My concubine is so good at curling

Chapter 89

The emperor cupped her face.

Jiang Xian's appearance is extremely beautiful, with oval face, willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, pupils are always moistened with misty water vapor, as if she is three-point drunk, and she looks charming even when she is not smiling, she is unparalleled and charming .It's no wonder that the first time I greeted you, it aroused the fear of Concubine Rong, who was once the most beautiful and beautiful woman in the harem.

But the beauty of the two is both alike and not alike.

On Jiang Xian, the emperor always has an inexplicable and intangible sense of distance. The tighter the hug, the more clear the existence of this gap: "I didn't say you were forced, but I was afraid that you would force yourself too much."

No matter how cold the night wind was, it didn't affect Jiang Xian.

But at this moment, goosebumps appeared on her arms under her long sleeves.

Not being moved, let alone tempted.

People are animals that believe in experience, and childhood environment will affect a lifetime. In Jiang Xian's growth experience in her previous life, all the words that told her not to work hard were intentional or unintentional harm to her. The more she was told to relax, the more vigilant she was.

When entering a certain company, the male colleagues who competed for the same promotion position with her often persuaded her why she should work so hard.She didn't believe a single word, she tried her best to read, and got her promotion and salary increase.

At this moment, the emperor was sincerely tender, but Jiang Xian's instinct was screaming for danger.

"Your Majesty, the concubines just want to treat the Emperor well."

The moonlight cast diamond light on her pupils, flickering with fragile light.

Jiang Xian unconsciously raised her hand and pressed her temple that was in constant pain. She had to do something to prove that she was working hard, so as to calm down this morbid anxiety.Her pale face made the hair hanging down her cheeks extraordinarily black.

"What does the emperor want the concubine to do? The sachet has been made, the garden is also being designed, what else can the concubine do?"

Jiang Xian spoke in a hurry, and her breathing also became quicker.

The doctor prescribed medicine for her before she died in her previous life, but she only brought mental illness and no medicine during time travel.

In the eyes of the emperor, Gu Guiren has always been clever and well-behaved, and he spoils him very well, so why would he have a heart attack?He really didn't think of anything to ask his concubine to do, so he pointed into the dark water jokingly: "I want the narcissus in the pond that blooms just right, can Xian'er find it for me?"

He waited for Jiang Xian to lean into his arms angrily.

Unexpectedly, when his arms were empty, the beauty actually stood up and jumped into the pond without saying a word.

Zhenqiu and Mianxia lost their voices: "My lord!"

It has not snowed for a while, and it is still very cold, so the temperature of the pool water can be imagined.Jiang Xian's temperature-control halo opened a beat later, the biting cold water drenched her limbs, and she swam in the direction of the daffodils regardless.

From the emperor's point of view, the most profound thing is to see Jiang Xian's snow-white slender hands carefully pick the narcissus off.

"Hurry up and get into the water to save people!"

The emperor screamed, and the eunuch hiding in the dark jumped into the water like dumplings, trying to rescue Gu Guiren.Jiang Xian knows how to swim, and her water skills are not bad. She can fight wits and courage with water monkeys in rural reservoirs.

In order to avoid suspicion from others, she had no choice but to remove the insulation aura.

The coldness penetrated from the soles of her feet to her limbs, but she felt satisfied, and commanded tremblingly: "Don't touch my hand, for fear of crushing the flowers."

When the frightened and worried emperor came to the pool, he saw Jiang Xian offering the well-protected daffodils with both hands.

Seeing that she was all right, his heart dropped to the ground.

The emperor ignored Liang Yuyin's advice of "Your majesty, your body is still wet..." and helped her up. He wanted to get rid of the troublesome narcissus, but couldn't bear it, so he had to scold: "I just said it casually. How can I do such a thing in such a world where it is difficult to pick flowers?"

Compared with the emperor, other people's lives are cheap.

But he has never been an emperor who disregards human life. Even if he wants the palace servants to go into the water to pick flowers, he must first prepare a hand stove towel... It's not that the lives of the palace servants are so precious. In order to pick flowers, people will suffer from the cold and die. Do you want these flowers?How bad luck!

And it's not worth it to switch to Jiang Xian.

It’s like casually telling a partner that he wants wontons sold on the other side of the city, and the subject actually drove for three hours overnight to buy it, and even ran a red light desperately during the period. It sounds very moving, but it’s actually quite scary, and I think this person is extreme.

"emperor,"

Jiang Xian said softly, spit out white mist while speaking: "The concubine handed the flowers to you."

Overtones: I am not responsible for leaving the cabinet.

Because she had just finished a "job", the brain that was urging Jiang Xian to do something finally magnanimously allowed her to relax, and her rationality gradually returned. She slowly described her mood just now: "Just now when the concubine heard that the emperor wants to Narcissus, in my heart I was very eager to pick it up, and I was a little too indifferent to other things, to frighten His Majesty, the concubine deserves death."

Urgently speaking the truth, but not out of love.

Liang Yuyin conjured up a hand stove and a quilt from nowhere, and rolled up Jiang Xian under the gesture of the emperor's satisfied eyes, turning her into a real nobleman, only revealing a small fair face, ignorant looked at the emperor.

Her thick black eyelashes are dotted with water droplets, which is pitiful.

The emperor was still in the aftertaste of being shocked: "I said I want... Isn't that an obvious joke? Xian'er is like this, I don't dare to make fun of you in front of you anymore, if I say I want the moon in the sky, Xian'er will How to find it?"

Party A said that he wanted the moon in the sky, what to do, wait online, it is very urgent.

"Then the concubine will go to the pond to fish for the emperor."

"You really can't get through the water." The emperor was angry: "Even if I really want it, Xian'er shouldn't risk her life, just let the eunuch who knows water go down. Liang Yuyin, tell me what you will do." manage."

"twitter,"

Liang Yuyin replied: "If you go back to the emperor, the eunuchs on duty in the imperial garden have nets and long tongs specially used to catch floating objects in the water."

The emperor was speechless.

Even the water-based eunuch is spared, he is so angry.

When Juan Guiren was carried back to Yizhu Pavilion, Chen Xu promised to rest a long time ago and slept more soundly than anyone else. He Xiang, who was watching the night, was shocked when he saw the little master next door go out vertically and come back horizontally.

The emperor went to the main hall to stare at her as she gulped down the ginger soup, and his hands felt warm, before he relaxed a little: "Xian'er promised me that I will never make fun of my body like this in the future. I know your affection for me. There's no need to prove that."

Jiang Xian nodded obediently.

If it weren't for the system to cover the bottom line, she would not have dared to go into the water.

After doing all the touching things, she didn't miss the last trembling, and she held his hand back: "As long as the emperor wants it, my concubine will do everything I can..."

She thought about the part-time job declarations she had seen in modern times, and found that none of them were literate enough.

Fortunately, there was an ancient person who was worried about the boss and worked hard for the boss's son, and gave her a tribute:

"The concubine is willing to bow and do her best for the emperor, until she dies."

　Zhuge Liang's "Teacher's List"

　　In yesterday’s chapter, many readers were worried that the heroine fell in love with the emperor. Nothing happened, at least not so soon. Her mental illness has not been resolved yet. It is true in the copywriting and the beginning that she went to see a psychiatrist.

　　Want to come up with a meme, on the surface it is:

　　A young lady who loves to work overtime~
　　Behind the scenes:
　　Mental illness kills the whole harem~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)