Chapter 216: King Qi’s Concubine Phoenix Returns 1
The Ice Rong Enemy obviously revealed the origin of that woman. What does Luoxue Peak Cold, Moon Palace Holding the Pestle mean? Is it the origin of that woman? Is it her name? However, he couldn't guess it.
What's the meaning.
But he knew that it meant that the woman must be from a foreign race. So which race was she? Is she a princess? Or?
He didn’t know. Maybe only God knew that Zou Ji, Tang Gong, and Tian Ji were all present in the Prime Minister’s Mansion of Qi State late at night. They were all the Grand Master, Taifu, and Taibao of Qi State. Apart from the King of Qi, they were the only ones in the entire Qi State.
The biggest people. If they have such expressions here at this time, it must be a major event for Qi State.
And this major event is a major event related to the King of Qi. That is the harem of Qi State. It is said that such things are originally the queen mother's business, it is the king's family matter, and they have no control over it. It is not the canonization of the queen, and they
What are you talking about these things for?
But it's different now. It's really impossible for them not to talk about it.
The Queen Mother is gone, who will take care of this matter?
The queen is gone, who is the master of the harem? Qi, the mother of such a great country, has really lost its majesty.
I don’t have to say this anymore. But the Qi Kingdom has no heir. What a terrible thing. Since Prince Huiren left, not a single concubine in the palace has given birth to an heir. This really has to be said. Your Majesty, again
If this continues, who will inherit the Qi Kingdom?
These veterans are gathered here today just for this important event. It is a first-class event for Qi State.
Several people discussed it all night and decided to go to the palace to see the king the next day. Zou Ji took charge of the matter and came to give advice. They were fanning behind them. They also found a crucial person, Tai Bu. At the critical moment,
He will play the greatest role.
The singing voice is clear and the dance is whirling. Where the dance starts, the orioles and swallows are flying around, and the clouds are delicate and flowing.
The slender hands spin around, tuning the strings into elegant and clear rhymes. Make new sounds, and a good song will come out with elegant rhymes.
Play ancient tunes on the piano and dance into new pictures. All the beauties and fragrances compete for beauty.
At this time, the Taihe Hall of the Yuanhe Palace of the Qi State was full of music, singing and dancing. The 29-year-old King of Qi Wei, Wang Yiyinqi, was sitting in the high hall, squinting.
His eyes looked at the red clothes and fragrant body below. There were two concubines sitting on his left and right, and a beautiful woman was nestling in his arms. The whole picture was so fragrant that one could not imagine that this belonged to the majestic King of Qi Palace.
Bedroom.
There was no trace of smile in the smiling eyes of the young King Qi, and there was a kind of coldness coming out of them. He did not have the vigor of a man of his age, but seemed sinister and persistent. No one knew what was in his heart.
The beauties in his arms didn't even know what they were thinking. Their faces were filled with the most beautiful smiles. They used their utmost flattery. They just wanted to make this cold man who controls their destiny happy.
In this way, their lives may be longer. But they really don't know how useful this will be, because no one knows who will turn into a corpse next moment.
"Your Majesty, have a drink of this. Oh, Your Majesty, do you want to drink it?"
Siluo persuaded King Qi in a sweet voice, and put a glass of jade liquid wine to King Qi's mouth with a delicate jade hand.
King Qi withdrew his gaze from the dance floor. The moment he saw Siluo's face, his squinted eyes turned cold, making Silo shiver. Her expression couldn't help but change.
, she didn’t know what she did wrong. Maybe what she said just now was not good? Maybe? Who knows? Does the king need a reason to be angry? Maybe there is nothing, but the king is in a bad mood? But
Didn't the king still smile like that just now? Oh my god, who will save her? Doesn't she want to die?
"King Qi's cold gaze turned to Siluo's face. Does she really not know about this damn foreign woman? Doesn't she know that he can't see someone serving her wine like this? She
Damn it, he would never drink wine served by a woman again. He thought again of that dark night, when his queen smiled and persuaded him to drink that glass of wine. Women really don't have any good things.
His hand grasped the long sword at his waist, and he wanted to kill again. He always did this, and he knew that Siluo was not malicious, but just a woman's flattery. But he just couldn't do it, and he couldn't control it.
He killed himself. There was a voice in his heart, which was to kill her and kill these ignorant bitches.
"Your Majesty, ah, Your Majesty!"
Silo exclaimed, her face turned pale, she screamed, and immediately closed her mouth. She knew that King Qi never liked people begging for mercy when they killed people. The more you begged for mercy, the worse your death would be. She closed her mouth,
She knew that she was the unlucky person today. She fell to the ground and shed tears. She raised her face like this, with tears on her face, and looked at the king slowly holding the sword in his big, tearful eyes.
Lift it up slowly...
"You, you..." King Qi Yinqi did not kill Siluo with a sword as he thought. Instead, he stopped when he pushed down the table and walked in front of her. He stood there in a daze.
, looking steadily at Siluo's big, watery eyes. They were like a deep pool, filled with despair and sorrow... A row of long, thick eyelashes lifted up, and her eyes were filled with tears.
Yingying; when it is closed, there is a stream of water flowing down on her delicate and pale face. Most of the time, she looks at her with her eyes wide open like this, as helpless as a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
and despair.
This look, these tears...
"Penghao, you..."
His mind wandered back to the darkest day of his life.
On the thick hanging rail, only a long black hair fluttered lonely in the wind, as if telling endless sorrow.
On the large, cold altar, there was a shocking pool of dried dark red blood...
The fingers of those slender white hands were broken, and they held his sleeve so tightly. His eyebrows were sad, and his long hair was fluttering...
"Yinqi, Yinqi, save me, save me, Yinqi..."
That day when he arrived on horseback, there was only dried blood on the high altar, and there was only a lonely strand of long hair floating on the hanging gallows...
That day, she left. How painful was it when she left? What kind of sadness? What kind of struggle?
Did she also shed tears without saying a word like this when she left? How was she thinking about him in her heart, thinking that he would come to save her? She was also so desperate and helpless when she died,
Sad?
Yin Qi stared blankly at Siluo's wide-open tearful eyes. They looked so much like Penghao's eyes! No, these were Penghao's eyes.
Thinking back then, in the dark days when he lost Penghao, he actually found Siluo in his harem. Only then did he know that Siluo turned out to be a beauty paid tribute by foreign tribes, and she had been in the Qi Palace for three years.
For three years, he had never paid attention to this foreign woman, but at that glance, he saw that she had a pair of grassy eyes. That night, he visited her without hesitation. From then on, he
He also found Penghao's lips, Penghao's face, and Fenghao's hands in his harem... He collected these women like a man possessed, collecting these women like specimens. He let them all live in Lisboa.
In the Chunguang Palace near Yuanhe Palace. Coupled with Tang Jiang's story, he felt that his Penghao had not gone far and that she had not completely left him.