Queen's Purpose

Chapter 982 Xia Fanyin, It's Not Me!
"Probably..." She thought for a while, blinked slightly, and smiled a little, "With some choices, I don't want to share a room with you—is this explanation satisfactory to you?"

"........."

Quan Qingjiu's face froze suddenly, and then sank.

Looking at her half-smile face, she pursed her thin lips slightly, and sneered, "It's a pity that no matter how hard you struggle, the final result will not change—all the inns here are full."

Xia Fanyin was puzzled, "Why are you so sure?" She narrowed her eyes, suddenly seemed to think of something, "Quan Qingjiu, isn't this another trap you set long ago?"

Quan Qingjiu, "..."

He couldn't help but laughed angrily, "Xia Xiaoqi, I have bad intentions, I have never denied this. But do you think I am a god, I will know in advance that there will be a fireworks show here, Or can you know in advance that you will come to this place to stay?"

Xia Fanyin still squinted her eyes, looking at him suspiciously.

Anyway, this man's character and credibility are completely zero, so she doesn't believe what he said at all.

Quan Qingjiu looked at her face with obvious distrust, and his face continued to sink.

This woman, really think so? !

Just as he was about to speak, a passerby passed by him at this time, and overheard their conversation, he couldn't help but interjected, "Are you foreigners? Are you also here to see the fireworks show?" The other party smiled enthusiastically, "I don't know why this government came up with some kind of fireworks this year. We used to be really poor here. The officials lived in small dilapidated houses. There was never such a thing as a fireworks show."

Xia Fanyin, "..."

Quan Qingjiu, "..."

Seeing that they didn't speak, the other party didn't care, and continued on his own: "Do you think the emperor finally remembered our little place, and allocated money to us for disaster relief out of kindness?"

Xia Fanyin, "..."

Quan Qingjiu, "..."

They never opened their mouths, especially Quan Qingjiu, whose face sank inch by inch when Passerby A spoke.

The other party talked for a long time, and finally realized that they didn't seem to want to chat with him, so they waved their hands and walked away without any fun.

Xia Fanyin looked at his back, slowly withdrew his gaze, and glanced at the gloomy man beside him, the corners of his mouth curled upwards, pulling out a curve with a smile on his face, "This place is really poor, where did it come from?" What kind of fireworks show does money have..."

She sneered coolly and raised her eyebrows, "Your Majesty, it's because you are in a good mood this year, so you waved your big hand to allocate disaster relief funds to this small place, so they used it to hold fireworks, right?"

Seeing her provocative and flamboyant face, Quan Qingjiu's face became darker and sank, "It's not me."

"Oh." She said coolly, "It's the disaster relief fund allocated by the imperial court."

"Xia Fanyin!"

"Well, what's the matter?" The corners of the woman's eyes and brows were covered with a touch of sarcasm, "Are you going to give me some money to help me?"

"........."

The man's browbones twitched violently, his chest was tight and short of breath because of her choking, and he felt unreasonable.

He said in a deep voice: "This matter has nothing to do with me. Who knows where they got the money to hold such a party. Could it be that I don't care when the fireworks are set off in such a place?"

Xia Fanyin smiled slightly, "Oh."

(End of this chapter)