Chapter 11: The Scholar Counterattacks as Emperor (11)
"Probably not...... Xiao 8 muttered, "I think it's very likely that you gave him the white jade flute, after all, it's something he won't let go of." β
Qin Yi remembered the picture of not being able to pull the flute out of his hand just now, and said in a deep voice: "Hmm. β
She soaked her hand into the coffin again, grabbed the white jade flute and pumped it hard.
Little 8: "......"
Qin Gong: "......"
Little 8 simulated the sound of a human swallowing saliva to express his feelings: "Servant, is it the sound of a broken bone just from that?" β
Qin Gong glanced into the coffin: "Well," he added, "It's a hand bone." β
Xiao 8 didn't know if she cared about Ah Lang or not. Said she cared, she broke the hand bones of his body and was indifferent, saying she didn't care...... Thinking of her state in the past two days, why don't you care.
She held the white jade flute in front of her at this time: "Is it you?" β
Bai Yudi: "......" No, I'm not.
She frowned slightly: "Little 8, is this really him?" β
Little 8: "I don't know. β
"If his soul is inside, can he speak?"
"Probably not, right? It's dead. β
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Qin Gong looked around the mourning hall for another week, as Xiao 8 said, it is more likely that this flute is still this flute. She took one last look at the young man's face, pushed the coffin lid back, and prepared to go out.
"Meowβ"
Tyuki, who had been quiet for a while, suddenly jumped up and took the white jade flute from her hand.
Qin Gong's hands were empty, and his eyes stared at the snow that had jumped on the coffin lid: "Snow tread, do you want to die?" β
Tauxue's two paws pressed the flute, and his mouth was finally empty, and he let out a pitiful "meow".
She walked over and held out her hand: "Come back." β
Treading the snow: "Meow woo." β
"Huh? Still not yet? β
"Meow!"
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The interaction between one person and one cat made Xiao 8 have a flash of inspiration: "Servant, do you think that Ah Lang will be attached to Treading Snow?" β
Qin Gong: "......"
Taxue hugged the flute tightly, and when she saw that her face suddenly changed, she couldn't help tilting her head: "Meow? β
Qin Gong stared at the amber pupils of Taxue, and suddenly said, "Is it you?" If yes, you meow. β
Treading the snow: "Meow." β
Qin Gong: "Meow twice." β
Treading the snow: "Meow meow." β
Qin Gong: "Three sounds." β
Treading the snow: "Meow meow." β
Qin Gong: "......"
It seems that it is.
Next.
Qi Yu woke up and summoned his subordinates: "How was the situation last night?" β
Knowing that he was asking about Qin Gong, his subordinates replied truthfully: "Miss Qin stayed in the mourning hall for a long time, and then went back with the snow in her arms. β
Qi Yu was stunned: "She took away the snow?" β
"Yes, my subordinates are going to bring the snow back?"
"No need, it's not the first time to go back to her by stepping on the snow," Qi Yu paused, "Get ready, bury Ah Lang today." β
"Yes."
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When I woke up, the cat in my arms was gone. Qin Zhi's face was expressionless: "What about others?" β
Xiao 8 said consciously: "I have been arguing with 003 last night, it is the system that took the wrong medicine to me, it sent me the wrong medicine by itself, and it still wants me to be reimbursed, go to it!" β
Qin Gong: "......"
It seems that he can't ask.
Qin Gong searched the courtyard inside and out, but she didn't see the figure of stepping on the snow, so she turned her steps and went to the next courtyard.
Qi Yu was still dressed as a scholar, raised his eyes to see her, and smiled gently: "Miss Qin is here to give Ah Lang a funeral?" β
"What about the snow?"
The corners of his mouth twitched: "Isn't it yours to step on the snow?" "I thought she was a little different from Alang, but sure enough, his funeral was not as good as a cat.
"He's gone, is he back to you?" Without waiting for him to answer, she walked directly past him and walked in, "I'll find it myself." β
"Master?"
"Let her find it."
"Yes."
Of course, I didn't find it.
Qin Gong searched the courtyards of the two houses, and did not even let go of Qi Yu's room, and finally came to the fact that he was indeed gone, and returned to the courtyard as if nothing happened.
Xiao 8 obediently admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, I should always pay attention to the movements around you." β
"The flute is gone, he is leaving, you don't have to blame yourself."
"You're so nice."
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The disappearance of Taxue and Bai Yudi did not cause Qin Gong's discomfort, she returned to her previous life of eating and drinking, waiting for the mission to come.
Little 8 was also relieved because his host wanted to open it.
Before Qin Gong's next mission arrived, the courtyard next door was already empty.
The news of the return of the missing Seven Princes caused turmoil among the various forces in the imperial city.
The pity for Concubine Xi over the years made the emperor love Qi Yu a little more. Qi Yu is also a filial and sensible person, and the emperor's sadness when he just lost his beloved son Qi Wei has eased a little.
Under the guidance of Concubine Xi, Qi Yu quickly won the emperor's sincere favor, he has not yet set up another palace, and there is no prince in the East Palace, I don't know how it persuaded the emperor, the emperor directly let him live in the East Palace temporarily.
"Servant, the last mission is coming," Little 8 was in high spirits, "as long as we complete it, we will have a lot of energy points, and then we will go to the next world." β
Qin Gong: "Hmm. β
"A failed assassination, mission target: Qi Yu."
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It's night. East Palace.
The emperor came to the East Palace with Concubine Xi to have dinner with Qi Yu under the coquettishness of Concubine Xi, and after dinner, the father and son played Go, and Concubine Xi watched gently beside her.
Under Qi Yu's intentional guidance, the emperor won two games, and Qi Yu narrowly won the third game, very surprised: "Father! β
The emperor was very pleased: "Yu'er is very good, I am very relieved." β
"Your Majesty, the hour is not early," Concubine Xi got up and said, "It's time to rest." β
"It's good ......"
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When Qi Yu sent the emperor and Concubine Xi to the gate of the East Palace, he saw Qin Gong standing there with Baoqin at a glance, and his gentle face instantly became dark.
Tonight's wind was very strong, Qin Zhi's black clothes and black hair seemed to melt into the night, only his skin was as white as snow.
Qi Yu immediately shouted: "Someone is coming-"
"Ding."
A crisp piano sounded, and the target was directed at Qi Yu. The sound of the piano was invisible, and he couldn't avoid it, and he snorted, blood spilled from the corners of his lips.
"Yu'er!"
Qi Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and he said hurriedly: "Father, mother, cover your ears quickly!" β
When the emperor and Concubine Xi heard this, they didn't care about their image, and directly covered their ears tightly.
The guards who protected the emperor were dispatched in unison, and the sharp "escort" sound of the chief eunuch resounded throughout the East Palace. Qi Yu's eyes were fixed on the expressionless Qin Gong.
Although he vomited blood at that moment, it didn't really hurt him, this can't be her real strength, what does she want to do?
The guards and guards fell to the ground.
Qin Gong suddenly glanced at him.
Qi Yufu snatched a sword from one of the guards and shouted, "You guys come forward and entangle her!" β
As soon as his voice fell, the guards and secret guards were not afraid of death and rushed forward to entangle Qin Gong, wave after wave of people fell in the sound wave, and Qi Yu finally "found the right time" to rush forward.
A sword pierces the chest.
He whispered, "Why?" β
She stopped the piano, and her voice was almost inaudible: "If you come back from stepping on the snow, treat him well." β
His lips moved: "...... Good. β