The queen is so fierce

Chapter 64
[In the chapter just now, I was always afraid of being harmonized and couldn’t let go. The writing was too suffocating, very depressing, and I couldn’t sleep, so I got up and wrote an extra chapter to supplement Qiu Xuanji’s psychological activities and processes. It doesn’t matter if I don’t read it. ...There is basically no content, and when I wrote it, I was a little confused because I stayed up late and stayed up too hard, so watch it as a joy, don't take it to heart]

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The room is full of aroma, and the spices are fried over the fire, using Chou Xuanji's favorite Chinese-African cigarettes.

Qiu Xuanji was sitting in front of the case, still wearing the thin red palace dress of the imperial concubine.

The snow was flying like a swan's feathers.

Zimo City was no different from the south. The sudden first snowfall caused the temperature of the air to drop several times. The monks were fine. Even if they put on cotton coats, it would be difficult for ordinary people to adapt to this dramatic temperature change.

"Your Highness." Eunuch Liu walked over with a bowed body.

Qiu Xuanji raised her head and glanced at him, her majestic phoenix eyes revealing a bit of inquiry.

Eunuch Liu hesitated for a moment, and then said quickly, "The old slave just went to ask, but Eunuch Xu still hasn't come back. Madam Yu next door has also been away for a long time. I heard that she was called back for something."

"Do you know where Jing'er has gone?" Qiu Xuanji whispered, flipping a page of the official document in her hand, her eyes swept over it quickly, but her mind was already wandering.

Eunuch Liu thought for a while: "Mrs. Yu's daughter, Yu Jiaoshuang said that Eunuch Xu was suddenly recalled by Sect Master Chu. Whether it's true or not, our family doesn't know..."

Qiu Xuanji's eyes were slightly startled. At this time, she was not in the mood to continue to review the memorials. She said "I know" and let Eunuch Liu go down.

Leaning on her jade hand for a while, Qiu Xuanji beckoned to the little female officer who was fishing beside her:

"Bring me my Longxun card."

The little lady came back to her senses and hurriedly replied, "Yes."

After a while, the little lady came over with a jade plaque engraved with 'dragon saliva like jade', and presented it respectfully in her hand.

As a result, Qiu Xuanji pondered for a while, and then, relying on the impression in her memory, drew a pattern through scarlet spiritual power.

The red and fiery spiritual power formed a cloud that floated in the air, and the cloud dispersed, revealing a somewhat frightened man's face, and a huge stubborn stone behind him, with red ink depicting 'Dragon' on it. Yumen' three immortal ethereal fonts.

Jing Ming suppressed the urge to run away, forced a smile and said, "Uncle Qiu... What do you have to do with me?"

"Where's Jing'er?" Qiu Xuanji's phoenix eyes had no emotion and went straight to the topic.

Jing Ming knew from the time he saw that Qiu Xuanji actually played the Dragon Xun card for him for the first time in the world, and it must be the matter of his own young master.

Young master...you can have some snacks, it's not a good thing to have more women...

Just as Jing Ming was about to answer, the scene of Chu Shuwan throwing herself into the "Meditation Room" appeared in his mind, and shivered all over:

"Uncle Shi... You should ask the young master or the sect master yourself about this matter. A small character like me really can't stand the toss..."

Speaking, the listener was sad, and the listener wiped away the tears that did not exist.

Qiu Xuanji didn't know much about Jing'er's guard, and her eyebrows frowned slightly:

"Sookie isn't there?"

Jing Ming breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Something went wrong at Wanyao Mountain, and the sect master has brought the senior brothers from the Yunyao stage of the Canghai Realm to repair the great formation..."

zizi——

Before Jing Ming finished speaking, the picture of Qiu Xuanji in front of him had already dissipated.

"...It's hanging up too fast."

Jing Ming scratched his cheeks and glanced at the disciples who were staying with him in the gate.

"Fantasy fried!"

"I'm going, you still have it... But you've finished all the big ones, and there are seventeen cards left... Can you beat me with seventeen cards?!"

"Fly across the floating boat!"

"!!!"

Jing Ming glanced at them speechlessly. Ever since they learned the game the Young Master gave them, when they came to guard such a very idle job, they would run over and play cards.

Really... dereliction of duty, too much!

"Hey, take me one!"

……

……

"Holy...Holy!"

The little female officer panicked, looking at Qiu Xuanji who suddenly fell on the desk like a blank sheet of paper, and hurriedly wanted to call someone, but was stopped by Qiu Xuanji's eyes.

Qiu Xuanji's lips were dry, she just wanted to ask more about the situation of Wan Yaoshan, but the karmic fire came too 'timely'.

Wanyao Mountain is located at the gate of Dali, and it is also one of the most unsafe places.

No...you have to tell Shuwan about that.

Thinking of this, Qiu Xuanji endured the pain of karmic fire and stood up, looked at the worried maid, and whispered:
"Help me back to the bedroom, don't make a sound."

I don't know why, as long as I think about what Jing'er has done to me, the erosion of the karmic fire can be a little smaller.

Is this also a sequelae of touching the bones?

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With the help of the maid, Qiu Xuanji crossed the threshold of the dormitory. After hitting the maid with a worried face, her whole body fell on the bed as if she had lost her strength, leaving a human-shaped concave on the soft bed. groove.

"To tell...Shuwan...Wan Yaoshan..."

Qiu Xuanji bit her red lips lightly, and with the last bit of consciousness, she turned over on the bright red bed, while taking off her red skirt, she controlled a trace of red spiritual power to draw a green luan on the Longxun card. picture of.

In order to prevent Chu Shuwan from looking at herself, Qiu Xuanji took the Long Xun card closer, and the pain of the burning fire was almost deep into the bone marrow.

But she knew that she couldn't pass out, she had to tell Chu Shuwan about Wan Yaoshan...

The red phantom cloud unfolded, and a beautiful woman in a dark green dress narrowed her almond eyes and smiled strangely:
"Isn't this Senior Sister Qiu? I haven't contacted you for 13 years. The only time I contacted you was when I asked you to write an invitation letter to my junior sister... What kind of wind brought you here?"

Qiu Xuanji had long been accustomed to the thorny language style of her junior sister, and didn't care much.

"Where's Jing'er?"

When she regained her senses, Qiu Xuanji had already subconsciously asked about Xu Shoujing's whereabouts, and even she herself couldn't help being stunned.

Qiu Xuanji's original intention was to quickly tell Chu Shuwan about Wanyao Mountain, but she didn't expect that she underestimated the desire for demand in the depths of her heart under the karmic fire that eats away at her reason.

"He's not here, what's the matter?"

maybe... something big...

Qiu Xuanji half-squinted her eyes, and in a trance, as if the handsome figure in a black robe was walking towards her with a smile on her face...

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(End of this chapter)