Walking out of the imperial study, a cold wind passed, and in an instant, Murong Yichuan felt a chill all over his body, this chill was cold to the bones, he subconsciously touched the dragon sword on his waist, and the temperature of the dragon sword was like the expression on his face at the moment, cold and hard. Great literature

Murong Yichuan walked towards the harem step by step, and when he came to the back garden, he subconsciously looked towards the northeast corner of the garden, which was originally a vacant land, but at this time there was a tall building standing in a forest, the pavilion was just on the opposite side of Kunming Lake, standing on the pavilion could not take in the scenery of the astronauts, and it was facing the clear lake, this location was indeed well chosen, from a distance, the pavilion was exquisite and chic, splendid, luxurious and elegant, exquisite and atmospheric, And seeing that a large group of workers are busy going in and out, it will definitely cost a lot of silver taels to build such a pavilion, although the treasury is sufficient, but it can't withstand such a luxury as the emperor! Murong Yichuan thought about the emperor's actions at the moment, and he was very proud in his heart, the reason why he chose Ruan Rumian to the emperor's side was to confuse the emperor, so that he would sink step by step, so as to lose the hearts of the people, as the saying goes, those who lose the hearts of the people lose the world, he just wants to let the emperor go step by step from a holy monarch who is admired and loved by the people to a faint monarch who is scolded by the people, this is his real purpose.

Murong Yichuan glanced at the pavilion, then hurriedly turned around and continued to walk in the direction of Empress Dowager Xiao's Anning Palace, just passing by the Imperial Garden, he saw a group of people coming from another direction, only to see a group of palace ladies and a few little eunuchs surrounded by a graceful and luxurious young lady walking in the direction where Murong Yichuan went, the woman was about twenty years old, a jewel but not elegant, with a beautiful face and a generous and decent demeanor. Great literature

Murong Yichuan saw the woman at the same time that the other party also saw him, and the woman hurriedly turned around and turned around.

Murong Yichuan thought that the road was really narrow, and he actually met her, so he would never be able to let her go, thinking of this person, Murong Yichuan walked in front of the woman in a few arrow steps; "Concubine Chen; Why do you hide when you see this king? Before the person arrived, the cold voice made Concubine Chen feel that her bones were cold, and she hurriedly turned around, just in front of Murong Yichuan who was holding the sword.

"Concubines see King Fu Chitose." Concubine Chen knew that she couldn't hide, so she had to salute King Fu, but in the face of King Fu with a cold face and his thin-haired dragon sword, Concubine Chen, who was calm, couldn't calm down anymore at the moment, and she was already frightened.

Murong Yichuan looked condescendingly at the frightened woman in front of him, his sword was pointed directly at Concubine Chen's throat, and there was a murderous aura between his eyebrows, eager to cut the other party to the ground with a sword. Great literature

The eunuchs and palace maids beside Concubine Chen were also frightened when they saw this posture, and they were all stunned and couldn't move at all.

"Chitose; You, you, what do you want to do? Concubine Chen's whole body trembled unconsciously, and her speech was not so neat, and she felt that her tongue was hard at the root.

Murong Yichuan shook the dragon slaying sword in his hand and said in a low voice; "This king doesn't want to do anything, let your people get down, or this king will let their heads fall to the ground."

Concubine Chen was busy with the humanity beside her; "Go down, go down." At this moment, she is like an auxiliary building, without the slightest strength to resist, those eunuchs and palace maids are waiting for the master's words, they don't want to stay here, in case this Chitose looks at someone who is not pleasing to the eye, then maybe that person will become her sword to the ghost.

The eunuchs and palace maids all walked away, Murong Yichuan looked around and saw that there was no one around, he slowly withdrew his sword, and walked a few steps towards Concubine Chen, at this time, Concubine Chen subconsciously retreated, King Fu entered, and Concubine Chen retreated, just like that, the two of them pushed down a secluded place behind the rockery.

"Don't move." The two of them were less than a foot away from King Fu and drank Concubine Chen, Concubine Chen hurriedly agreed and stood there obediently, but at this moment her heart was fifteen wooden buckets to fetch water, seven up and eight down, she didn't know what the other party wanted to do to her, Concubine Chen was weak in front of King Fu, after all, it was herself, as if it was given to the emperor, looking at King Fu's expression at the moment, Concubine Chen could be sure that King Fu knew about this matter, and his beard was for Wan Ruo to seek justice, and suddenly Concubine Chen was even more jealous.

King Fu stretched out his hand and grabbed Concubine Chen's delicate face, and grabbed it fiercely, Concubine Chen only grinned in pain, and tears flowed out; "You are so bold to dare to do that kind of thing to Wanruo, I really want to break you into pieces, it is in vain to be so good to you, do you little slut think that you have lived too long?" Murong Yichuan said that his eyes with hatred were staring at Concubine Chen, who was in pain and horror, Concubine Chen's face was still in Murong Yichuan's hands, and he really wanted to crush this woman like this.

Facing the vicious eyes of King Fu, Concubine Chen felt that she was like a helpless lamb and fell into the mouth of a hungry wolf, and she closed her eyes in despair; "Chitose, if you want to fight or kill, you can do whatever you want, I know I'm sorry, I've failed that sister's please, I'm damned, I'm damned." Concubine Chen said that it was pear blossoms with rain, the crystal tears fell in the palm of King Fu's hand, and Concubine Chen at this moment looked so pitiful, facing her tears, King Fu remembered the willow who looked like Ximen Ruoxuan a few months ago, although it was a different face, but it had the same moving, their moving thing is that they made people feel pity when they looked at it, their hearts were soft, and their hands were loose, so they let go of Concubine Chen.

Originally, Murong Yichuan wanted to kill Concubine Chen, but if he thought about it carefully, he couldn't do that, if he killed the emperor's concubine for no reason, then it would inevitably cause a disaster, and then his image in the minds of the Manchu Dynasty civil and military would be greatly reduced, but he couldn't strictly explain the reason for killing Concubine Chen, he couldn't kill her directly, he should think of a better way to torture her, so that she might as well die in this harem.

"Concubine Chen,; This king will not kill you today, but this king will make your life worse than death" King Fu gritted his back molars and threw out this sentence, and then raised the dragon sword and slashed at Concubine Chen's clothes, and suddenly the fragments of her clothes were scattered on the ground, revealing her snow-white skin, as well as that pair of attractive peaks, Murong Yichuan gently scratched on Concubine Chen's snow-white skin with a part that was not very sharp, and immediately blood flowed out, and the great pain made Concubine Chen almost stand unsteadily and fall to the ground.

Murong Yichuan withdrew his sword and looked at Concubine Chen, who was bleeding, he laughed, the laughter was so cold; "For the sake of you and the better, this king will bypass your dog's life." With that, he turned around in a dashing manner and strode away.

King Fu walked away, Concubine Chen was no longer supportive, her legs were weak, and she sat on the ground with her buttocks, the blood from the wound was still flowing, and there was a little bright red on the clean ground.