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After dinner, Rong Yunhe took Princess Rong and the side concubines out of the dormitory and enjoyed the scenery in the courtyard.

Rong Yunhe gently hugged the waist of the side concubine and kissed from time to time, very tired, but Princess Rong, who was on the side, has always been like a foil to accompany her.

There were passing palace maids and eunuchs around, although they bowed their heads to say hello, and then left in a hurry, they couldn't stop admiring and regretting in their hearts, this Princess Rong was a little too virtuous and virtuous.

Although the royal family and nobles between several countries have always had three wives and four concubines, when the main wife is generally present, the side wives and concubines still have to have some scruples.

But now that the side concubines of the three kings of Fuxian are so blind to Princess Rong, it can't be said that the three kings of Fuxian are too spoiled, it can only be said that Princess Rong is too indulgent.

However, the more the palace maids and eunuchs who passed by showed that kind of surprised expression, the more fearless the concubine became, reached out to hold Rong Yunhe's waist, lowered her eyes slightly and bit his chest.

Rong Yunhe snorted lightly and kissed her on the forehead: "Little goblin, let's see how this king tortures you tonight." ”

The side concubine chuckled: "Lord, the concubine is inconvenient tonight, and besides, you haven't been to accompany the princess for a few months." ”

Rong Yunhe was helpless, glanced at Princess Rong who was smiling at him, and sighed disappointedly: "It can only be like this." ”

The moonlight climbed up the treetops, and Rong Yunhe stayed in the courtyard for a while before letting go of the side concubine in his arms, and said to Princess Rong: "Go back." ”

As he spoke, he didn't even mean to wait for Princess Rong to take a step, and walked directly into the house.

Princess Rong seemed to be accustomed to this kind of life, her face remained unchanged, and she followed behind Rong Yunhe with lowered eyes.

But the side concubine looked at the figure of Princess Rong, hooking her lips and smiling.

When night fell, the courtyard quieted down little by little, and from time to time two figures could be seen walking in the side concubine's house.

In the grass in the backyard of the dormitory.

Qiqiao, who was lying in the grass with a head full of grass, looked at the figures in the room and flickered, and was so frightened that he went crazy: "Mother, mother, is this concubine's house haunted, haunted?"

She clearly remembered that she had just heard the concubine say that she was not feeling well tonight and wanted to go back to the house to rest by herself, but now a pair of figures flashed on the window lattice.

This, this......

Hua Yueman spit out the grass stalk in his mouth: "Where did so many ghosts come from." As she spoke, she pulled Qiqiao up and detoured through the woods, "Now you go and call the prince to come over, and then pull some palace maids and eunuchs over on the way." ”

Qiqiao nodded and turned around, but after walking a few steps, he found that Hua Yueman was still standing in place: "Won't Niangniang go with the slave?"

Hua Yueman shook his head: "No, I have more important things to do." ”

Qiqiao was stunned: "What's the matter?"

Hua Yueman smiled and took out the fire fold in his arms: "Set fire." ”

Tangram: "......"

The east house of the sleeping palace of the three kings of Fuxian.

The pink and yellow curtains, the twilight is slightly cool, and the tassels are swaying gently in the wind.

Princess Rong sat on the stool, bowed her head and concentrated on embroidering a handkerchief in her hand, and her white fingertips pinched the embroidery needle and kept passing through the handkerchief, making the already delicate pattern on the handkerchief more lifelike.

Rong Yunhe took a glass of wine, walked over slowly, lowered his eyes and looked at the pattern on the handkerchief, and smiled softly: "Looking at each other in the shape of the moon, only envy the mandarin ducks and not the immortals, what a pair of vivid mandarin ducks, but you want to give it to him?"

Princess Rong shook, the tip of the needle pierced her fingertips, and she raised her head tremblingly, not caring about the bright red blood condensing into drops on her fingertips.

"Lord, it's not what you think, the concubine has long forgotten that person. ”

"Isn't this king thinking?" Rong Yunhe lowered his eyes and looked at her with a smile, "When you married this king, you still had a love letter written to him in your arms, such a disgusting thing this king can't forget for the rest of his life, but the princess said forget it?"

Princess Rong pleaded and grabbed his sleeve, tears in her eyes: "Don't be careful, since the concubine married the prince, there is only the prince in her heart." ”

Rong Yunhe shook off her hand without pity, and poured the wine in the wine glass towards her face: "Who the princess is thinking about in her heart has nothing to do with this king anymore. ”

As he spoke, he reached out and clamped her chin, forcing her to look at himself: "I forgot to tell the princess something, he ......"

Before Rong Yunhe finished speaking, a shocking sound suddenly came from the backyard.

"When-dang-dang-" Three gongs rang out, shaking half the sky.

Rong Yunhe was slightly stunned, turned around and looked at the back window, only to see that outside the hazy window lattice, there seemed to be many figures walking, some holding brooms, some running for their lives, and some shouting wildly.

"Come on, people, let's go on the water!"

"Go and fetch water! The sleeping palace of the Three Kings of Fuxian is out of water!"

Seeing the smoke billowing out of the backyard, Rong Yunhe didn't have time to think about it, let go of Princess Rong's chin, and hurriedly ran towards the outside of the dormitory alone.

Princess Rong slowly stood up, looking at Rong Yunhe's back that had never looked back from beginning to end, and suddenly something crossed her eyes, and she felt sad.

In the backyard, Hua Yueman was alone while fanning the flames, carrying a broom back and forth, running from left to right from time to time, and shouting from time to time banging on a gong.

She plays a variety of roles, and playing alone in the backyard of the bedroom of the Three Kings of Fuxian is called a hi.

Outside the dormitory, the palace people passing by here listened to this cry, and looked at the constantly smoking backyard, so frightened that the seven souls were gone, and subconsciously shouted: "Ahhh

The news of the water spread as soon as it spread ten, but it was just a blink of an eye, and the bedroom of the three kings of Fuxian became a pot of porridge.

Hua Yueman listened to the movement in the front yard and knew that things were almost over, and was about to slip away along the backyard, but found that her skirt was hanging on the back door without knowing something.

This is unlucky......

Hua Yue squatted down anxiously and kept pulling her skirt.

It's just that the skirt is so strong that she let her pull and gnaw it for a long time, and she didn't even pull out a silk......

The irresistible fire grew bigger and bigger, spreading from the backyard to the entire sleeping palace of the Three Kings of Fuxian, bursts of thick black smoke shrouded the sky above, and the suffocating smell made people breathless.

"Ahem, ahem...... cough cough cough ......"

Hua Yueman coughed while desperately pulling her skirt, beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, and the lack of oxygen in the air made her eyes slowly darken.

Isn't it too big this time......

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