Ji Qingxue thinks he is not a person who rewards good for evil. Since he owes a debt, of course, he has to pay it back.
Murong Ying's tearful eyes whirled, and Ji Qingxue smiled very gently: "Murong Ying thought you had some powerful tricks, but in fact, the means are just like this."
Ji Qingxue was a little depressed. Originally, she wanted to clean up the Murong Ying herself, but she didn't expect that Nangong Yan would do something for her in half a day, which made her useless.
Although Murong Ying was afraid, she was still unwilling: "what are you talking about?"
Ji Qingxue's thin lips pursed slightly: "Murong Ying, do you want to enter the harem so much?"
Then he stared at Nangong Yan silently. Spring is coming. This man will provoke peach blossom debt to himself.
After receiving Ji Qingxue's eyes, Nangong Yan showed a very innocent appearance. This matter can't rely on him.
Murong Zhi subconsciously blocked Murong Ying's body: "the empress is a bad thing for Wei Chen and failed to discipline her sister. If the empress has a fire in her heart, just come to Wei Chen. Please let Ying Er go."
Ji Qingxue sneered: "I'm not a generous person in the palace. If I'm wronged, I naturally want to get it back. There's a head of injustice and a head of debt. Since Murong Ying dares to do such a thing, she must learn to bear it. Can you protect her for the rest of her life?"
Murong Zhi was silent, but he still refused to give in. Ji Qingxue was not a gentle person, and he didn't have the patience to stop Murong from shaking a few meters away with a backhand.
Murong Zhi coughed violently. Ji Qingxue said faintly, "I only used 10% of my strength in this palm. Forget the things between you and me, and the rest has nothing to do with you."
Murong Ying's face was white and her eyes were dull. It seemed that she was frightened.
Ji Qingxue swept the cloud sleeve gently. Murong Ying only felt a strange smell at the tip of her nose. Then she screamed and fainted as soon as her eyes were black.
Ji Qingxue was a little helpless. She thought how brave this man was. It turned out that she couldn't help being scared. She didn't do anything at all.
Murong Zhi hurriedly climbed to Murong Ying's side, held her in his arms and shook her: "Ying'er, how are you, Ying'er?"
Ji Qingxue helped her forehead: "she just fainted. Why are you so anxious? Can we eat her?"
After confirming that Murong Yinger was really all right, Murong Zhicai was relieved. He looked up at Ji Qingxue and begged in a low voice, "empress, let Yinger go. In the future, Weichen will strictly discipline her."
Ji Qingxue straightened up. She pressed her eyebrows: "in your eyes, I'm afraid I'm just a female devil who kills people without blinking."
Murong Zhi hung his head: "I dare not."
Ji Qingxue turned to Nangong Yan and said, "it's time to wake up looking for snow. I'll go to the tulip yard first."
Before Ji Qingxue left, he said to murongzhi, "take good care of your sister. If there is such a big misunderstanding next time, it will be bad."
A simple sentence somehow reminded murongzhi of her indifference in the Dali Temple Prison. He could even imagine the way Ji Qingxue fell with a knife when he killed. He couldn't help sweating.
Nangong Yan said to murongzhi, "take her back and don't let me see her again."
Murong Zhi repeatedly kowtowed: "thank you, Emperor."
Nangong Yan unconsciously narrowed his eyes: "don't thank me. Ah Xue didn't care."
In the tulip yard, yun'er blushed angrily and had a thick neck: "elder sister, it's not easy to seize the opportunity. How can you let that woman go so easily?"
No matter what happens, you have to hang up and beat up to ease your anger.
Ji Qingxue smiled but didn't speak. Her voice blew open the layer of floating tea on the surface of the tea cup and said very lazily: "yun'er, you don't know her yet. I don't believe she will let people go so easily."
Yun'er thinks so. Elder sister is not such a person.
So yun'er gathered up in front of Ji Qingxue: "sister, you have to be honest. Did you move a little secretly?"
Ji Qingxue said slowly, "it's nothing. It just taught her a little lesson."
After all, you always have to pay it back when you come out.
Yun'er also wants to continue to ask. Her resentment has come out with Xun Xue. When Xun Xue saw Ji Qingxue, she narrowed her eyes and waved two little fat hands, which means to ask her to hug.
Ji Qingxue's whole heart was melted. He quickly picked up Xun Xue from the hated hand.
"Good son, do you miss your mother?" Ji Qingxue kissed his face.
Xiaoxun Xue didn't understand what Ji Qingxue was still talking about. She just babbled and responded.
Then Nangong Yan asked with a thick face, "when can ah Xue kiss me like this?"
Ji Qingxue has been blushing to the root of her neck. She stared at Nangong Yan: "everyone is there. Why do you always talk like this without a straight shape."
At that moment, he didn't know how many beautiful customs were contained. Nangong Yan couldn't help jumping in his heart. If he didn't care about outsiders, he really wanted to hold her in his arms and wantonly love her.
Nangong Yan approached her and habitually stretched out his hand to poke the little face of looking for snow meat. Looking for snow, he didn't hide and looked at him with big eyes.
Nangong Xuan stood not far away and had a panoramic view of everything. He didn't bother. Now he doesn't have the qualification.
Grandpa Li advised him behind him, "it's windy here. You'd better go back with the slave and take care of your body."
After a while, Nangong Xuan said softly, "go back."
There is no room for him here.
That night, Ji Qingxue took Xun Xue back to the Phoenix Palace. He said with a smile that he was satisfied to have Xun Xue accompany him for so many days.
Resentment turned and looked at Nangong Yan, with worry and concern in his eyes: "now you deal with government affairs every day, you should pay attention to rest, but don't be tired."
Nangong Yan nodded: "I know."
Grudge kept staring at their leaving back. For a long time, I heard her say to herself, "why haven't you seen Meng Yue these two days? I don't know where I've gone."
At night, the Phoenix Palace was brightly lit. Nangong Yan asked Fu'an to move all the folds here. His crape myrtle palace seemed to be in vain. It was no wonder that the officials were worried about being spoiled by the harem.
It took Nangong Yan two hours to see the fold almost. Ji Qingxue had already coaxed him to sleep. Seeing that he was a little tired leaning on the chair, he went over and began to massage for him.
A pair of cold hands gently rubbed his temples with just the right strength, and Nangong Yan's fatigue dissipated bit by bit.
Nangong Yan closed his eyes and enjoyed it. Shaoqing, he suddenly caught Ji Qingxue's catkin: "ah Xue, I didn't punish Murong Zhi's brothers and sisters. Will you blame me?"
Ji Qingxue's crisp voice like a silver bell spread in the room: "Murong Zhi is not only pedantic, but also a material that can be made. If you let them go this time, he will be grateful to you. In time, he will become a great general under your command."
Sure enough, ah Xue knows herself best.
Nangong Yan saw Murong Zhi's water control strategy, which coincided with his own idea. He is indeed a material that can be made.
There is a way to ring the drum without a heavy hammer. I hope this can teach him a lesson.
Nangong Yan turned back and gently kissed Ji Qingxue on the forehead: "it's wronging you."
Ji Qingxue smiled softly: "it's all right."
Because she has avenged herself.