Rare Confused Concubine

"It seems that I only have to die!" I thought about it again, the pearl is in my body, it is a holy object, can I understand that I am a saint, and control them?

Xiang Yueyu looked at me with firm eyes and said: "Qing'er, I will not let them hurt you. The Taoist priest also knows witchcraft, and they can no longer perform witchcraft in the palace. Besides, witchcraft can't be done casually. They won't use witchcraft unless they have to. Qing'er just stay in the palace obediently, and do as you wish when things turn around."

What does as I wish mean?I can do whatever I want?

Dizziness!What about my restaurant now?

The author roars: Is the restaurant more important, or life more important?

Intertwined--

No, the Taoist master knows witchcraft, why can't he see at a glance that there is a Hunran pearl in my body, and he needs that glass of poisoned wine to test it, haha, there is no unparalleled road.

When the fire of hope was born, my eyes flashed, and I said weirdly to Xiang Yueyu: "The master has his own tricks, my lord, I think the most unsafe place is the palace. Back then, the Taoist master couldn't see through my body that there was a mixed pearl in my body." , Witchcraft may not necessarily be able to penetrate the human body."

A look of sadness flashed in Xiang Yueyu's eyes: "Qing'er still wants to leave the palace?"

I lowered my head and thought for a while, "If I don't leave, you can't restrict my freedom. I want to go out occasionally. Do you agree?"

Xiang Yueyu sat leaning back, looked at me with calm eyes, and then said: "Qing'er, what are you doing so mysteriously? You didn't just run away because you hated the palace?"

Shall I tell him the truth?

Hesitating, tangled, wandering——

Don't say it, don't say it!

"I'm getting familiar with the Ye family's business, and I'm visiting Yan Kingdom by the way." Answered evasively.

"If I don't agree, will you keep pushing?" Xiang Yueyu's expression was a bit serious, and it was cool to be hurt like this.

Why don't you, why don't you?My feet are on me, and I don't need you to help me walk, really!

Well, you are sick and I will not argue with you.

"You need to heal your injury first. Your refusal really doesn't matter much. Now I have the final say!" I gently helped him and took good care of him: "You'd better lie down, I don't want to Because your injury is more serious when I go back home, then I will disappear in front of you immediately."

Xiang Yueyu smiled softly, he really felt defeated and helpless, who told him to marry a silly princess who was not a fool.

He lay down slowly as he said, and said, "Qing'er, maybe that's what I admire about you, you have a knife mouth and a bean curd heart!"

I stared at him and asked, "Admiration or liking?"

"It's love!" He closed his eyes and replied calmly, his tone firm and decisive.

I was slightly taken aback, love?What is that, invisible, colorless, tasteless, just a feeling born from the heart?

"What do you love me for?" I looked at him for a while, puzzled in my heart, why does he love me?

His Qingrui eyes instantly opened, shining faintly, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly: "Qing'er, why don't you love me?"

What a kick!