first concubine

Chapter 1062 The king is late.

Withered Bones laughed happily, evil spirit spread from the corners of his eyes and brows, he smiled and looked sideways at her: "You are still beautiful when you are angry."

This is a compliment, and all women can't resist such a compliment, especially the compliment of such a man who is so beautiful that both people and gods hate him, it really makes people want to be angry and can't get angry.

"Well, I accept your compliment," she said deflatedly.

That is to forgive him.

After the two made a fuss, Qiu Yinong remembered to ask, "Why are you here?"

If she was right, he was already having a drink with the emperor at the palace banquet of the New Year's Eve.

"It's Chinese New Year, I'm afraid you will be deserted, so I come to accompany you." He said indifferently, with a flat tone.

She said with some worry: "You are not at the palace banquet, what if the emperor finds you, you'd better go back."

It's Chinese New Year, he doesn't want Ku Guhuan to be regarded as a thorn in the side of the emperor, it's not a good thing.

Ku Gu Huan put his arms around her shoulders to comfort her: "With Tian Yi here, there is no time for the emperor to take care of me. Now they are happy to exchange wine and talk, so I won't get involved."

Seeing that he said it easily, as if nothing happened, Qiu Yinong felt relieved.

"Okay, someone has to take these bowls and chopsticks. Since Ah Nong can't, then I can only come." The man stretched his hands, and there was a kind of generosity in his righteousness, which made Qiu Yinong couldn't help it. laughed out.

Washing the dishes seems to be such a difficult thing.

But she still couldn't believe it and said, "You know how to wash dishes?"

I don't think it is possible. Although his status in Yan Kingdom is not as good as that in Xiliang, he is the prince of Xiliang Kingdom, and the emperor can't treat him too badly. Therefore, Kuguhuan probably has never done the job of washing dishes. .

Kuguhuan replied very directly: "No!!"

Black lines appeared on Qiu Yinong's forehead: "You don't know how to wash it, you might as well keep it for now, and I'll wash it later."

She felt that washing by herself was much more reliable than Kugu Huan.

This man's ten fingers do not touch Yang Chunshui. Looking at his hands, they are so beautiful that she can't bear to let him get that oil on him. A person like him should be enshrined high on the altar and worshiped by others, not It should be mixed with the mundane world.

"I don't think I have the opportunity to learn to look at it now!!" The man stretched out his hand, and really began to roll up his sleeves, revealing a slender and fair arm. Hands look much better.

He really wanted to wash the dishes in this posture, when a pleasant male voice came from outside: "I don't know that the famous No. [-] son Ku Gu Huan is willing to make soup for others."

The words were slightly teasing and frivolous, Qiu Yinong and Ku Guhuan looked over, and saw Zhan Yue standing and approaching from the yard.

A man dressed in red had a lot of snowflakes on it. When he walked into the house, he reached out and patted off the snowflakes on his body, and there were fluffy snowflakes on the ground.

He didn't wait for Qiu Yinong to greet him, so he found a place to sit at the dining table, pointed at the mess on the table and narrowed his eyes, seemed a little unhappy and said sadly: "This king is late."

In the tone of voice, there is no regret.

I don't know what kind of emotion this regret is for?

(End of this chapter)