The Evil King's Crazy Wife: The World of Ghost Concubine

Chapter 405 Saffron

Qiao Mi hates, she really hates, hates why she is Qiao Mi, hates why she should be taken in by him, but she hates this man even more, if it weren't for his overbearing and unreasonable, things would not have developed to this point, she It's not rare to be some kind of concubine De, let alone be a royal woman, she doesn't care, not at all!
But fate likes to tease people so much. She doesn't like being Princess De, so she is trapped beside King De. There are thousands of girls in this world who want to marry the man around him, but he just likes to plunder her .

He has already robbed her of everything, whether it is this filthy body or the filthy soul, they have been plundered and defiled by him, the only thing left now is this still beating heart, she doesn't want it, Not to mention, this is the only place left that only belongs to her and the person she loves, and there will be something that belongs to him.

She firmly believed that she would never have him in her heart, but what if she had a child?She can not love this man, but can she not love her child?No matter who the child is, as long as half of it is hers, how can she not love it?

So, she doesn't want a child, really doesn't!
The man beside him also seemed to realize that he had done something wrong, and reached out to hold her in his arms, but she didn't move, let alone struggle, because she knew that it was useless.

Her hands have been untied, and her wrists are already bruised and purple from the previous struggle, which is shocking. The man put his arm around her, and gently pinched the bruise with the other: "Look at you, you always like to fight against me. What good does it do you? Mi Er, do you think this king likes to treat you like this? Seeing you like this, this king loves you more than anyone else. "

"Don't you like it?" Qiao Mi's voice was hollow, like a talking body without any emotion.

Yan Beirong felt uncomfortable, sighed and said, "Why don't you understand what this king is thinking? Can't you feel how much this king wants to treat you well? Just like today, I wanted to take you out for a good rest. Take it easy, let you be happy, but you insist on making this situation."

"Yes, it's the concubine's fault, so how could the prince be wrong?"

"Mi'er!" Yan Beirong was also very helpless: "Mi'er, the mother concubine also talked about the side concubine today, but do you know? The king doesn't want any side concubine, the king only wants you. The concubine mother wants a grandson of the emperor, so you promise me that you will have a child with me, okay?"

"The prince wants it, but there is no reason why I can't say no, I never have the qualification."

Yan Beirong narrowed his eyes: "Do you really want to quarrel with this king?"

When Qiao Mi heard this, she let out a snort, and didn't speak any more. Yan Beirong's breathing gradually became heavy, and she rolled over and pressed her under him: "Do you want to experience the feeling just now again?"

He thought that Qiao Mi would be scared, at least she would show unwilling eyes, and then he could scare her, and she would be good after scaring her.

But this time she didn't, she just looked at him quietly like that, as if no matter whether he abused her once or twice or three times, she didn't care anymore, yes, she didn't care anymore.

What Yan Beirong was most afraid of was that she didn't care. This kind of look made him feel very insecure, as if all of a sudden, she became a woman he didn't understand at all. He knew her very well, and he always It's easy to catch her weakness and use it, but now, he's not so sure.

"What is your attitude now!"

"Doesn't the lord want an obedient woman? Is the concubine so obedient, and the lord doesn't like it? Doesn't the lord want it? The concubine can just give it to me." As he spoke, he reached out to open his skirt.

Yan Beirong suddenly panicked, he stood up abruptly, put on his clothes, and told her to get dressed too, Qiao Mi was very obedient, she could put on clothes as soon as she asked her to, God knows, she was so damn obedient, what did he think? Uncomfortable, he would rather see her hysterical, even if she pounced on him and bit him, it would be good, but she didn't, such calmness was something he had never seen before, which made him flustered.

He has never been so at a loss. Ever since he knew what he wanted, he has always been calm. No matter what happens, he can deal with it calmly. Even if he has his eyes on the woman in front of him and understands her situation Afterwards, he calmly made a plan. Everything was carried out according to his plan. He made her his wife as he wished. He thought that he would be happy in this way, but now, there seems to be something, He couldn't help it.

Yan Beirong didn't want to feel like this, so he reached out and grabbed her and said, "It's getting late, I'll take you back."

Qiao Mi followed him obediently. Being so obedient made Yan Beirong feel very uncomfortable. Sometimes, he also felt that he was very strange. He wanted her to be more obedient and rebellious. Maybe it was because of this. Only then did she become like this, Yan Beirong worked hard to appease himself, finally found a reasonable possibility, and forced himself to relax.

On the way back, Qiao Mi didn't say a word. After arriving at the palace, the first thing she did was to ask Ziru to arrange for her to take a shower and change clothes.

After Yan Beirong sent her back, he went to his temporary study without letting anyone wait on him. After calming down, he came out of the study and went straight to the bedroom.

When they arrived at the bedroom, Ziru had just prepared hot water, and Qiao Mi had just started taking a bath, when a maid who served Qiao Mi's bath came in with a delicate glass flower pot, Yan Beirong looked a little embarrassed, and asked casually: " Is the princess still taking a bath?"

The maid blessed her body: "If you go back to the prince, the hot water has just been prepared, and the princess is taking a bath."

"Hmm." Yan Beirong cast a casual glance, "Is this the scented flower used by the prince for bathing?"

"Yes, the princess has unique preferences. This saffron is the princess' favorite, and she uses it almost every day."

"If the concubine likes it, let someone get some more. You go down first, and I will leave this to the king."

"This..." The court lady was still a little hesitant at first, but when she thought that Yan Beirong was the concubine's husband and master, she didn't dare to disobey, so she handed him the flower pot respectfully, then bowed and retreated.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the shower room, he suddenly stopped, staring at the saffron in the basin, and suddenly turned around and walked out.

Ziru was a little anxious, and said: "Princess, servant girl, go out and have a look, why the saffron hasn't been delivered yet."

"Well, go quickly, it won't be good if you delay."

"No." Ziru went out to search around, but she didn't see the petals delivered, so she asked someone to prepare some more. After Qiao Mi took a bath, she got up and changed into her clothes.

(End of this chapter)