After the crazy criticism of the prince ascending the throne, I can't escape

Chapter 55 Chapter 055, jealous eyeballs are red

The woman's mouth was gagged.

Soon, the sound of the cane sounded.

After going down a few boards, the woman's body turned red.

Seeing this, the chief manager of the hall felt a "thump" in his heart.

He raised his hand to signal the suspension of the rod.

Quickly ran to meet the second prince.

"Your Highness, Qingtan's body is turning red."

Yes, this palace maid is called Qing Tan.

Although she is the second prince's personal maid.

She is also his female officer of Xiaoshi.

Given by Concubine Zheng.

If this kind of woman is favored, she may stay with her master.

If you are not loved, you will only end up being abandoned.

Hearing this, the second prince looked at each other with disgust.

Eyes full of irritability.

"Get out, die and die."

A mere lowly servant is also worthy of giving birth to his heir.

Not everyone is qualified for this.

The manager was shocked.

Respectfully backed out.

Back here, he raised his hand, "Continue!"

Qingtan, whose face was covered in cold sweat from the pain, felt ashamed for a moment.

Back then, His Highness had had a deep affection for her.

Although she is a maidservant.

She used to be an official woman.

When she was four years old, her family suffered great changes, and the family members of the mansion were fined and confiscated from the Jiaofang Secretary.

The mother, sisters and sister-in-law couldn't bear the humiliation, so they chose to hang themselves.

When Qing Tan was 13 years old, she chose to enter the palace.

Followed by Concubine Zheng to serve.

At the age of 17, she was sent by Concubine Zheng to the side of the second prince as a female official of Xiaoshi.

In the past two years, she has gained quite a lot of face beside the Second Highness.

I thought I was different from the Second Highness.

Unexpectedly, she was nothing more than that.

After all, I overestimated myself.

"Boss, I'm out of breath."

A servant next to him tested Qingtan's breath.

At this time, more than [-] big boards have been played.

Coupled with the fact that the executioner was not relentless, ordinary people could not bear this punishment.

Seeing this, the manager said coldly, "Take it away."

He understands.

The child in Qingtan's womb is her reminder.

Before the concubine is married, there is a concubine first.

And the future concubine will still be Xue's daughter.

Even His Majesty cannot sit idly by.

Thinking of this, he went in another direction.

I have to go and find out the time when Qing Tan attends bedtime.

And whether the number of contraceptives in the palace is equal to the number of times of sleeping.

In the palace, it is not easy to drink medicines for avoiding children and medicines for conceiving children.

Ruo Qingtan poured out the child-avoiding medicine privately.

Then she... died unjustly.

**
"Boom—"

Near dinner, a torrential rain poured down.

Ying Lili was beating ink mud in the side hall, trembling from fright.

Looking out of the window, with the effort of breathing, bean-sized raindrops suddenly fell down.

Chang Lin came in from the outside.

"Miss Ying, leave it to me, it's time for your highness to have dinner."

This ink clay has to be beaten a hundred thousand times, and it is exhausted to rely on Ying Li Li alone.

So she "requisitioned" Chang Lin.

Back to the main hall.

Eunuch Shuangfu has already put the dinner on the table.

Seeing her coming in, Rong Qingzhang set aside some meals for her.

It was Ying Lili's turn after he had used it before.

Now simply use them separately.

"There has been a lot of rain these days."

Ying Lili looked at the heavy rain outside the window with satisfaction.

"Ok!"

Rong Qingzhang glanced at her lightly, "Can I sleep well again tonight?"

Over the past few months, he has learned a lot about Little Lizi.

But whenever it rains, I can always sleep better.

"You don't sleep well?"

Ying Lili thought for a while, "I usually sleep well."

truth.

There was not so much noise in ancient times.

And she mostly rests at the same time as Rong Qingzhang.

The master rests, how dare the servants in the palace make noise.

In addition, there is a large space between the palaces, and the sound can not reach Guanju Palace.

Every night, with the sound of insects chirping outside, I can sleep very well.

Probably also thanks to not having as much entertainment.

Usually fall asleep very early.

As long as she has a mobile phone, she can't go to bed so early.

It is worth mentioning that, perhaps due to eating well and sleeping well, she has grown a little taller.

"To be honest, the frequency of rain is very stable."

"It creates a very comfortable and relaxed state."

"In this state, people's anxious mood can be stabilized."

"But this kind of sound can't be heard very often."

Rong Qingzhang was used to the strange vocabulary that Xiao Lizi popped up from time to time.

He chose silence.

Some things, once brought to light, can be unpredictable.

As long as the person is his.

Ying Lili bit her chopsticks and looked out the window, a "waterfall" hung under the eaves.

"I hope I can play for a little longer, at least don't stop before I fall asleep."

Rong Qingzhang was speechless.

What she thought was beautiful.

The Dragon King who flies the clouds and spreads the rain is really her father.

into the night.

The rain gradually decreased and soon stopped.

Not long after, the night sky was filled with stars.

Rong Qingzhang was silent.

Walk out of the bedroom and bypass the screen.

Little Lizi was still sleeping on her back, with only a thin quilt covering her abdomen.

He chuckled under his breath.

"The Dragon King is really your father."

No, she slept soundly.

The rain also stopped.

**
"Little Seven!"

Rong Qinghuan, who hadn't seen him for some days, climbed onto the wall again.

He rolled his eyes and looked around.

"Where's the ugly girl?"

Rong Qingzhang stood on the porch and did not go out.

The scorching sun outside makes people dizzy and dizzy.

So Rong Qinghuan never tires of it.

Oh, Li Huai is holding an umbrella for him.

It's quite appropriate.

"Didn't go to the West Pavilion?" He raised his eyebrows lazily.

Rong Qinghuan snorted.

"I haven't been there for the past few days. The second brother's leg is broken, and he killed a court lady yesterday."

He waved at Rong Qingzhang, "Come forward, talk too much, be careful that the wall has ears."

How is that expression different from that of a gossiping woman in the market.

Besides, they were separated by a wall.

"Hurry up."

Seeing him not moving, Rong Qinghuan almost panicked.

"Ugh!"

Sighing, His Highness Seven walked along the corridor to a position close to the palace wall.

Here is a small gazebo.

Coincidentally, Qingzhi sent iced jam.

Rong Qinghuan's gossip hovering between his lips and tongue stopped.

He stared helplessly at the bowl of three-color jam.

"you……"

He pointed at Qing Zhi, "Give me a bowl too."

This damn day, he was so hot.

Qingzhi looked at Rong Qingzhang, seeing her master nodding, she left happily.

Not long after, Qingzhi came back.

Shuangfu jumped onto the wall.

Handing the ice bowl respectfully to Rong Qinghuan, he returned to his master to serve him.

"Good ice!"

The moment he received it, Rong Qinghuan's jealous eyes turned red.

After eating such a bowl of cool jam, who is afraid of the heat?

He stared at Rong Qingzhang fiercely.

"Xiaoqi, you really have no brotherhood. You have such a summer-relief meal, but you didn't tell His Highness."

snort!
He misunderstood Rong Qingzhang.

He took a spoonful and put it in his mouth.

His Highness the Sixth Highness felt that the whole person had been reborn.

Let out a long sigh of comfort.

He said with emotion: "This is what the prince should enjoy."

Then he asked, "How?"

Rong Qingzhang propped his forehead and said, "Put it on the ice sculpture, at most two quarters of an hour."

Rong Qinghuan: "..."

It's too easy, isn't it?
No, why didn't he think of it before?
Should not be ah.

Is he stupid than Xiao Qi?
His Royal Highness will never admit it.

　One more drive to.

　　keep writing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)