Quick wear, the boss behind the scenes is too mysterious

Chapter 903 Your Majesty, You Are So Pretentious

Looking at the glaring ink stain, Bai Qing's jade fingers gradually tightened, her brows beating fiercely.

Just the last word!

She just finished writing the last word!

When is the dead man who has suffered a thousand knives coming? Does he have to come now?

She raised her eyes to look at the handsome and sinister young emperor, her eyes were as cold as a knife, and she wished she could pierce him with a few knives.

But the emotion is only for a moment.

Bai Qing looked away, put the pen on the brush, slowly got up and saluted.

"Your Majesty does not take the usual path, and forgive the crime of disrespect."

Indifferent tone, lazy carelessness.

Jun Ling Ting's brows were furrowed, and his eyes were secretive.

She actually alluded to her impoliteness?
He is a majestic emperor, does he still need to be courteous?
Just as the young emperor was about to get angry, he suddenly noticed that the person squatting on the ground to greet him had lost a lot of weight.

The pajamas that were supposed to fit her body looked empty and extremely unfit.

The irritability in Jun Ling's heart suddenly became complicated.

He lowered his voice and snorted coldly, "Get up!"

"The concubine thanked Your Majesty." Bai Qing stood up lightly, then ignored the uninvited guest, walked quickly to the pear flower stand, and put on a coat.

Jun Ling, who had already sat down, thought that Bai Qing's departure was to pour tea for him.

In the end, when he saw Bai Qing put on an extra coat and walked back empty-handed as if he didn't notice, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Concubine Jia!" The young emperor gritted his teeth slightly and whispered, "Where's my tea?"

Bai Qing stared at the dazzling ink flower on the rice book, resisting the urge to smash the ruler with his hands, and said coldly, "Chenqie didn't make tea at night."

Jun Ling was stunned by what she said.

He looked at the expressionless, beautiful woman who showed a little resistance to indifference, and felt agitated in his heart.

She is so brave.

How dare you show him face?
He provoked her?
The young emperor just raised his breath to his throat, ready to vent it.

But it suddenly occurred to his mind that he couldn't let the third person know that he was in Ruixiang Palace, so he swallowed the fire back aggrieved.

"I won't drink without me."

Bai Qing raised her eyes to look at him, then lowered her eyes without answering.

Just as the young emperor was about to continue, he was cast a look of disgust.

In an instant, Jun Ling's perception of this was inconceivable and he couldn't believe it.

He actually - was really disgusted by a woman?
Apart from the annoyance and madness gnawing at the emotions of the young emperor, there was something else complicated.

Jun Ling closed his dragon eyes, the veins on his forehead twitched a few times, and he said silently in his heart - I am a gentleman, I don't care about little girls.

If she is so fond of answering and ignoring her, and if she is disobedient and offended, I will care no more.

After several hints in his heart, the young emperor's mood stabilized a little.

He said slowly, "What do you mean by what you wrote to me?"

Bai Qing raised her eyebrows, her eyes flickered slightly.

"Since Your Majesty wants to drink milk tea, naturally the concubine can't tell you anything, so I wrote down the detailed recipe of milk tea and sent it to you."

As she said that, she smiled lightly, and then said, "I believe that the craftsmanship of the imperial chef will be hundreds of times better than that of Chen Qie, and it will be able to sublimate the mellow aroma of this milk tea, so that Your Majesty can enjoy it even more."

Such inappropriate flattery made Jun Ling feel even more upset when he heard it.

His sharp eyes caught Bai Qing, as if he wanted to see through her.

"Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course." Bai Qing spoke plainly, "If you bully the emperor, you will be beheaded, and the concubines dare not make fun of their own lives."

　Thanks to [Happiness., Don’t bother me] the red envelopes of the two little fairies.

　　Thanks to all the little fairies who voted today, all of them!

　　good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)