Beloved Empress

Although the concubines were reluctant, they did not dare not to listen, and they swarmed and left reluctantly.

After the crowd dispersed, Jun Qianche stepped into the Fengyang Palace. Since he was found, he went to face the night.

It was awkward for both of them to meet again.Although the two were not very familiar before, fortunately they were husbands and wives, and they could still speak naturally. But now they have a close relationship with the skin. The husband and wife are still forced together, but they feel very awkward.

The two stood in the courtyard, facing each other, embarrassed and awkward.

Mo Qiqi didn't like this feeling, pretending to be okay, and said: "Emperor, you see how popular you are! The sisters see you so happy, why don't you let them accompany you more!"

"Are you all right?" Jun Qianche didn't want to say those women.

His words once again brought back the embarrassment of Mo Qiqi's disguise, don't look away from him, and pretended to be relaxed: "Good! Eat well and sleep well, there are so many good sisters to sing along , How can it be bad to dance!"

"I was out of control that night, and I will never force you again in the future, I will—" Jun Qianche seriously promised.

"The concubine did not remember that night, and the emperor should not mention it again, we should have never happened." Mo Qiqi pretended to laugh casually.

Jun Qianche gave her a deep look, but turned and left helplessly.

Mo Qiqi looked at his distant back and murmured: "Hou Hou Can. After eating and wiping, it's done. Is it useful? Slag. I will definitely find a chance to make you look good." , The idea of ​​how to kill Jun Qianche appeared in my mind.

The moon is dark and the wind is high at night.

The palace people of Yujing Palace went down to rest, a dark shadow sneaked out of Jun Qianche's bedroom, looked around, then took out a small bamboo tube from his waist, came to the window, and pierced the window paper, Gently insert the small bamboo tube into it, blow at the small bamboo tube, and a white smoke comes out of the bamboo tube.

Mo Qiqi took back the small bamboo tube and silently counted in his heart: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9.

"Half-scent said that this incense is very powerful. Counting to nine, even the most powerful people will be fascinated. Presumably Jun Qianche has been fascinated this time! Hum! Jun Qianche, you dare to be strong Grandma, look at me not killing you today."

So Mo Qiqi cat came to the door carefully, squatted down, stretched his hand and gently pushed the door open, but fortunately the door is not locked, God help me, it seems that God will let you perish.

Mo Qiqi cat walked into Jun Qianche's dormitory with his body, glanced at the room quickly, no one in the outer hall.

Mo Qiqi smiled proudly, it seems that he was right to drop this drug into the inner chamber, and then quietly, crept towards the inner chamber, and his attention was focused on the inner chamber, so that he ignored his feet. One of the vases was kicked.

Mo Qiqi was shocked, and immediately squatted down to help, but fortunately, he was holding back, and he was terrified to take a straight shot on his chest: "It's dangerous, it's dangerous."

In the rapid movement of the turtle, Mo Qiqi finally came to the dragon bed and squatted in front of the bed, but was attracted by the carved red sandalwood bed in front of him. Mo Qiqi's hand touched it unconsciously, and his heart was surprised: It is worthy of the bed where the emperor sleeps. This pattern is carved, lifelike, and skillful. What tools are used to sculpt it? It can admire these ancients so realistically. It really admires these ancients!

After some research, Mo Qiqi’s thoughts were finally pulled back, and he knocked his head and whispered and complained: "Mo Qiqi, what are you doing! You are here to kill Jun Qianche, how to study his bed Too.

Looking at the room again, and then slowly stood up, I saw Jun Qianche with his eyes closed, lying quietly on the big bed.

Seeing that he was asleep, Mo Qiqi was relieved, and he swallowed his ass on the dragon bed, looked at Jun Qianche who was sleeping, and pointed at his nose to reprimand: "Jun Qianche, you are not very patient Well! If you have the ability, don’t be stunned by your grandmother’s drug addiction! Huh! How dare you step up to this girl, and see if you can bear it, you will be a god when you are the emperor! Today, this girl will send you to see the king, tomorrow This world will change to the monarch. If Moon Scarf is Emperor, it will be more wise than you." The dagger that touched his waist was ready to finish Jun Qianche, but he didn't even touch it after touching it for a circle, and immediately lowered his head to look for it seriously. , Muttered to himself: "Where did you go? Obviously brought it." I remembered the picture when I came to my mind: After looking for the dagger, I also asked half-scent to take a piece of pork and try to see if the dagger is sharp, and the dagger is facing the pork. The last time, the pork was pierced in an instant. The experiment proved that the dagger was sharp, and then I was assured that I put the dagger on the table, and then went to the inner room to change the night clothes. After wearing the night clothes, It was also said that the dagger should be hidden in the waist!Then, first put the most important smoke in your waist. When you were thirsty, you poured a glass of water to drink. Half-scented persuaded yourself not to come. You ran out without listening.God!The dagger was forgotten.

Woo, won't you be so sad!All is ready except for the opportunity.This smoky cigarette was semi-scented and it was easy to ask someone to get it from the rivers and lakes. There is no dagger now. What am I going to kill Jun Qianche!

Looking at Jun Qianche who is asleep, if such a good opportunity is not seized, it is really a pity.

No, you must kill him, or you don’t have a dagger!There are many ways to kill people.His eyes fell on the porcelain on the antique shelf, a smug smile on the corner of his mouth: "Yes." Immediately, he ran forward, took a vase, prepared to break it, and cut his pulse with fragments, causing him to commit suicide. The illusion: Hahaha, Mo Qiqi, you are so smart.

But when Mo Qiqi lifted the vase to fall, he couldn't fall: this is a fine vase, and it is still blue and white porcelain. Know how rare blue and white porcelain is, not only is the firing process complicated, not easy, it can burn It is even more difficult to produce such exquisite, exquisite ones. There are not many that have been handed down from ancient times to the present. Which one is not worth the price. If this one gets modern, it must be an invaluable treasure. If it is so easily dropped by oneself, future generations I can’t witness such a beautiful masterpiece, and I’m sorry for the master who made this bottle.No, I can't brutalize celestial beings. We must know that every time we archeologically see broken fine porcelain, that kind of regret and regret is really regrettable.

Mo Qiqi immediately put the vase back: "Sorry! Almost ruined you."

Cutting your wrists with porcelain won't work. Think of something else. Mo Qiqi sat back on the edge of the bed and looked at Jun Qianche's neck, his black eyes narrowed, coldly said: "Neck is a very important part of the human body, if it is human The neck was pinched, so how long can he hold it! Jun Qianche, I'm sorry." Raised his hand to pinch his neck, but when the hand came to his neck, he found that his hand could not be stretched. Go on.

He is very different from the person he saw in the sleep, he is like a child without any precautions at this time, his long eyelashes cast shadows under the candlelight, like two small fans.

The thick eyebrows are shaped like ink paintings, the noses are tall and straight, like finely crafted works of art, the lips are thin, moderate and very sexy, and the skin is smooth and delicate than those of the models that endorse cosmetics and the stars.The facial features can't pick any flaws together.

I have always felt that Jun Yuehen’s appearance is rare in the world, and his beauty is beautiful. In fact, Jun Qianche’s appearance is not lost to him at all, but he is usually too cold and too serious, so people dare not look at his face, Even the courageous dare to look at it will ignore his handsomeness because of fear of his coldness, and will only remember his coldness deeply.

Jun Qianche, God has given you such a good skin bag, but unfortunately you have not used your good skin bag to attract others and leave a good impression on others, but use your indifference to reject others, like you. The person who deserves to die prematurely is hated.

I took the pillow aside, raised it, and raised my eyebrows: "I'm sorry! Today is your next anniversary." Don't go over and prepare to press the pillow on his face, but the pillow just touched his face, ink Qi Qi immediately lifted the pillow again: "No, if he was killed by this method, would the dead face be too ugly? It would be bad if someone was scared." It appeared in the mind when watching the horror movie. Looked like a zombie, and was so scared that he immediately threw away the pillow in his hand.

After repeatedly denying the three murder plans, Mo Qiqi was a bit worried, and this would not work, nor would it work, how could he be killed in the end!

Looking around the room again, finally, the sight fell on the sword on the sword stand, got up, and slowly walked over.

I took the sword from the weapon rack and pulled it out. The sword shone with cold light. At first glance, I knew it was a fine sword with a sharp iron. If the sword is stabbed, Jun Qianche may not even feel the pain. He died when he arrived.

Mo Qiqi took the sword and walked back to the bed again, looking at Jun Qianche who was asleep, and murmured in his heart: Jun Qianche, don't blame me, you are sorry for me first, you should be a warm man in the afterlife!People are too cold to be flattering.

Raised the sword in his hand and was about to pierce his chest, but when the sword was an inch away from his chest, he stopped. He kept brainwashing himself and letting himself pierce, but this hand couldn't get down. .

Mo Qiqi sighed helplessly and murmured: "Mo Qiqi, you are too useless! You can't do such a simple thing as the sword rises and falls." Since you can't kill you, then-ruin You can always do it!Looking down the line, he came to the base of his thigh.

Mo Qiqi raised a smirk at the corner of his mouth, and said: How many women have you hurt and how many women have been hurt by your gadget? If you don’t have that thing, you have this kind of heart, and you can only have more than enough energy. You can avoid more women being hurt by you.

Hee hee, if a monarch of a country becomes an eunuch, it will surely be recorded in the annals of history, spread through the ages, and make future jokes, this should be more relieved than killing you.After letting you break, see how arrogant you are in the future.

Digression

Hee hee, guess if Mo Qiqi can succeed?

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