to the ground, he stretched out his hands to cover his chest and coughed suppressedly. Fu Jinchen clenched his hands, the blood in his eyes gradually dissipated, desperately suppressing his desire to help her up, and turned his back to Yin Qingge.

Yin Qingge coughed for a while, and there was a calmness that no one could understand in his dark eyes, and he just looked at Fu Jinchen so lightly.

Dazzling fireworks bloomed in the dark night, illuminating half of the darkness. Fu Jinchen's slender and lonely figure was cast straight into Yin Qingge's eyes,

"Thank you Ninth Prince for not killing me. Qing Ge will leave first." Yin Qingge slowly stood up while supporting the big tree on one side, his face was a little pale and his clothes were a little disheveled, and he saluted Fu Jinchen slowly.

"Get out!" The grief and loneliness suddenly rose from his heart, and finally turned into deep despair. Without turning his head, Fu Jinchen tensed his body, suddenly curled his lips into a self-deprecating smile, and reprimanded in a cold voice .

Yin Qingge smiled faintly when he heard the words, and finally felt relieved, and walked towards the outside step by step. The sound of Yin Qingge leaving was very small, but it seemed to be stepping on Fu Jinchen's heart step by step. The big tree slapped it hard, then tiptoed, and left here in the blink of an eye.

Yin Qingge felt a tingling sensation on his neck, and he didn't need to think about it to know that there must be red and swollen finger marks there. Yin Qingge pulled his collar up, and sighed in his heart that it was fortunate that he had changed into a high-collared dress, otherwise he would have escaped with great difficulty. After a catastrophe, there will be a bloody storm when they go back. . .

After Yin Qingge tidied up her dresses, she walked to the gazebo where most of the girls were. Yin Huanyan saw that Yin Qingge's clothes were stained with mud, and she couldn't help but flashed her eyes, and raised her voice and asked, "Second Sister, where have you been? Clothes How is it dirty?"

(End of this chapter)