Emperor Jin

Chapter 67
(Some students speculate that the host is Xiao Chen who is immortal. This is quite impossible. Khan~, this is the world 300 years after the Chen Palace era. Chen Tower is still powerful, but the owner has changed to N.)

He fell silent, Baojin lowered his head, but didn't speak anymore, just grinding the inkstone in his hand.

Small drops of black marks were splashed on the crystal jade finger, the emperor took her hand, wiped it carefully with a towel, and said with a smile: "You are also clumsy, and you still blame others?"

Bao Jin withdrew his hand calmly, a red glow rose on his face due to shyness.

Seeing her embarrassed look, the emperor stood up with a smile, took her hand, and walked out of the hall.

It was a winter afternoon, and the dazzling golden sunlight made the flowers warm. On the side of the fragrant path in the imperial garden with plum blossom branches, a swing was hanging lightly, fluttering in the wind.

The poplar wood frame is tied with a thin black rope, and at the end, there is actually a small but delicate wish-fulfilling knot.

Two bells hang down from the Wishful Knot, shining silver and white, and they jingle when moved.

Baojin caressed the swing, bit his lip hard, and suppressed the choking in his throat
This is the swing she played on since she was a child, how many years have passed when the breeze was high, she and her sister soared high with crisp laughter, the skirts fluttered in the air, and even the laughter between the eyebrows was frozen...

Things are like this, how can people be embarrassed?
She suppressed the trembling all over her body, and the emperor couldn't help laughing when she saw her stagnant, "Want to play with this?"

Without any explanation, he asked Bao Jin to sit in the center, ordered his hands to be clasped tightly, and then began to swing vigorously.

The sound of the flying wind rang in the ears, and the blue and clear heart of the sky was rapidly enlarged, covering the entire eyelids, and the blue silk fluttered in the air, as if it had spirituality, and the palace skirt fluttered, almost turning into clouds in the air.

At the end of the golden glazed tiles, what comes with the wind is the fresh and free air outside the heavy palace. It seems to have infinite magic power, attracting a girl who is not familiar with the world, wishing to spread her wings and go away with the wind——

It was this fresh freedom that made me desperate to follow Li Xin across the ocean and marry to that distant land.

But the result?

The past seems to be still waiting for someone in the same place, within reach, Baojin narrowed her eyes, holding the leather rope tightly, resisting the whistling of the strong wind, at this moment, her heart was filled with sadness.

The sound of jingling bells sounded, Bao Jin turned around in astonishment, but she no longer saw her sister's mischievous smiling face, only the man in the black robe and jade crown was staring at him with a smile.

She let go of her hand, as if inadvertently, fell from the shelf.

The broad and warm chest caught her just in time, as if the emperor caught a rare treasure, he hugged the slender waist that couldn't be grasped horizontally, and embraced her in his arms.

"open……"

A faint protest sounded, but the emperor ignored it and still hugged her tightly.

"Are you seeing me as the Queen's double again?"

The cold question woke him up from the dream. At this moment, the flowing light danced, and the girl in his arms was pale, but she wanted to break free stubbornly.

"The queen...she is more dignified and graceful than you."

The emperor sighed, smelling the fragrance of the girl in his arms, and said lightly.

Bao Jin sneered, and was about to retort, but the emperor continued: "But, I still like the fresh and flying her at the beginning."

"Then you should go and explain it to your empress, I believe she will follow suit!"

Bao Jin was so angry that his complexion was not straight, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily.

The emperor laughed lowly, with bitterness and contemplation, "It's not easy."

Carefully, eagerly and ruthlessly, he clamped Bao Jin's hands and pressed his lips deeply, almost trying to capture the auspicious feathers from her soul.

"I... didn't treat you as a substitute for the queen..."

A low murmur sounded in her ears, and the warmth of her breath made her feel itchy.

Bao Jin raised his head with difficulty, but just in time saw a pair of bright eyes staring at this place among the flowers.

It contained sarcasm, viciousness, and deep-seated contempt, a hasty peeping gaze.

It's Xu Yinghua!

She likes walking in the imperial garden the most...

This thought flashed across Baojin.

The flowers and branches trembled slightly, and when I looked up again, there were no people left.

*****
At nightfall, Baojin was still awake with the lamp on. Seeing this posture, Ji Xin was frightened again——

"Miss, are you going out again?"

"yes……"

Bao Jin responded gracefully, and quickly combed a simple bun. With her plain face facing the sky, she looked fresh and charming.

She glanced at Ji Xin and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I won't hang around for too long."

Her voice seemed to be gradually lowered due to laziness, "For today's matter, an hour... is enough."

After finishing her resolute words, she took out something from the secret cabinet, and unfolded it with great care——

The whole room was shrouded in the blurred rising light, Bao Jin slowly covered the pearl mask left by her sister on her face, it was an unexpected fit!
She looked at the cold brilliance in the mirror, and felt that all emotions were covered by this exquisite mask, leaving only the awe-inspiring reflection, which made people dare not look directly at it.

"I'm going..."

****
The sound of Bang Geng was especially clear in the dark night. In front of the nine-door admiral's mansion, two large stone lions were ferocious and majestic, and on the vermilion lacquered gate, shiny copper nails were neatly arranged.

The sharp long sword sank into the attendant's chest, and before he could express his inner strength, he had already collapsed limply.

The other person backed away in panic, looked at the ghostly mysterious man in front of him, only felt that the mask was shining brightly, and in the dark pupils, there was no breath of the world at all.

Xue Yi fluttered in the dark night, and the sword moved again, quietly harvesting life and blood.

Lei Shi, the admiral of the Nine Gates, had two concubines lying on the bed. Although it was a small sound, he was suddenly awakened.

He stood up unprepared, and the two palmed each other in the dark, Lei Shi felt his blood churning and gasping for breath.

"My martial arts... really improved a lot."

A faint whisper sounded, accompanied by a slight smile, but it seemed to be a demon devouring people in the dark night.

The sword light rose again, and the afterimage could not be seen clearly, Lei Shi barely resisted more than ten moves, and blood flowed out from his right chest.

He struggled and refused to fall to the ground, trembling angrily: "Who are you?!"

The moonlight spilled from the window, and the silver-white mask was neither gold nor jade, with colorful patterns painted on both sides, as if to melt into the bright moon.

But the only thing is, the two black pupils in the middle are not owned by humans!
The long sword came out again, and pierced into the chest neatly, Lei Shi's throat gurgled, and finally died of breath.

Bao Jin nodded lightly and said, "I'm sorry..."

She raised her eyes to the sky, and said again: "At dawn, people will find out that you too were martyred at the hands of Southern Tang assassins." More chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)
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