Celestial Bar.

There was a mixture of tobacco and alcohol in the air, and Yan Chuqi sat by the bar, pouring a glass of wine into his mouth, his eyes clear.

She couldn't open her eyes a little by the flickering lights, but the action of pouring wine and drinking did not stop in the slightest.

A few ruffian men walked over, Yan Chuqi's eyes flashed slightly, and he ignored them.

"Is it a beautiful woman?" A man with a tattoo on his arm, with a string of smoke rings out of his mouth, asked teasingly. The man had a beard and a fierce look, and he knew at a glance that he was not a good man.

The bar waiter saw this scene and silently withdrew. The rest of the drinkers and sober people stayed away for fear of getting into trouble.

Yan Chuqi continued to pour and drink wine, without words.

"Big brother, this girl doesn't give you face!" A small, thin man sneered.

"Yes, big brother, why don't you let my brother teach her a lesson? I promise to be obedient in a while. The man who spoke had a fleshy face, small eyes, squinted into a slit, and a face full of complexion.

"Come on!" Yan Chuqi picked up a beer bottle and raised his eyes to look at the three of them.

Hearing only a muffled sound, Yan Chuqi's hands were stained with blood, and the short and fat man fell to the ground in response, his head covered with blood.

"Do you want to do it again? Who's on this time? Yan Chuqi's cold voice seemed to come from the Rakshasa Hell, which made people feel chills down their spines when they heard it.

"Come on, come on! Killed! Kill ......" Before the thin man could finish his words, he fell again in a pool of blood.

Yan Chuqi threw away the bottle, reached out to wipe the blood on his hands on his clothes, and leaned on the bar table half-lying, as if he was extremely tired.

The eldest of the three stood stunned, his feet like glue, unable to move half a step.

"Tell me, who gave the drug." Yan Chuqi's tone was flat, as if he was asking something completely irrelevant to him.

"No...... No, I ...... Neither do I... I don't know! The man was trembling all over, and even stammering, "Don't kill me!" Don't kill me......"

At some point, the music stopped, and the bar was eerily quiet, except for the man's stammering pleas for mercy.

"Say no more!" Yan Chuqi interrupted him a little impatiently, his expression a little painful.

The man's voice stopped abruptly, and his legs shook into chaff.

Then, there was a loud thud, and there was a lewd laugh of men, and the sound of people rushing out of the door, and the sound of gunshots.

The back garden of Cining Palace.

A man in a blue-gray eunuch suit lay on the ground, unconscious. It's a relatively remote trail and sparsely populated.

Open your eyes and close them again.

Yan Chuqi never thought until she died, who designed the bar murder, and with her acumen, she found out that she had been drugged until the end of the drink.

"This is not a hospital." Her mind raced to judge the current situation. "It's like an ancient garden."

Open your eyes again.

"............" Yan Chuqi couldn't help but burst into foul language, "Is this a lost ancient time?" ”

Suddenly, a labor pain struck, Yan Chuqi carefully touched the sore spot, and there were blood stains in his palms. Looking at some immature little hands, Yan Chuqi was a little dazed.

She endured the tearing pain on her head, and forced her body to stand up, her head was a little dizzy, like the sequelae of a blood draw.

Yan Chuqi subconsciously patted the dust on his clothes with his hand, patted it, and was stunned again. "Don't mind, don't you? I...... That's it, become a eunuch? ”

Yan Chuqi resisted the urge to scold his father, continued to calmly pat the ashes on his body, wiped the blood off his hands, used the handkerchief he carried to simply bandage the wounds on his head, and picked up the gray eunuch hat that fell to the side and covered his head.

"Hiss~~, it hurts." Yan Chuqi sorted out his emotions and looked at this place carefully. In front of you is a cobblestone path, lined with evergreens and a few small unknown wildflowers blooming under the trees. It can be seen that the gardener of the palace has not come to prune for a long time, and the branches of the tree are intertwined, which is very messy and beautiful.

The place where Yan Chuqi was lying was just around the corner, and he couldn't see the scenery in the distance clearly. Suddenly, she felt dizzy and almost fell. When I opened my eyes again, my eyes were full of playfulness, and a smile broke out at the corner of my mouth.

In just 20 seconds, she received the original memories of this body. It's messy and complicated. She quickly grasped the point, the original owner died of a head injury because when he first entered the palace, he provoked the master of Cining Palace, that is, a popular person next to Concubine Li Guifei, a father-in-law named Deshun.

In such a late autumn, after the original owner was severely beaten, he was pushed on a stone by the little eunuch and died.

Yan Chuqi walked along the path, and after turning more than a dozen corners, he finally saw the sign at the back door of Cining Palace. She greeted people casually, "Father-in-law Yuan, hello." ”

One person was beckoning the little eunuchs to work, and when he heard Yan Chuqi calling, he turned around and shook the dust whisk in his hand, his voice was sharp, as if there was sugar in his throat, "Xiao Qi, where did you go to hide today?" It's almost noon, and the ladies can fall in love with your craftsmanship. ”

"Father-in-law Yuan, the slave doesn't know what he has eaten, this stomach, it hurts all night, and he ran a few more times to the thatched house this morning before he ......" Yan Chuqi was very surprised when he found that he could say words that were not yin or yang without pinching his throat, but his subordinates were not slow, and a small silver ingot had been stuffed into the hand of Father-in-law Yuan. This little meaning, please let your father-in-law smile and be accommodating. ”

Gonggong Yuan looked at me in some surprise, and suddenly understood a little. "That's how you can be sensible, yes, and learn more from those sensible people in the future. ”

Contempt and disdain slipped in Yan Chuqi's eyes, and he lowered his head to avoid the gaze of Gonggong Yuan. "Father-in-law, then I ......"

"Okay, you go to the mother, the imperial dining room should also bring food." Yuan Gonggong's face did not change and ordered.

"Yes." Yan Chuqi bowed slightly and walked along the main palace. Along the way, there are prosperous scenery, there are many kinds of flowers that Yan Chuqi has never seen, and there are extremely beautiful rockeries.

Bypassing a small round pool, Yan Chuqi looked up at the sky, the sun was empty, and it was a little hot. Reaching out and stroking the thin sweat on his head, he bent down slightly and walked towards the extremely luxurious dormitory.

This Cining Palace is like in the previous life, a very pure Chinese architecture, but it has a lot more popularity and less deserted.

Looking at this arrogant palace, Yan Chuqi was a little distracted. At this moment, a handsome woman wearing an emerald green palace dress walked out.

"Xiao Qi, why don't you come in when you stand still?" The sound is good, as crisp as a silver bell.

"Sister Cuizhu, the little one is coming here." Yan Chuqi returned to his senses and looked at the girl called Cuizhu respectfully. This person has a gentle temperament, is quite good, and serves in front of the concubine, and is very proud.

Yan Chuqi walked a little stiffly and walked towards the hall. She struggles to bow over, just like in the TV series.

"Xiao Qi, come and cook for this palace." As soon as Yan Chuqi stepped into the hall, he heard an extremely gentle voice.