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Fanwai small theater Qing banquet was whipped

After lunch, Yin had a rare rest and walked with the Qing banquet.

The guards were shuttled through the camp, and everyone looked nervous and looked vigilantly at the Mongolian camp in the distance.

He looked into the distance with a stern face, and the Mongolian cavalry kept rushing towards the camp.

On the surface, they said they wanted to protect Kangxi's safety, but in fact, they were just bargaining chips for preparing for negotiations.

He secretly thanked that those tribes did not have a prince of the right age, otherwise several sisters of the right age would probably have been promised to go out.

"Let's go back first!" Yin stopped and Qingyan almost hit his back.

ah?!

Her face was covered in circles. After less than a cup of tea, Yin was about to walk back?

"Si4, let's not walk around?" Qing Yan was dragged forward by him, and his feet were staggering.

Yinmu walked forward with a face. No wonder the people from the Mongolian tribes were so relieved. It turned out that their target was only a few princes.

The noble daughter of the Porjichit family was withdrawn. The girl was only about nine years old, so she should be worthy of Lao Ten.

Qing Yan tilted his head and looked outside. A fiery red figure appeared. She looked confused. Did the princess like the Fourth Master?

"I won't go!" Yin shook his head and said.

When Qingyan returned, he sat and fought with his clothes, hoping to make the regular clothes as soon as possible.

"Master, the fifth concubine is here!" Su Lan hurried in and replied in a low voice.

The servants around Qingyan all knew that the Fourth Master did not want Qingyan to be too closely involved with the other female relatives, otherwise, they might have some trouble after returning.

"That..." Qing Yan did not dare to answer without permission, and his eyes kept glancing at Yin.

"Go." Yin nodded. The fifth concubine came over and would definitely find Yinqi first.

The Queen Mother was closer to the princess. Back then, Yinqi had more contact with her.

Qing Yan walked to the bronze mirror, looked at the blue palace clothes on her body, and walked out directly.

In the hall, the Five Concubine looked at her with red eyes, a hint of panic and a hint of helplessness flashed in her eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" Qing Yan sat aside and asked the fifth concubine, "Why didn't the side concubine come? Didn't he agree to choose the drawing together?"

Every time, the fifth concubine and the side concubine from Yinqi’s mansion came to visit, they must have come in together.

After hearing this, the fifth concubine cried directly. Qingyan was frightened by the situation in front of him. This...

"No, are you doing something?" Qingyan hurried over and handed her Yi Fang Supa.

Supa was specially handed to outsiders for use. The Wufujin was in a bad mood. Sulan quickly prepared two pieces. When she was not paying attention, she stuck inside Qingyan's sleeves.

The fifth concubine smiled bitterly and said, "There is a turmoil in the tent. The concubine was blamed by the Mongolian princess. My grandmother was still in the tent of the empress dowager. The concubine said that I would hide first. I am the concubine of my grandmother. If I am bullied by the Mongolian princess, my grandmother's face will be ugly. Moreover, the concubine said that the concubine was born as a military general and had better kung fu than me."

The rod is blamed?!

Qingyan beat someone cleverly. When they went out, they just saw the Mongolian princess coming in. Why was the concubine already blamed for being beaten by a stick?
Chapter completed!
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