822. Chapter 822 Borrowing a knife to kill someone
Cai Zi was itchy when she said it. She paused and also gave birth to a son: "Sister, I heard that the Emperor married that ordinary woman with the etiquette of marrying the Crown Princess of Heaven, but it is true?"
Yan Chi's face changed slightly, and then he smiled indifferently: "Maybe the Emperor wants to make the woman happy. However, that woman is just an ordinary woman after all, and her life span is only a few hundred years. It is like a flash in the morning. The Emperor wants to make her happy.
It's nothing."
Cai Zi also laughed: "What my sister is saying is. That fair girl is not worth worrying about. Well, what does that fair girl look like?"
Yan Chi didn't look up, and his voice was faint: "It's pretty good, it's good in the world, but it's not as good as our sisters."
She sighed quietly: "The Emperor is probably too lonely, so - alas, if we were here, how could that woman in the world get into the Emperor's eyes?"
Her voice was filled with regret. Cai Zi's eyes lit up slightly, she didn't say anything, and she hurriedly gave up two sons, and suddenly sighed: "Oh, Sister Yan Chi is so awesome, I lost again."
Yan Chiying smiled: "Then let's continue?"
But Cai Zi stretched out her hand and covered her mouth and yawned: "Forget it, my sister must be tired even if she is busy, so she should take a break."
She suddenly thought of something and slapped her palm: "Oh, there is still a little business in Hua Shen Palace that has not been dealt with, I actually forgot. It's really time to fight. Sister, I'll come to you to play chess in the future..."
As soon as she turned around, she hurriedly left.
Yan Chi looked at her back and saw a smile on her lips.
She knew that the fairy of Flowers must have been unable to hold back her anger and pulled an excuse to find Di Shiyin...
Shi Yin, I will not go to Luojia Mountain to disturb you again, but I can’t let you live too quiet, right?
She arranged the black and white pieces on the chessboard one by one, slowly putting it down with herself...
Another gust of wind blew the petals of her skirt. A few petals fell on the chessboard, covering the chess path. Yan Chi blinked her eyes and flicked her sleeves, and the petals suddenly turned into ashes as if they were burned by flames.
, drifting with the wind...
A crabapple tree next to it shook slightly, and another rain of flower rain shook off.
Yan Chi's eyebrows frowned slightly, and a cold light flashed in her eyes. She stood up slowly, walked slowly to the tree, looked up and down the troubled tree, and a sarcastic look appeared on the corner of her lips.
The palm of your hand is gently pressed on the tree—
The tree swayed like a swaying rod, and there seemed to be crying and begging for mercy in the tree.
Yan Chi was unmoved, and her palm force continued to spit out. The crabapple tree, which was originally blooming in a beautiful flower, became a scorched ball. She flicked her sleeves again and again, and the scorched ball
It also spread out in all directions, turning into ashes and floating...
Yan Chi seemed to have let out a breath, patted her hands twice with satisfaction, and then returned to the stone table and continued to play chess with her.
She had just left two pieces of her body, and suddenly looked up at the depths of the flowers: "Who is there?! Come out!"
"Achi, it's me, I'm my teacher." A clear and moist voice sounded deep in the shade of the flowers. As the words came, a young man in blue frolicked out.
He has a tall and elegant figure, red lips and white teeth, and looks like a royal noble.
Yan Chi's eyes sank slightly, then he smiled like a flower, stood up and greeted: "Master Lan Xiu."