This princess is inappropriate

Chapter 52 Do It Yourself
Chu Jiaoxing was stunned in place with eyes full of incomprehension.

What is she doing?
Chu Jiaoli walked up to Jingyue, raised her head and said, "Your Highness has drank a lot of wine, and while he is unconscious now, you have to feed him this bowl of hangover soup, otherwise he will wake up tomorrow morning with a splitting headache. I'm afraid I won't be able to go, let him rest well tomorrow."

"Thank you." Jingyue nodded and took the hangover soup. Looking at her with red and swollen eyes, she couldn't bear it. She frowned and sighed, "Jiao Li, I'm afraid your Highness may have misunderstood you. You know how good His Highness treats you, how about I go and talk to His Highness..."

"There is no misunderstanding." Chu Jiaoli interrupted him, lowered her head slowly, and said, "There is no misunderstanding, please don't say that I made this soup. If you do...he won't drink it."

After the words fell, she slowly turned her head, but her eyes darkened and she passed out.

Jingyue supported her in time, and Chu Jiaoxing was even more flustered, saying, "What's wrong with her!"

Jing Yue frowned, and gave the hangover soup to the maid behind her, looked at it for a while, and said: "It's okay, I just passed out drunk, help her back to the room to rest."

After the words fell, Jing Lan walked over from her side, picked up Chu Jiaoli who had fallen asleep on her back, and walked towards the bedroom.

Chu Jiaoxing gritted her teeth and stared viciously at the door of Biluo Palace, and said to Jingyue displeasedly: "Give it to me!"

Jingyue was slightly stunned, raised her eyebrows lightly, and said, "What?"

"My sister's hangover soup! I'm going to take it away for her to drink!" Chu Jiaoxing yelled at him.

Jingyue's expression was a little tangled, and she said, "But... this is what Jiaoli made for His Highness..."

Chu Jiaoxing directly reached out and snatched the bowl, snorted coldly, and said, "If you want to drink, you can make it yourself. What kind of skill is it to bully my sister?"

After the words fell, she turned around and walked towards the direction Jing Lan was heading for.

Looking at her back, Jingyue swallowed, and muttered in a low voice: "Girls like each other, you have really strong hands, are you really sisters..."

The candlelight in the room was flickering, Chu Jiaoxing took the hangover soup, blew it cold in mouthfuls, and carefully fed it into Chu Jiaoli's mouth.

When the porcelain bowl bottomed out, she exhaled slowly and put the bowl and spoon on the table.

Looking around the house, Chu Jiaoli lived in an independent room, which was exquisitely and beautifully decorated, much more spacious than her maid's room in Qi Shizi's Mansion.

She raised her hand to touch the material of the quilt, and it wasn't cheap either.

These arrangements are even better than those of her daughter's house in the Chu family. Seeing this, she couldn't help but frowned inexplicably. Logically speaking, Beigong Tengxiao would not treat her too badly.

but……

She bit her lip, raised Chu Jiaoli's right arm with a little trepidation, and quietly opened the sleeve.

Seeing that bit of Shou Gongsha, her complicated and tightly locked brows suddenly relaxed, looking at Chu Jiaoli's sleeping face, she felt a little relieved.

Could it be... She misunderstood?
She turned her head slightly, looked at Jing Lan who was standing aside, and said, "You are Beigong Tengxiao's protector, do you know what happened between my sister and Beigong Tengxiao?"

Hearing this, Jing Lan sighed lightly, and said, "This is not a secret anymore, if I don't tell you, you will know sooner or later."

Hearing this sentence, Chu Jiaoxing couldn't help being even more curious, and listened to her next words.

Jing Lan looked at Chu Jiaoli, and said, "Everyone with eyes can see that His Highness likes Jiaoli up and down in the Prince's mansion, and everyone knows that Jiaoli belongs to His Highness, and sooner or later she will become a concubine." Who knows that she lied to His Highness that she was not good at dancing, turned around and went to the palace to perform dances to tease the emperor, and now she goes in and out of the Qingxin Palace every day, His Highness naturally finds it difficult to accept."

Chu Jiaoxing's pupils shrank, her eyes were full of shock, she frowned, looked at Chu Jiaoli in disbelief, and said, "You said my sister... seduced the emperor?! How could she..."

"Your sister is really charming, and she has fascinated the royal father and son." Jing Lan said meaningfully, "But even if Jiao Li really fell in love with His Majesty, she is only young and will really die for His Majesty in the future. Will the fragrance disappear and the jade die? This is all I can say, and I hope she can take care of herself."

With that said, she turned and left the room.

Chu Jiaoxing's thoughts suddenly became chaotic. Chu Jiaoli just said that she didn't want to redeem herself. Could it be because working in the Prince's Mansion would allow her to get closer to Bei Gonglie?
The next day.

Chu Jiaoli stood up with her head supported, looked at the dazzling light outside, frowned slightly, and said, "What time is it..."

"Sister Jiaoli, you finally woke up. It's already past noon, and you've been sleeping for a long time." Zi Lin said with a slightly anxious voice.

Hearing this, Chu Jiaoli opened her eyes wide and asked, "How is your Highness?"

"Your Highness has already left the house, but he came to see you in the morning. Seeing that you had not woken up, he was worried about you. Immediately, the imperial physician in the palace took the pulse and prescribed a soothing decoction. After the decoction was ready, it was still him. I personally fed you to drink."

Chu Jiaoli was slightly stunned, raised her hand to caress her lips, and said, "He...feeds me himself?"

Zi Lin nodded, and said with a little envy: "I have never seen His Highness look at a woman with such loving eyes."

Chu Jiaoli pursed her lips. Last night, she clearly said such serious words to herself, so why bother...

"However..." Zi Lin frowned slightly, and said, "I heard from Master Jingyue that Eunuch Lan in the palace accepted you into the palace according to His Majesty's order. His Highness turned dark when he heard this, and asked Master Jingyue to pass on a message. Said that you were ill and could not enter the palace to perform dances for His Majesty in the near future, and then left angrily, and told me to tell Sister Jiaoli before leaving..."

Chu Jiaoli frowned slightly, and said, "What's the matter?"

Zi Lin bit her lips, struggled for a while and said, "Talk about today's dinner... let you do it."

"Dinner?" Chu Jiaoli opened her eyes in disbelief, and said, "Am I alone?"

Zi Lin nodded and said: "Your Highness also said that anyone who helps will be served with a cane."

Hearing this, Chu Jiaoli clenched her fists tightly and was silent for a while, then she closed her eyes lightly, and said softly, "Got it."

The streets of the imperial capital are bustling and prosperous, and the bustling crowd can be seen at a glance, so lively.

On the second floor of an elegant teahouse, aside from the noisy sounds, in a secluded private room, a cup of tea was gently placed on the table by the waiter.

Beigong Tengxiao lightly tapped the table with his fingers, looking at the entrance of a lively gambling house diagonally opposite.

Seeing the girl in a lavender dress hovering at the door, he slowly narrowed his exquisite phoenix eyes.

Seeing that the girl hesitated for a while, and was about to step up the steps, he pulled out the chopsticks from the bamboo tube on the table and tossed them lightly.

The bamboo chopsticks mixed with internal force pierced the air like an arrow, and flew towards the girl at a fast speed.

With a sound of "Du", the bamboo chopsticks were placed in front of the girl's eyes and pierced fiercely into the pillar beside her, the pillar was already cracked a little.

"Who!" Bai Yueying opened her terrified eyes and covered her beating heart.

(End of this chapter)