My concubine wants mother and child to be precious

Chapter 79
"I, I got it!" Si Chenxi's cold eyes moved slightly, and immediately pushed the door open and entered the room, and immediately asked Han Lin to bring a cloak to cover the petite Xia Qiqi.

When that big hand adjusted Xia Qiqi's cloak, he still carefully covered his face: "Yan Feng, go out and tell him that the inside of the palace is no different than outside the palace, don't mess around!
In addition, tell him that Qi Qizhen has been sent back to his mansion, so keep an eye on Qi Qi.If there is a mistake, shoot and kill! "

"Yes...it's Your Majesty." Yan Feng immediately took the order and retreated.

And Han Lin saw that His Majesty was hurrying to go out with Xia Qiqi in his arms, and wanted to go forward to help: "Your Majesty, why don't you let me..."

"No, you settle the eyes and mouths of those people in the palace. I will send Qiqi back and come back.

Please remember that no one should know about this matter, only I, you, Yanfeng and Eunuch Xiang are the only ones in the palace.

If there is a fourth person who knows what happened tonight, I will lose your heads! "As soon as the words fell, Si Chenxi immediately flew over the eaves and walls, and rushed out of the palace.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Luckily, Han Lin was quick-witted. After receiving the news from the guards outside the palace, he dismissed the brothers of the nearby patrolmen in advance.

Otherwise, I don't know what the fuss will be like tonight!

Si Chenxi moved forward all the way, and secretly glanced at the high eaves on the way, Xia Qiqi looked soundly asleep.

He wants to remember this moment.

There was him, there was the moon, there were moments of stillness that he had never felt before.

However, he always felt that he had met Xia Qiqi before.

But I can't remember when I saw him, and I can't remember whether I really saw him.

These thoughts can only be buried deep in his heart, Qi Qi said that he has never seen him.

Presumably he feels familiar because there are very few warm-hearted and kind-hearted people around him!

His smile also made Si Chenxi bow down.

Unlike his indifference, Si Chenxi always felt that when he saw Xiao Chenchen, he seemed to see what he wanted to be the most.

When he was a child, he was always an unpleasant existence in the palace, and there were not many people who played with him.

Some of them are all cheaters and all kinds of flatterers.

So he became indifferent, showing no expression on his face.

Being used too much, almost died a few times.

Si Chenxi also started to treat everyone and everything.

It's none of your business, hang up high.

Later, Si Chenxi became more serious about things and people, never saying much, never saying much.

Always do your own thing silently and learn your own things.

Until I went to the school and met Li Ziyu.

When he was 12 years old, he went out to the palace with his father for an outing.

After Li Ziyan's introduction, he got to know Baili Xiao of Song Linguo.

So the three are brothers who have known each other for more than ten years.

Li Ziyu and Baili Xiao are also Si Chenxi's best friends and best brothers.

Only in front of the two of them can Si Chenxi be the truest self.

Si Chenxi took Xia Qiqi back to his room safely and carefully.

Then he ordered Lu Lanxin who was following him to wait on him, Xia Qiqi washed his face, and then he left the room: "Frame..."

"Si Chenxi!" Just as the door was closed, a powerful fist came over in an instant: "Boom!"

The unsuspecting Si Chenxi instantly had red marks on his face: "Pfft."

When he raised his head, he met Baili Kui's fierce look, "Let's go out and talk! Qi Qi fell asleep, we can't wake him up!"

Pulling over the collar of Si Chenxi's body, she moved to another place: "Come here!"

　I am little Luoluo among the great gods.

　　But I also have a dream. In order to buy a book of my own in the bookstore, this is my original intention and my dream.

　　If in the future these my books become other people's writings, other people's tools, and lose my original existence.

　　I don't want to, I don't want to, and I'm very disappointed.

　　Because it's my blood.

　　All of my works are my painstaking efforts word by word.

　　Just like a child.

　　After various metamorphosis
　　through various imaginations
　　through various thinking
　　After various audits
　　after careful consideration

　　After various revisions
　　After everyone's scrutiny

　　The last work.

　　My creations are worthless, my creations are not perfect.

　　I know

　　But even so,
　　It's also where I spend a lot of time
　　spent a lot of energy
　　And the stories that are brewed and written.

　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)