Chapter seventy-three, the waning moon drinks together

It turned out that the princess said that he was forced to go out to open a mansion alone at the age of fourteen, and that he was also implicated in his mother's fornication. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

From this point of view, the one who wanted to harm her father back then also harmed King Qi's mother and son.

Qi Qing'er looked at King Qi, who was constantly pouring wine right now, her cheeks were red to the root of her ears, and she was weakly propped up on the desk with one hand. There was a sense of pity in her heart, but she still couldn't match the first thought in her heart, ruthless, and continued: "Could it be that His Royal Highness King Qi believes that His Royal Highness's mother ignored the palace rules and fornicated with foreign ministers?!" ”

King Qi's wine is already on the top.

In front of Qi Qing'er, it was already difficult for him to control his emotions.

Tonight, I learned that Huanyu-Qi Qing'er was coming, so I adjusted my state early. Who knows, but I heard her mention those unbearable old things.

lost the ability to think for a while, and was furious at Qi Qing'er.

At the moment, when I heard Qi Qing'er mentioning the word fornication, I was already uncontrollable. King Qi stepped on a steady but shaky step and approached Qi Qing'er.

The bloodshot peach blossom eyes glared at Qi Qing'er, and raised his hand again: "This king ordered you to leave now!" ”

Qi Qing'er sniffed the smell of sandalwood in front of her.

She knew, she was completely at him.

Xing's eyes were slightly reluctant, she took a step back, her pink lips trembled slightly, and Fang said softly: "Yes, Your Highness." ”

Qi Qing'er turned around and left, stepping out of the Yimei Garden.

When he met Jian Feng, who heard the sound, he hurriedly buried his face.

I don't know when, she even had tears in her eyes. lowered his forehead, gave Jian Feng a blessing, and hurriedly walked away.

King Qi stood in the Yimei Garden in amazement, looking at Qi Qing'er's back until he disappeared behind Meilin.

Then he picked up the glass of wine that Qi Qing'er had filled and raised his head to drink.

He laughed at himself with the waning moon.

Even if Qi Qing'er is reincarnated, it can't be the girl in front of her.

Sad, pathetic, a meaningless thought, he insisted on it in his heart for fifteen years.

Fingertips sliced over the marble table.

Make that kind of sound that makes people tremble.

King Qi was silent for a moment, and Qi Qing'er's words returned to his ears.

Fifteen years ago, the Qi Mansion was destroyed, which shocked the entire capital, and she knew that one or two was normal. It's just that when she mentioned these things, she obviously contained her own emotions.

King Qi straightened out his thoughts, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

Jian Feng came to the garden, glanced at the broken porcelain pieces all over the ground, and hurriedly walked to King Qi's side, "Your Highness, did that Miss Huanyu say something that made Your Highness unhappy?" ”

King Qi didn't answer, just slowly sat down again.

He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, and said: "The identity of that Huan Yu, this king wants you to verify it again." ”

Jian Feng's slender face was slightly puzzled, "Haven't they all been verified, and there is no problem." Why does His Highness think there is something suspicious? ”

"Suspicious?" King Qi repeated this sentence, his thin lips curved out of an arc that didn't seem to be like a smile, and continued: "Ordinary people, married girls are fifteen or sixteen years old, do you think that Huanyu looks like she is only fifteen or sixteen years old?" ”

Jian Feng lowered his head and thought for a moment, "She looks like she's over seventeen, and her subordinates really can't tell her specific age." ”

"Then did you verify Huanyu's identity last time, did you verify your age?" King Qi turned around, his eyebrows full of caution.

Jian Feng raised his hand as if he suddenly realized, "Sure enough, His Highness has thought it through, I actually forgot to verify her age." The subordinates will order them to go down tomorrow, and they will soon know the answer. ”

King Qi lifted his body, and the wine was not as disturbing as Shicai.

Stretched out his hand to stop Jian Feng, who was about to retreat, and said, "Not only her age, but also the trivialities of her past, the clearer you can find out, the better." Also, in the area of Thorn Prefecture, pay attention to the women who have not run away from home and run away from marriage, and verify them all if they have. ”

King Qi said, looking up at the waning moon again.

The cold wind tugged at his black hair, and his dark eyes shone with a hazy moonlight.

Qi Qing'er, Qi Qing'er, is this person you!

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I drank the glass of liquor in a hurry, and by this time the heartburn was tumbling from my stomach.

Qi Qing'er held on to the pillars in the corridor and walked slowly step by step.

From the Yimei Garden to the west gate, she walked for nearly half an hour, and rested several times in the middle.

She kept recalling King Qi's emotions, as well as his anger.

Thousands of thoughts mixed with the pain caused by liquor like silk welled up in my heart.

It turned out that he watched her being escorted and exiled by officers and soldiers and did not come forward to stop her because his mother was also sent to the cold palace at the same time.

He stood outside the walls of the Qi Mansion like that, and he was also helpless.

On this trip to King Qi's mansion, Qi Qing'er herself understood that King Qi must have moved the idea of verifying her identity.

Leaning on the pillar, he gasped again.

If he wants to check, let him check!

Qi Qing'er also laughed self-deprecatingly, somehow she was afraid that King Ling would verify her identity, but she didn't care at all that King Qi would verify her identity.

Thinking of this, she looked at the waning moon and pursed her pink lips.

At least now she knows more about the grievances she had made fifteen years ago.

He walked on, and at last he came to the west door, and saw the carriage waiting on the side of the gray street.

Qi Qing'er walked to the middle of the street and glanced back at the west gate of King Qi's mansion.

A very inconspicuous two-wheeled carriage caught Qi Qing'er's eyes.

This one is not hers.

In front of it, there was a lamp made of glass paper, which was burned with oil lamps, reflecting a small piece of bluestone pavement under the carriage reddish.

A horse, a car, and a driver, only the shadow of the lights at night.

It doesn't seem to want others to find out.

Qi Qing'er walked to the dark part of the street, walked to the back of his carriage, and deliberately hid his body.

The carriage came from far and near, and it actually stopped at the west gate of King Qi's mansion.

The coachman jumped out of the carriage, went around to the back of the carriage, uncovered the cloth, and respectfully blessed the upper half of the carriage.

Qi Qing'er was even more curious.

Who else would visit King Qi's mansion at night?

After a while, I saw a thin body, draped in a brocade fluff shawl, and the long hair was only tied in a casual and somewhat charming bun on the left side, without any ornaments.

In the dim light of the waning moon, it is particularly petite and lovely.

Qi Qing'er watched from afar.

There were waves of incomprehensible ripples in my heart.

Who the hell is she?

The back looked like he was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, and he also looked at the west door of the Qi Palace, which was the first time he had been to the mansion!

Qi Qing'er couldn't help but remember seeing a scene in the cold palace.

The two women dressed as Qing Shui, one of them was fifteen or sixteen years old, and the average height in front of him.

Qi Qing'er couldn't help frowning.

How could there be fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls in the cold palace, and I have never heard of Emperor Gao's draft in recent years, so naturally no such young concubine in the palace can be beaten into the cold palace.

If it is said that it is a palace maid, it is possible, but if the palace maid makes a mistake, she should go to the secluded court and other places, no matter what, it will not be her turn to enter the cold palace.

The more Qi Qing'er thought about it, the more she felt that she was too worried.

This woman may be a plaything called to the house by King Qi, how can she have anything to do with the cold palace.

is like the tomboy I saw when I first kicked the Qi Palace.

King Qi is nominally unmarried, but behind his back, he likes to raise fans like this and have fun.

The banquet in the plum garden may be for this person outside the west gate!

Qi Qing'er's afterglow swept over the fifteen or sixteen-year-old woman again, and a wave of disgust suddenly rose in her heart. Such a King of Qi is really not worthy of her distress and pity, all of this is just his own doing.

Turned around and got into the carriage, and told the coachman to go back to the Pure Princess's Mansion.