Adore Trick of Beauty

It was already dusk when Nie Wushuang returned to Yinfeng Terrace. He had only been out for half a day and was already exhausted. She walked to the bed. Xiao Fengqing's fever had subsided, but she still fell asleep.

Nie Wushuang's cold hand brushed his forehead, and tears fell before he could say a word.

"Feng Qing, why don't you wake up? It's been almost three days..." She lay beside him and murmured to herself: "I did something just now. I killed Concubine Jin. If she didn't die, Wang Jing will not give up, the country of Ying will not be stable, and the siege of Qidi Congjiang will not be lifted."

"If she doesn't die, the crown prince will not be able to successfully ascend to the throne of emperor. In the end, you and I will have to become more and more passive. In the court, how can Gu Qinghong and Liu Yucheng use their fists to contain Grand Master Wang and his party..."

"Am I too selfish..."

She talked nonchalantly, and when she got tired, she fell asleep next to him.

I don’t know how long I have been sleeping, but suddenly someone from the palace hurried in from outside and shouted in a loud voice: "The Queen, the Queen, it's not good! It's not good!"

Nie Wushuang woke up suddenly and whispered angrily: "What on earth is going on?!"

The palace attendant rushed in panting, knelt down and said tremblingly: "Queen, outside the palace...outside the palace...there are many soldiers and horses...feng"

Nie Wushuang suddenly thought: "What kind of soldiers and horses are they? Didn't I say that the palace gate is closed? Who leaked the news?"

Naturally, the palace man didn't know, and his face turned pale: "It seems...it's Wang Taishi's soldiers and horses. He...he wants to break into the palace. From the looks of this slave, it seems that Wang Taishi has already known that Mrs. Zhao Guo has...died suddenly." ”

When Nie Wushuang heard this, he was stunned for a while, and then suddenly sneered: "You know it so soon? What does he want? Do you want to come into the palace and kill me?"

She stood up, calmly arranged her clothes in front of the bronze mirror, and said coldly: "The palace door is closed, they won't be able to break in for a while."

"What should we do?" The palace man looked up eagerly and asked.

"What can we do?" Nie Wushuang turned around, Qingcheng's face was pale but fearless: "Of course we can find a way."

After saying that, she turned around and walked out, going straight to the high platform.

Standing on the high platform of Yinfeng Terrace, Nie Wushuang looked around. The palace gate was already heavily surrounded, and the torches in the hands of those soldiers and horses almost burned half of the sky. After all, there were no less than 20,000 people, and the crowd was so dense that it was intimidating.

Someone approached from behind, Nie Wushuang turned around and saw Yang Zhi's heavy expression.

Yang Zhi knelt down and said, "Empress, Grand Master Wang led more than 20,000 elite men to surround the palace and threatened... to take the Queen's head!"

He raised his head, with despair in his eyes: "Empress, your concubine's death has completely angered Master Wang! What should we do now? Your Highness is asleep again, and there are only less than 10,000 imperial guardsmen in the palace. Empress... …”

Nie Wushuang looked at him. The night wind blew up and blew her long sleeves. At this moment, her face was very calm, as calm as a lake. Step by step, she has done everything she should and should not do.

"I know." Nie Wushuang turned around. Under the night sky, the light of torches outside the palace gate almost lit up her eyes.

She looked at the soldiers and horses in the distance, feeling the tense atmosphere in the air, and said lightly: "Go and tell Grand Master Wang outside the palace gate. If he wants my life, I will give him the order in Xinyi Palace." The lady must also be buried with me!"

Yang Zhi's eyes suddenly lit up, he responded quickly and hurriedly got off the platform.

Nie Wushuang took a long breath, and a cold look passed through his beautiful eyes. In the long sleeves, his hands slowly clasped together, as if he was holding his own destiny...

Yang Zhi went to deliver the message and soon received a reply. Master Wang no longer yelled outside the palace, but a group of rude soldiers yelled and cursed outside the palace gate.

When Nie Wushuang heard the reward, a sneer overflowed from her red lips: "Let them scold me. If scolding could kill someone, I would have died a thousand times ago. When they are tired of scolding me, they will naturally be willing to sit down and talk with me. "

"Talk? What to talk about?" Yang Zhi couldn't help but ask.

Nie Wushuang took a sip of the hot tea, watched the tea leaves tumbling in the tea, and finally settled at the bottom of the tea cup, and then slowly said: "Let's talk about establishing the prince as the young emperor."

Yang Zhi was shocked and couldn't help but said in surprise: "Master Wang will never agree."

Nie Wushuang sneered and asked: "Why don't you agree? His daughter has been sentenced to death by this palace. No matter how powerful Wang Jing is, how can he interfere in the harem without Mrs. Zhao? If his rebellion must be justified, just We want the crown prince to ascend the throne. As a member of the royal family, His Royal Highness Prince Rui dares not to depose the emperor and stand on his own initiative, so who is Wang Jing!"

After hearing this, Yang Zhi thought carefully for a long time and then breathed a sigh of relief: "So, Master Wang will definitely agree to have a good talk with the Queen?"

Nie Wushuang was noncommittal. She raised her head, looked at the dark void outside the hall, and said slowly: "Not necessarily."

Yang Zhi's heart suddenly lifted after he had just put it down: "Are there any variables?"

Nie Wushuang smiled coldly: "No, what I'm betting on is how much brain Wang Jing has! Whether he can see through the situation in front of him."

Yang Zhi was suddenly speechless. Outside the palace, the light of the torch seemed to be brighter again.

Everyone in Yinfengtai is in danger and dare not make a sound while walking. In the inner hall, Nie Wushuang helped Xiao Fengqing up, took the concoction from the hand of the palace maid, and fed him to drink it bit by bit. Xiao Fengqing's high fever has subsided, but now her body has become cold.

After Nie Wushuang finished taking the medicine, he ordered the palace officials to

She brought a few quilts to cover him, and she looked at his unconscious face. At this time, the candlelight in the inner hall swayed, softening his excessively pale complexion.

She looked at him and whispered: "Feng Qing, don't sleep. Get up and take a look. Wang Jing is about to force me into the palace. He wants to kill me to pay for his daughter's life."

"Feng Qing, do you think I will die after tonight? You don't want me to die, do you? Wake up..."

"Feng Qing, wake up."

She whispered in his ear over and over again.

At this time, Yang Zhi quietly walked in and whispered: "The Queen, Master Wang sent a message from outside the palace. He said that as long as the Queen does not kill the military family member, he will agree to talk to the Queen."

Nie Wushuang stood up and said calmly: "In that case, let him enter the palace alone."

"This..." Yang Zhi hesitated: "I'm afraid Grand Master Wang is cunning and will not enter the palace alone."

Nie Wushuang smiled: "Just tell him, since he dares to rebel, why doesn't he dare to enter the palace and meet a woman from this palace?"

Yang Zhi followed the order and came down.

Nie Wushuang looked at Xiao Fengqing, who was still asleep, leaned over and whispered: "Fengqing, I'm going. What do you think Grand Master Wang will do to me? Will he let me die..."

She sighed softly, turned around and slowly walked out of the inner hall...

Behind him, a slender hand moved, and Xiao Fengqing on the bed slowly opened her hazy eyes...

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There was a lot of crying in the Xinyi Palace. Wang Taishi looked at his daughter lying in the coffin and almost broke his teeth with hatred.

"Master Wang, I'm sorry." A cold voice came from behind him, and all the cries in the palace suddenly stopped in unison.

Grand Master Wang wiped away his tears, turned around angrily, pulled out the sword from his waist, and said angrily: "Demon Queen Nie! You actually killed my daughter!"

With a swish sound, his sword pointed straight at Nie Wushuang's delicate neck. Everyone held their breath and couldn't move.

Nie Wushuang smiled sweetly, gently pushed the tip of the sword away with his fingers, looked at Jin Bin in the coffin, and said lightly: "Jin Bin died suddenly, and I am also very sad."

Wang Taishi's eyes almost burst into flames when he heard this: "You, you, you... you are about to die, but you are still making sarcastic remarks at this time!"

Nie Wushuang smiled and turned around: "The dead have passed away, but the living continue to live and suffer in this world. I am really sad. In this harem, there are no more opponents like Jinbin."

"What on earth do you want to say? I swear, I will not cut you into pieces. I will never let go of the hatred of losing my daughter!" Wang Taishi said every word.

Nie Wushuang suddenly laughed, and the clear laughter seemed particularly abrupt in this mourning hall.

"Why are you laughing?!" Master Wang said angrily.

"Master Xiao Wang didn't mean what he said. When you sent your daughter to the palace, you already lost her." Nie Wushuang's eyes were cold: "Are you really doing it for her good? Is she fighting for position and the prince behind her back? Isn’t it your instruction, Master Wang?!”

Master Wang was startled.

Nie Wushuang relaxed his breath and said slowly: "If Master Wang is a smart person, even killing me at this time will not help. In this harem, Master Wang does not have the ability to intervene!"

"You have 20,000 troops surrounding the palace. What can you do? Kill His Highness?"

Nie Wushuang mocked coldly: "If you kill Your Highness, what will happen to the war in Qi? What will happen to the situation in Ying? Don't forget that the emperor in Qin still has a hundred thousand elites in his hands!"

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I still owe you a thousand words. I am too late today. I will make up for it tomorrow depending on the situation. I’m so tired. Please give me a monthly ticket.