Feng proud of the world: the king is too black

Chapter 8 Embarrassing His Concubine

"Ahem..." Ji Qin'er almost vomited blood, and coughed in shock.

"Sister-in-law, look that I'm sick and coughing, let's consummate the marriage another day. To be honest, my husband doesn't mind me." She didn't want to go to bed with a patient!

Mo Xuan looked at her nonchalantly, and stood there without any movement for a long time.

"Sir, please go back." Ji Qin'er said softly, with a hint of impatience in her tone.

When Mo Xuan heard this, he frowned, "I'm out of this room, you won't be able to be a princess in the future, won't you regret it?"

"No." Ji Qin'er replied very simply, she didn't care about concubines and concubines at all.

"That's what you said." Mo Xuan gritted his teeth.

"Master, whoever wants to be a princess can be the princess. I don't care at all. Sir, I'm really tired. Can you go back to your room and let me rest alone?" Ji Qin'er said tactfully.

After a while, Ji Qin'er heard Mo Xuan's footsteps going away, she was very happy, and asked softly, "Is your husband leaving?"

No one answered her.

"Sir, please close the door by the way."

Still no one answered her, the whole new house was quiet except for her voice.Ji Qin'er pulled off the hijab, and there was no one else in the happy new house except her.

She rolled her bulging eyes, looked around confidently, and thought proudly, can't she?That man got mad at her and left?

She jumped out of bed, went to lock the door, then took off the heavy phoenix crown and various headgear on her head, took off her red dress, and lay comfortably on the bed with her hands on the back of her head, blinking her eyes , said to himself: "Lie down for a while, recover your strength, and then find a way to get out of here. Maybe that sick man will send Zhang Xiu a letter tomorrow morning, so I don't have to run away, and save my brainwork?"

In this era, no man can tolerate his wife having sex before marriage, and this Mo Xuan is still a prince, Ji Qin'er felt that she would be divorced 100%, so she went to bed with peace of mind.

There was no dream all night, and she woke up naturally after sleeping. When Ji Qin'er woke up, it was already noon and the sun had risen above her head.

"What time is this spring, and they don't wake me up." Ji Qin'er got up from the bed and stretched comfortably.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and Chunshui came in with a basin of water.

"Miss, are you awake?" Chun Shui put the water on the table and said with a smile, "Chun Shui washes up for Miss, and after changing clothes, I will go to the side hall to see the Fourth Madam, the Seventh Madam, and the Thirty Madam."

"How long have they been waiting?"

"I've been waiting since the morning. Several ladies got impatient and went back to their respective courtyards." Chun Shui wrung out the towel and wiped Ji Qin'er's face.

"Have you found out what I told you?" Ji Qin'er handed the towel to Chun Shui after washing her face.

"Miss, except for Mrs. Eight, all the women in this mansion are tigresses. In order to compete for the position of princess, they fight openly and secretly. They smile on the surface, but they hide their swords in their smiles."

Ji Qin'er sat down on the chair and smiled interestingly, "Let them wait."

When Ji Qin'er came to the side hall, the women were still waiting here. As soon as they arrived at the door, they smelled a strong smell of makeup and powder, and Ji Qin'er frowned.

Seeing Li Qin'er coming in, they first scanned her whole body with critical eyes, and soon smiled kindly.

"I slept really well last night. I slept till now. I kept you waiting." Ji Qin'er came to the main seat and sat down, smiling at the three women, just looking at their eyes, Ji Qin'er knew that these women were not easy to mess with, they were all a bunch of tigresses.

But they are very beautiful, each with their own beauty, their faces are very delicate, and they also have a certain noble temperament, even the maid standing behind them is also a beauty, Ji Qin'er thought emotionally in her heart, this Ancient times really raised beauties.

However, she disliked their heavy makeup and jewelry hanging all over their bodies, which was clearly showing off their beauty.

"My lord stayed in the new house for the night, my sister must be exhausted." Mrs. Thirty wanted to get angry waiting here, but she didn't dare to show it, so she could only smile, her beautiful eyes looked straight at Ji Qin'er, as if she wanted to Find flaws in her.

Everyone in the capital said that Ji Qin'er was an ugly idiot, or a weak and sickly fool, but no matter how she looked at it, she was not like the legends.

"Xiang'er said that the lord was unwell last night, and he went back home to rest without consummating the marriage with his sister. Thirty sisters, don't talk nonsense." Seventh Madam glanced at Thirty Madam and said coldly.

Madam Thirty's face changed slightly when she heard this, but after all, her status was low, so she was too embarrassed to say anything.

"The prince has always been unwell, but when he married us, even if he couldn't consummate the house, he would lie beside him and sleep until dawn. Why did the prince let you stay alone in the empty room when it was my sister's turn?" The fourth lady looked at Ji Qin ironically. Er sneered: "Could it be that my sister is not charming enough, and the prince doesn't want to stay in the new house?"

Ji Qin'er just smiled lightly, facing the three women indifferently.

There are three women in one drama, so she can watch the drama here.

"I think the lord has also heard the rumors that my younger sister was born to restrain my wife and my own mother, and later my younger sister, that's why I don't want to have sex with her."

But he is obviously a broom star, why does the prince still want to marry?Can broom star be happy? "

"So what if you don't marry her? In the entire capital, apart from us, there are still a few people who are willing to marry the prince."

"That's right. We are loyal to the prince and love him sincerely. Of course we don't care about his health. The prince's body is really worrying."

"The concubine has been dead for so long, and this position has been vacant. I don't know when the prince will be able to establish the concubine."

"..."

They talked more and more, and the more they talked, the more unpleasant they were, and the topic went away. Ji Qin'er sat there quietly listening to them talking one by one, not knowing what they wanted to say.

"I don't know what the sisters want from me?" Ji Qin'er suddenly coughed lightly, interrupting their conversation, they were stunned, looked at each other, and looked at Ji Qin'er in surprise.

She claims to be her sister, are they sisters?

"Sister, who do you think will be the prince's concubine?" The fourth lady smiled, deliberately emphasizing the word "sister".

"I'm not interested in who the concubine is. Since I'm the side concubine, you should call me elder sister instead of younger sister." Li Qin'er smiled, and then pointed to their faces, "You are often together with the prince. Is it? The prince's health is not good, and you are often with him, it's better to use less tobacco powder and gouache."

The wives were unwilling, but she was a side concubine, only one level lower than the princess. It stands to reason that they had to call her elder sister, respect her, and salute her when they saw her.

However, she just married into the palace, and the prince didn't care about her coming to stay overnight last night. She is definitely not a favored product, and she will not be a princess in the future. Now that they are being dragged, they feel very unhappy.

"Will our powder application affect the prince's body?" Mrs. Thirty was puzzled.

"It doesn't matter." It's none of her business to have influence.

"Miss, your tea." Chun Shui said softly, holding a cup of tea and putting it on Ji Qin'er's table, then stepped back and stood beside Ji Qin'er.

Ji Qin'er picked up the teacup, took off the lid, and blew lightly. The fragrance of the tea wafted in the air. She took a sip, it was really fragrant.

The three wives sat here and waited since the morning, but none of them came to entertain them. They just talked so much that their mouths were dry. Smelling the scent of Ji Qin'er's tea, they felt their throats became even more thirsty.Seeing Ji Qin'er only caring about drinking, their faces were displeased, but they dared not say anything, she was a side concubine with a higher status than them.

Ji Qin'er was like this, sipping tea unhurriedly, and she quickly finished a cup of tea.

"Aren't the younger sisters looking for me for something? Why don't you talk?" Ji Qin'er raised her head and looked at them curiously.

"It's okay." The Seventh Madam became angry and smiled: "My sister came here today to greet my sister. After greeting her, we..."

"Chunshui, bring up the bird's nest soup and sweet-scented osmanthus cake." Mrs. Seven wanted to say that An invited them and they were going back to their room, but they changed their minds after hearing Ji Qin'er's words.

The bird's nest soup and sweet-scented osmanthus cake are good things. Since there are such good things to entertain, it's better to use them first and then go back to the room.

Hearing that there was bird's nest soup and sweet-scented osmanthus cake, the anger of the three wives disappeared, and they looked at Ji Qin'er with smiles on their faces. It was obvious that she was pretending to be understanding.

Chun Shui quickly brought bird's nest soup and sweet-scented osmanthus cake. When the three ladies saw that there was only a small plate of snacks and a bowl of soup, their smiles gradually faded.

"Miss, please use it slowly." Chun Shui put the things on the table, said softly, then retreated to Ji Qin'er's side, and stood obediently.

"It's so fragrant, Chunshui, your cooking skills are really good." Ji Qin'er tasted the bird's nest soup, ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and praised Chunshui contentedly.

Chunshui smiled happily, "Miss, Chunshui is also good at making mud chicken, so I'll make it for you to eat at night."

"Okay! Well, this sweet-scented osmanthus cake is delicious, fragrant and delicious, soft and not sticky to the teeth, it's delicious."

The faces of the Fourth Madam, the Seventh Madam and the Thirty Madam all changed, they looked at Ji Qin'er angrily, Ji Qin'er seemed to be alone, and was enjoying herself.

After eating a bowl of soup and a few pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, Ji Qin'er felt full. When she looked up, she met three pairs of slightly angry eyes.

"Are you still there?" Ji Qin'er looked surprised, and then smiled embarrassedly: "Look at me, you just eat for yourself, and forget you. Do you want to eat? This is made by my maid Yes, it's delicious."

Ji Qin'er pushed the small plate in front of her, and swept them over with a smile. There was only one sweet-scented osmanthus pastry left in the plate, and they could take whatever they liked.

Just like the prince in this house, if she doesn't want it, whoever they love can take it.

(End of this chapter)