Chapter 630

Nan Yan laughed and said gently, "Miss Cheng is the imperial concubine and the emperor's woman. If I kill you, I will take my life to apologize."

Hearing this, Cheng Zai Xi felt a little less afraid.

Yes, she is the imperial concubine. How dare Nan Yan dare to murder the emperor's woman?

She gasped, and the plea in her eyes disappeared. She was about to resume her high toe posture, but she felt a sharp pain in her back!

She lowered her head slowly.

Dagger, pierced her abdomen.

The blood oozed out and gradually dyed her skirt red.

She was bent like a bow, her fingertips trembled, and she held her stomach gently.

Nanyan draws out the dagger.

She tilted her head, smile more wantonly: "it's a pity, I'm not afraid to take my life to apologize."

As if afraid that the knife did not stab Cheng Zai Xi, she gave her two knives.

Cheng Zai is full of blood.

She kept staring at Nan Yan and kept retreating until she finally collapsed.

Blood trickled from her wound and dyed the green brick under her body crimson.

Her skirts were scattered and her eyes were straying at the veranda beams.

Nan Yan stood in his place with a cold voice: "you sold me into the kiln in the past. I will never forget this account. Cheng Zai Xi, if you die in my hands tonight, I will be relieved. "

She turned the dagger, and was about to go upstairs to find Nanbao clothes. She thought of the big and round women. After a moment's consideration, she put away her dagger and turned away.

Several old mothers were panting for breath after climbing the stairs of the Sutra Pavilion.

Finally climb to the top, is tired to fall to sit on the ground, gasping.

When they finally had enough rest, they beat their waist and took song Rou's key to open the brass lock.

Push open the door, the strong wine gas comes.

There are countless wine jars overturned in the elegant library.

The strong liquor flowed all over the ground, and the palace lantern was like gold.

The girl in the dark black brocade peony dress sat barefoot on the book case and was pouring wine into her mouth. The crystal clear liquor rolled down her neck and wet a large skirt.

The mothers looked at each other.

Nanbaoyi smashed the wine jar and raised her scarlet eyes. She was conscious: "I hurt Chu Huainan's eyes. Are you sent by song Rou to punish me?"

The mothers nodded subconsciously and shook their heads in a hurry.

The head of the mother, with her old face and dignity, said, "Miss Nan, the empress is merciful. She not only ignores your accusation of stabbing the emperor, but also gives you promotion as a concubine. You should be grateful. We are here to teach you how to behave in a vulgar way, gather people to gamble, drink and smoke. "

"Train me?"

Nanbao Yi's head tilts and she smiles.

She jumped out of the book with a smile and staggered to the middle of several old mothers. She stretched out her hand to pull out this Mammy's bun, and then poked at the Mammy's face.

She leaned against the door, and the thin white fingertip twirled the thin pipe: "when I compared with Shuli Li on the palace rules and manners, you didn't know where to wash the gongpai, and you should teach me?"

"Hum!" The old mother sneered and slowly rolled up her sleeve. "At that time, the girl was the hot fiancee of Prince Jing's son, but today's girl is just a dog in the palace. If the master wants to beat you, he will beat you, and you will talk nonsense? "

Several other old mothers also showed their original ferocity.

Nanbaoyi watched them take out needles and other punishments, but laughed.

She pointed to the opposite window: "look, Queen."

Several mothers were surprised, and quickly put on a respectful face, politely saluted.

But this is the top floor of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. How can song Rou be found in the sky!

They realized that they had been fooled and looked at nanbaoyi angrily.

Nanbaoyi has covered the partition with a light and clever way.

She hung a brass lock from the outside, punctured the Koryo paper pasted on the lattice, and waved to some old mothers with curving eyebrows: "I'm leaving!"

The mothers: --

They are locked here!

Gas to explosion!

"Bitch, open the door

"Xiao Lang hoof, let me wait out!"

"Let me teach you how to be superior and inferior and what is the rule!"

They shake the door and shout to let nanbaoyi let them out.

Nanbaoyi's face was flushed with wine. She fiddled with the lower partition and exclaimed, "it's really something in the palace. It's very solid. Ha ha!"

Ignoring the curse in the library, she slowly took the torch out of her arms and lowered her head to light a cigarette.

Tobacco has a sweet and bitter taste.

The girl took a deep breath of smoke, squinted, looked up, and gently spit out the ring of smoke.

The lights go round.

Her side face is white and delicate, her eyelashes are mottled, her red lips are hidden in the smoke, and she is wearing a black Ru skirt, which is decadent and exquisite.She drooped her eyes.

The wine slowly flowed out from under the partition, wetting her embroidered shoes.

This is the liquor that she specially asked Xichang to come to. It was almost ignited when it caught fire. Originally, she intended to use it to deal with Chu Huainan.

She stepped back two steps and knocked on the partition with a gold painted smoke pipe. She was drunk and scolded, "you are the hooves, you are the bitches! What do you do alive? Die here

Burning ash, have shaken to the ground.

They fall into the liquor, but in a moment, the pool of liquor suddenly burns!

The fire was in full swing.

The mothers in the room were so frightened that they pounded the door and screamed. The curse gradually turned into a plea.

Nanbaoyi hears but doesn't hear.

She bent down to pick up a jar of wine by the door and staggered down the Sutra Pavilion.

The stars are shining tonight.

Nan Baoyi staggered out of the Sutra Pavilion.

A hundred feet high building was burning behind her, and people in the palace exclaimed "running out of water" and came to put out the fire with buckets in groups.

……

"The Sutra pavilion has gone to water?"

In the imperial study, song rouzheng takes care of Chu Huainan. When hearing the report from the maid in court, his face is ferocious and twisted: "is it made by Nan Baoyi again? She's in the back palace. Can't she stop a little bit? "

Song Rou is the queen. When such a big thing happens in the palace, she can only go there in a hurry.

Chu Huainan on the couch opened his eyes slowly.

Sutra Pavilion

This was the place where he was really interested in the little princess, and she was willing to burn it.

He was afraid that song Rou would do harm to nanbaoyi, so he stood up and ordered, "drive the Sutra Pavilion."

When Chu Huainan finds Nanbao clothes, the girl lies in front of a partial hall not far from the Sutra Pavilion.

Under the eaves, the palace lamp was old, and she was drunk on the blue stone steps, and her embroidered shoes were covered with wine.

He held the lamp and approached slowly.

The little girl who fell asleep has lost her ferocity and publicity in the day. She is only delicate and sad between her eyebrows and eyes. She is about missing Xiao Yi in her sleep?

Chu Huainan stretched out his fingertips and slowly brushed her eyebrows.

His eyes are deep, whispered: "ask but not, what can I do for it?"

……

The next day.

When nanbaoyi woke up, he found that

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