After being forced to marry as a substitute, I became famous in the limbo

Chapter 62
Shen Qingrong's golden armor casually fiddled with the gauze in her hand, her expression was already calm, "The concubine is not too clear."

The two fell into a brief stalemate, until then, it seemed that Shen Qingrong hadn't thought of the fact that she was eating.

Shen Qingrong: "The emperor came just in time, let's have dinner with my concubine."

Mu Jingzhao, who had a bad nose for no reason, had no choice but to swallow his anger.

In any case, he always kept in mind the purpose of his visit today.

He coughed lightly, and finally sat down slowly.

"These are all freshly picked today, just give it a try."

Shen Qingrong didn't speak, so she followed what Shen Qingrong said, put a piece of boiled vegetables in her mouth, and chewed.

Immediately, she covered her mouth and chuckled.

Such a move made Mu Jingzhao a little inexplicable, "What are you laughing at?"

Shen Qingrong slowly swallowed the cabbage in her mouth, "This concubine never thought that Concubine Ning, a little girl with such a heart, would make such a big sacrifice for the emperor."

Mu Jingzhao's thoughts wandered uncontrollably, wondering if Jiang Ning would be happy when he got the money.

Will it also show that bright smile with crooked eyebrows?

Shen Qingrong's eyes swept over Mu Jingzhao lightly, and he understood.

"It's better for the emperor to directly clarify the purpose of coming, and he can't live up to Concubine Ning's painstaking efforts."

Only then did Mu Jingzhao's thoughts turn back. He looked at Shen Qingrong who was still indifferent in front of him, and suddenly felt as if he had never known this person before.

Even so, he still took out the wooden box he carried with him, opened it, and brought it to Shen Qingrong, "I got this from Concubine Ning at auction some time ago."

Shen Qingrong looked at the peacock hairpin in front of her with a somewhat astonished expression.

Not long ago, she had sent someone to participate in Jiang Ning's auction, so she knew that what Mu Jingzhao said was true.

With such conditions, Shen Qingrong couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"What is the purpose of the emperor acting like this?"

She and Mu Jingzhao have also been husband and wife for many years, and he would never stand up and apologize to himself when he acted like this.

Even if he was really wronged.

"I know you were greatly wronged yesterday." Mu Jingzhao's eyes naturally fixed on her gauze-wrapped hand holding the chopsticks.

Shen Qingrong instantly understood that this so-called reward was actually a grandiose threat.

This meant that this was the last time Mu Jingzhao tolerated his behavior like this.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your expense." Shen Qingrong took back the hairpin calmly, and continued to eat cabbage without changing his expression, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

As soon as she stretched out her hand, she summoned Ling Yue to hold the hairpin, and ate the food in her bowl again in a leisurely manner.

Mu Jingzhao didn't say much anymore, he just lowered his head again and ate his food in a muffled voice.

"I remember that Concubine Liu Gui's birthday seems to be coming soon."

Mu Jingzhao bit down the meatball in front of him without changing his expression, "Well, I plan to leave it to Concubine Ning to handle it."

Shen Qingrong's original movement of refusing food came to a sudden stop, she looked up at Mu Jingzhao, with a somewhat sarcastic smile on the corner of her mouth, "Does the emperor value Concubine Ning so much?"

"I still hope that Concubine Liu Gui will be happy on her birthday. Now that you have an awkward relationship with Concubine Gui, if it's up to you again."

After breathing for a while, Shen Qingrong's expression had already returned to its original state. She was still eating the table full of cabbage indifferently, as if she didn't care about the loss of her rights at all.

"The concubine understands that what happened that day was indeed something wrong with the concubine, and the concubine will find an opportunity to apologize to the concubine."

"You also know the temper of the noble concubine. Now you and her are in the same situation. In this harem, I still hope that it is better to be peaceful."

"The concubine knows."

There was a brief silence in the hall, and Mu Jingzhao seemed to have lost interest in the dishes on the table.

He wiped the corners of his mouth unhurriedly, and stood up, "I've finished my meal. Since this is the case, I still have something to do, so I will leave first."

Until Mu Jingzhao's figure completely disappeared, Ling Yue limped into the room again.

She looked at Shen Qingrong who was still eating cabbage without changing his face in confusion, and grinned at the missing front tooth, "Mother, why did the emperor leave so early?"

Shen Qingrong still ate the cabbage in front of her indifferently, and the cabbage on this table was gone in a blink of an eye.

"After the matter is done, I will leave naturally."

Ling Yue grinned her toothless mouth, thinking in her heart that the husband and wife had some kind of in-depth emotional communication between you and me.

After all, Mu Jingzhao prepared the meals himself first, and then came to the door to present peacock feather hairpins to apologize.

In any case, based on emotion and reason, the two should reconcile as before.

"What is it?"

At this moment, Ling Yue couldn't hold back her heart at all, and wanted to share the joy of consummation of love with her master.

Shen Qingrong still ate the dishes in front of her unhurriedly, as if she didn't know how full she was.

In the blink of an eye, only a small half of the emerald green on the table was left.

"The emperor wants to hand over Concubine Liu Gui's birthday to Concubine Ning with full authority."

As if she was finally tired from eating, Shen Qingrong put down her chopsticks, and wiping her mouth leisurely with a silk handkerchief in her hand.

"What?" Ling Yue's eyes widened, following her surprised tone, saliva spattered faintly from her mouth.

Seeing Shen Qingrong still wiping her mouth unhurriedly, Ling Yuedeng panicked.

"Young lady, the emperor is slapping you in the face."

"Yes." Shen Qingrong casually threw the silk handkerchief in her hand aside, "Then I will let him know that only I can manage the harem."

Ling Yue looked up at her master, the strange firmness in his eyes made her palpitate.

On the other side, in the cold palace.

Jiang Ning bowed and slowly dug up the remaining vegetable roots in the ground. Beside her, Zhe Liu was picking up the vegetable leaves on the ground with a small bamboo basket.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Jiang Ning raised the sickle in his hand high, dropped it on the cabbage root with precision, and pulled it up quickly. Repeated the action twice, and the root embedded in the soil was loosened immediately.

She pulled out her hand holding the vegetable root vigorously, and the soil flew up, and the vegetable root broke away immediately. She threw her hand behind her, and the vegetable root fell into the bamboo basket precisely.

As she hoeed the ground, the money bag with silver on her body swayed from side to side, hitting Jiang Ning's elbow constantly.

Jiang Ning suddenly felt a little more powerful, she swept the roots of the vegetables more sensitively, and even hummed in her mouth.

Zhe Liu looked at Jiang Ning, who was full of energy, and immediately felt relieved. She walked to the side of the chicken coop, dumped the basket of vegetables in her hand, and ran back quickly.

"My servant has something to ask to see Concubine Ning." A clear female voice came from the direction of the palace gate.

Both the master and the servant looked up, only to see Zhe Liu in Liu Jinfu's palace standing at the gate of the cold palace with his head bowed.

(End of this chapter)