Queen's Purpose

Chapter 53 "His Royal Highness." He hooked his lips and smiled faintly, "You didn't say that before."

In fact, she wanted to say, since he already had complete self-awareness when he entered the palace, why did he want to be a eunuch?

But after she finished speaking, she realized that something was wrong, and said embarrassingly, "I... didn't mean that."

The man quickly retracted the flickering darkness in his eyes, and looked at her calmly and indifferently, "Princess, don't take it to heart, I'm already used to..."

got used to.

Before she could say the three words, the back of her hand suddenly felt warm, and it was she who suddenly raised her hand to cover him.

The man's chest trembled slightly.

Xia Fanyin, "Actually, there's nothing wrong with that."

In a gentle voice, with a bit of careful flattery, "Nine thousand years old, one person is under one person, and one person is below tens of thousands of people. Few people who live wantonly and proudly are not jealous—probably those so-called men are only clearly Envious of you against you and secretly jealous of you against you."

Quan Qingjiu raised his eyes to look at her, the woman's clean and clear eyes were spotless, but his dark pupils became darker and darker, the bottom of his eyes seemed to stir up a moment of turbulence, but finally returned to calm, just like the beginning A calm state.

Over the years, he has seen a lot of people who are flattering and scornful, and he has seen a lot of people who are superficially respectful and secretly obedient, but even among the most respectful and flattering people, no one has ever said such things to him.

Maybe it's disdain, maybe it's not daring.

Ah.

"Your Royal Highness." He hooked his lips and smiled faintly, "You didn't say that before."

"Once upon a time, I don't remember now!"

"Do I need this deity to remind you—the eunuch is physically disabled, so his psychology is abnormal, and he works all day long with scheming and plotting against others."

"..."

Xia Fanyin found that the Seventh Princess was really a wise master, at least she had seen more clearly than Emperor Jing.

She laughed twice, and shook her head with a sincere face, "I used to be ignorant, so God punished me for losing my memory. A hero with such a broad mind like Nine Thousand Years old shouldn't care about a poor weak girl like me?"

Quan Qingjiu, "..."

Big hero, weak woman?
He hooked his lips, "Who doesn't know that this honorable one must retaliate, and has a broad mind—it may be that Her Royal Highness has misunderstood my minister."

"..."

Sure enough, the days to come will have to be lived with trepidation.

About two cups of tea later, Quan Qingjiu pulled out the needles on her body, and his bony palms gently landed on her abdomen, "Does it still hurt?"

It doesn't seem to hurt anymore.

Xia Fanyin pouted, "It hurts."

The man frowned, "It still hurts?"

"Well, maybe your medical skills are good and bad, and it was broken just now."

"..."

Quan Qingjiuqu flicked her forehead with his palm, "Let Qingsang decoct your medicine later, it will feel better after drinking it. You should have a good rest."

………………

Leaving Qingquan Pavilion, the crimson figure walked slowly in the back garden and walked towards the door.

Fu Chen saw him from a distance, so he walked over quickly, and bowed respectfully: "Master, Minister of the Household Department invites you to go to Tianxiang Tower for a drink together tonight."

"Ah."

"Did you just come out from the princess?"

Quan Qingjiu walked in front with his hands behind his back, and when he heard this, he glanced at him indifferently, "Is there anything else?"

Fu Chen nodded and was about to speak, when he suddenly noticed the blood on the man's clothes and was slightly startled, "Master, why are you injured?"

(End of this chapter)