Your Majesty, the Emperor is playing your cards again!

Chapter 245: Is he addicted to that person or to that fragrance?
Xia Baozheng waved her hands repeatedly, "You don't have to be like this, Your Majesty, Princess Jia'an can't collide with me."

As he said that, he glanced at Princess Jia'an, who was feeling aggrieved, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, it would be better to comfort the princess, she seems to be about to cry.

I won't disturb you two anymore and say goodbye! "

Xia Baozheng Jianghu cupped his hands, turned around and ran away.

Princess Jia'an was so angry that she stamped her feet, "Uncle, look at her, look at her!"

Bai Donglou really looked at her, watching her disappear around the corner, the cold fragrance drifting away in the wind, and then he looked away.

Princess Jia'an looked at her imperial uncle in disbelief and murmured, "Uncle, you like Xia Meiren! How can the emperor like this little vixen like Xia Meiren!"

Bai Donglou: "..."

Jun's face sank and he said, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Princess Jia'an pouted and said, "I'm not talking nonsense. The emperor protects her every time. How dare the emperor say that he doesn't like her?"

Bai Donglou: "..."

Jun's face tightened and he said, "If you keep yelling like this, no matter how big or small, believe it or not, the emperor has sealed your mouth."

Princess Jia'an shut her mouth angrily and did not dare to yell any more.

Bai Donglou looked at her and warned in a deep voice, "Don't provoke Mei Xia again in the future."

She is no match for Xia Meiren at all.

Princess Jia'an was extremely aggrieved, but she didn't dare to shout when she saw the expression on the emperor's uncle's face. She just argued in a low voice, "She framed me first."

Why can't her noble princess fight back after being framed? Why does she have to live so miserable!

Bai Donglou said coldly, "She won't frame you. You are stupid and have been taken advantage of."

Princess Jia'an was dissatisfied, "How can I be sure that she didn't frame me?" Bai Donglou sneered, "If she wanted to frame you, you would have been dead to death, so how could you still stand here and scream? .”

Princess Jia'an: "..."

What does "uncle emperor" mean?
Does the emperor's uncle mean that she can't compare to Xia Meiren's little vixen?

She couldn't get angry, she yelled and wanted to argue, but King Long didn't have time to pay attention to her, so he strode away.

Princess Jia'an was so frustrated that she had no way to vent her frustration, and she stamped her feet in anger.

Bai Donglou returned to the dormitory, with the faint cold fragrance still lingering in his breath, and the faint throbbing in his heart could not calm down for a while.

Is he addicted to that person or to that fragrance?
After living for more than twenty years, I have seen thousands of women and smelled thousands of fragrances, but I have never felt such an inexplicable throbbing feeling.

No matter what kind of woman he wants, it doesn't matter, but this is Emperor Yan's favorite.

Bai Donglou raised his hand and pinched the center of his brow, mentioning the abnormality at the apex of his heart under the pressure of the true energy. Then he sat back at the desk, opened the file, and began to study the content of tomorrow's peace talks.

Xia Baozheng ran a long circle and returned to Concubine Shu's bedroom out of breath.

Concubine Shu is one of the four concubines. She lives in a large bedroom with a beautiful back garden behind it. At the moment, the maids and eunuchs are busy roasting deer legs. The aroma is wafting around and making people's mouths water.

Xia Baozheng came over, picked up a piece of venison and stuffed it into his mouth. It was hot and spicy, sizzling with oil, and so fragrant that one almost wanted to swallow it.

Concubine Shu poured her a cup of plum blossom wine and asked with a smile, "Did you get rid of Princess Jia'an?"

Xia Baozheng picked up the jade cup and took a sip. She felt the lingering fragrance in her mouth and said with a smile, "Yeah, throw it away."

"Just get rid of it. Don't talk about the black-hearted princess. It's a bummer. Let's take what's ours."

As Concubine Shu spoke, she cut a piece of fragrant venison for Xia Baozheng with her own hands.

(End of this chapter)