The Six Palaces of Favorites: The Black-bellied Emperor's Cold Concubine

Chapter 200 Unforgettable Old Love (3)
She tugged at his sleeve and asked, "Does the prince miss her? If so, how did you get through it?"

Xiao Jun's expression froze, and she said in a low voice, "I don't know anything else, but I know that it's just more troublesome to drink away."

Qingchen let him go with a chuckle, and said vaguely while holding his forehead, "I really don't care. This is a blessing that others can't even ask for. How can I not be satisfied? It's fate, it's God's will, so what about me?" To care about?"

Xiao Jue looked at her for a long time with a complicated expression, and couldn't help asking: "You don't love the emperor? If you love him, you won't mind his attitude towards you!"

Qingchen coughed twice, kept shaking the handkerchief to fan the wind, and said in a hoarse voice: "The emperor has never loved me, with such a face similar to Xie Wanyi, how can you let me To love? But I think, since the emperor likes her so much, then because of this similarity, I can also be favored, which may not be a bad thing."

Xiao Jue's eyes looking at her became more complicated and difficult to understand. Wan Yi, whom he regarded as a treasure, even if she was only somewhat similar to her, he would not want to see her sad.Seeing her coughing non-stop, she knew that her mouth was dry and her throat was probably uncomfortable from the alcohol, so she ordered Xiao Luzi to pour tea.

Xiao Luzi went there for a while, brought two cups of sobering tea, Qingchen took a cup to moisten his throat, and felt better, then he calmed down slowly, realizing that he had talked too much just now.They are not very acquainted with people, and if they talk too much, they will only make people laugh.She stood up in embarrassment and said: "Your Highness, the concubine is drunk today, and if you talk nonsense, please forget it after hearing it, and just be a concubine and say nothing."

Xiao Jue said lightly: "You don't have to feel embarrassed, I always forget some words after I hear them."

Just as I was talking, I couldn't hear a slap not far away, and then a little palace maid screamed in panic, "Oh, why are you so careless, this is the hangover tea that the empress concubine wants."

Then I heard a little father-in-law begging for mercy: "Sister, please forgive me. I really didn't mean it. This slave will go and get another cup for the empress."

The little maid yelled: "How long does it take to come and go? If the empress punishes me for waiting, will you bear it for me?"

Just as the little eunuch was about to speak, Xiao Jue stood in the pavilion and said to them: "It's not a big deal, don't yell, I happen to have a cup of hot tea untouched here, you can use it for concubine Shu."

Seeing that it was Xiao Jue, those two hurriedly came over to say hello, "Slave, servant girl, see Your Highness."

After all, the little maid was clever, seeing that it was Xiao Jue, she probably knew very well what he was like in normal times, and said happily: "Thank you, Your Highness, this servant, first I used this cup of tea from Your Highness, and I will bring you a cup of tea later, thank you very much Your Highness is sympathetic to your servants."

Xiao Jue nodded, "Go."

The little girl glanced at him with joy, as if she was a little bit shy, and seeing Qingchen leaning on the stone table, sleepy, not daring to disturb her, Fu Yifu picked up the teacup left quickly.

But at this time, the drowsy Qingchen suddenly seemed to have a flash of lightning in her heart, illuminating the things she had been puzzled over, she stood up abruptly, although she was drunk, her eyes shot out a strong murderous intent .It could be just for a moment, and she fell down and sat down again when her eyes went dark.

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