Seven or eight years? When he came, Wan Jili was not Dingguo Gong?

So Wan Wenyi wasn't a concubine at that time?

Ying Qi always felt that there was something wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

After the bhikshunis left, Maki walked slowly out of the room, and she paced slowly along the courtyard.

The southwestern secluded courtyard is really a bit strange, surrounded by water, except for a single water path leading to the secluded, the whole secluded courtyard looks like a lake pavilion.

It's not like it's for the sake of a good view, Ju Qi frowned and stared at the secluded courtyard not far away, because Wan Jili came, and the water path leading to the secluded courtyard was already heavily guarded.

She lowered her eyes and kicked the pebbles at her feet into the water at will, her eyes lit up, and she thought about it.

Ju Qi found a corner where no one was around, and quietly dived into the water.

The water in the pond is quite deep, more than a foot deep, and she dives to the bottom, which can basically hide people's eyes and ears.

She swam slowly along the water and silently dived into the secluded courtyard.

The secluded courtyard is not big, and the seven went around to the back of the main house of the secluded courtyard, and when he saw that there was no one around, he cautiously surfaced.

Her body is still silk, not wet in water, the main house is surrounded by railings, and the outside of the railing is a zhang deep water.

No matter how you look at it, you think it's a place where people are detained.

She quietly hid under the window of the main house, just in time to hear the sound in the room, she pursed her lips, and soaked the corner of the window with saliva, only to see the figures of two people in the fog.

One is Wan Jili, who is sitting on a chair drinking tea.

The other should be Mrs. Wan, she is kneeling on the futon, listening to the sound of chanting the scriptures, it is clear that she is only half a hundred Mrs., but her hair is already gray.

"Mother, why are you here?" Wan Jili sighed helplessly.

Mrs. Wan ignored him, and just lowered her head and closed her eyes to chant Buddha sutras.

Wan Jili put the tea cup in his hand on the table, and said bitterly: "Mother, as long as you don't go out and talk nonsense, the glory and wealth of the Guogong Mansion are inexhaustible, why should my son lock you up here!" ”

Ju Qi was shocked, Mrs. Wan was locked up here by Wan Jili?

Mrs. Wan finally reacted, she slowly opened her eyes and sneered: "You are not my son, you are a brute, you can even kill your own sister, are you still human?" ”

She staggered to her feet, her eyes full of hatred, as if she remembered something from the past, and she was very excited.

"That demon woman in the palace pretended to be my daughter, so that Wen Yi couldn't be blinded under Jiuquan!" Mrs. Wan trembled and pointed at Wan Jili, "You! You will not be afraid of retribution! ”

Wan Jili's expression was a little unhappy: "Mother, I'm all for our family!" ”

"Shut up!" Mrs. Wan was emotional, her face turned red, "You are not from the Wanjia family!" Wanjia doesn't have a brute like you! ”

Wan Jili became more and more impatient, he snorted coldly, and slowly took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve and put it on the table: "Since my mother looks down on me, I don't want my mother to be here for the rest of my life, after taking this, you can go and accompany your sister." ”

Wan Jili put down his things, didn't say anything else, stood up and strode out.

Mrs. Wan looked at the white porcelain vase on the table in a daze, and finally couldn't support it and collapsed on the ground, crying silently, holding a brocade handkerchief in her hand, and still muttering in her mouth: "Wen Yi, it's my mother who is sorry for you......"

Maki Qi's face was slightly gloomy, but in fact, his heart was already shocked by their conversation.

First of all, Wan Jili killed his own sister.

Secondly, Wan Wenyi is not Wan Jili's sister.

Ying Qi pursed her lips, her eyes fell on the brocade in Mrs. Wan's hand, she always felt that something was wrong, she pondered for a moment or decided to go back first.

She dived out the water according to the way she came, but fortunately she acted well, and it was late again, and no one saw her.

When she went back, Hehuan immediately greeted her: "Where did the girl go, why don't you wear more?" Don't catch a cold. ”

In order to dive, he only wore a silk silk, which was as light as yarn, and it was already late autumn, and it was very cool in the morning and evening.

Ju Qi smiled: "I'm a merman, not cold." ”

She slowly walked to Shuang'er's side and said softly: "You have a wound on your back, you still have to take care of it, this torn clothes, just sew it for Hehuan." ”

Shuang'er lowered her eyebrows and smiled slightly: "I've been lying on my stomach for a day, and I'm really bored." ”

Ying Qi motioned to Hehuan to close the door, and Hehuan went immediately.

After the door was closed, Ying Qi lowered his voice and said, "I just went to the southwest retreat. ”

Hehuan was shocked: "Where is the girl going to do something?" ”

"Let's see what's so rare." Maki Qi smiled.

"What did the girl hear about?" Shuang'er, who had been silent, suddenly opened his mouth.

Ying Qi raised his eyes and glanced at the door, and said in a low voice: "It turns out that today's Wan Guifei is not the sister of Dingguo Gong, and Dingguo Gong's own sister has long been killed by him. ”

Hehuan's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of shock: "How come?" The Wan Guifei I saw in the palace before was Miss Wan, it was exactly the same, if I really wanted to say that it was different, it was that Wan Guifei was even more charming. ”

Maki Qi pursed his lips, chuckled and did not speak.

There was silence in the room, and Hehuan was speechless in shock.

After a long time, Shuang'er lowered her eyes and said, "Maybe the Miss Wan you saw is no longer the real Miss Wan." ”

As soon as Hehuan heard her words, he immediately grabbed her hand and asked, "By the way, Sister Shuang'er, you used to be a maid in Wanfu, do you know anything inside?" ”

Shuang'er stiffened, and then said lightly with sarcasm in his eyes: "I'm just a rough maid, how do I know their secrets?" ”

Speaking of Wan Jili, after leaving the southwest retreat, he was stopped by a bhikshuni: "This donor, please hold it." ”

He followed the bhikshuni to the meditation room of the Buddha Buddha, and the bhikshuni left with his hands folded.

Wan Jili asked his subordinates to guard the door and pushed the door in by himself.

Dao Rong was sitting on the chair looking at the scriptures, Wan Jili closed the door with his hands behind his back, and chuckled: "What did you call me to do?" ”

Dao Rong slowly put down the scriptures in his hand and said with a smile: "What do you say? ”

Wan Jili hung peach blossom eyes, his eyes were full of affection, he walked to Daorong's side, stretched out his hand and reached down her neckline and probed in: "Thought?" ”

"How long has it been since you've been here?" Dao Rong was rubbed by him for a while, and then gasped.

Daorong is not old, thirty-eight nine, when he hooked up with Wan Jili, he was only twenty-eight, and it has been more than ten years now.

Although she has lost her hair, her figure is very plump and her posture is also excellent, otherwise Wan Jili would not be able to hook up with her.

Wan Jili played with it for a while, then felt hot under him, tore Daorong's clothes, and hugged her.

"There's a guy in the temple." Dao Rong held the trembling tremor on his chest and sent it into Wan Jili's mouth, followed by a comfortable sigh.

Wan Jili was full of that matter, so he asked casually: "Who?" ”

"Sharks."