imperial coddle

Chapter 99
When Yan Qingjun woke up, it was getting late. After sleeping all night and one day, Yan Qingjun was a little confused. He sat up slowly, and his thoughts slowly returned. It seemed that he had menstruation, and then Brother Chen coaxed himself to sleep and also input internal energy by himself. This is Brother Chen's Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Nangong Lingchen thought that the little girl had been asleep for a whole day, so she was a little worried, so she wanted to come in to see if the little girl woke up. As soon as she walked in, she saw the little girl with a confused face. That silly look was very cute Well, she wouldn't show this kind of expression easily, she can only see it when she wakes up, and she heard the little girl said that it was getting up, and the little girl always looks very mature when she is awake.

"Wake up, are you hungry?"

Nangong Lingchen walked to the side of the bed, sat down on the side of the bed while asking, and touched Yan Qingjun's small face with his big hand, it was still so sensual, as slippery and soft as before.

"Brother Chen, I'm hungry."

Yan Qingjun rolled his eyes at the sky, he really couldn't bear this person, he was groping at him all the time, it was really uncomfortable, it didn't matter that he was young before, but now he is a 15-year-old girl, and Now after menstruation, I really grow up.

"Okay, let's go eat then."

After Nangong Lingchen finished speaking, he lifted the quilt from Yan Qingjun's body, took the windbreaker that was put aside and put it on Yan Qingjun's body, Yan Qingjun looked down at the lavender windbreaker on himself, and was speechless. (The windbreaker is an ancient style of opening, similar to the appearance of the windbreaker.) Would it be too exaggerated to wear this now? Before Yan Qingjun could say anything, he was hugged by someone around the waist. Nangong Lingchen directly hugged Yan Qingjun hugged him on the dining table and asked Yan Qingjun to sit on his lap.

Yan Qingjun thinks this is not good. When I was a child, I thought that there would be such a big tree to enjoy the shade. Now I can protect myself, and I have always been so unafraid that something will happen sooner or later. Yan Qingjun just moved. Nangong Lingchen slapped Yan Qingjun directly with a "slap".

"Don't move, I know you are hungry, and you can eat soon."

Yan Qingjun...

Yan Qingjun is really ashamed, angry and speechless at the moment, this person is really too bad, how could he hit him, how old is he, Yan Qingjun looked at him with accusing eyes Nangong Lingchen, and the latter looked completely indifferent, let him stare at him, and Yan Qingjun, who punched the cotton, was also angry, and turned his face away, ignoring this arrogant villain, what do you do? .

Soon Gao Hai came over with meals, and after a while, a large table was filled with dishes. Nangong Lingchen took one side of the yam porridge and put it in front of Yan Qingjun. Yan Qingjun glanced at the yam porridge in the bowl, Yan Qingjun, who is greedy for the thick porridge, didn't care if the child was still angry, picked up the spoon and ate it. Nangong Lingchen looked at the girl who was very hungry, and touched Yan Qing a little funny. Jun's head, enjoined:

"Eat slowly."

Soon Yan Qingjun finished eating two bowls of yam porridge, no matter how delicious something was, he couldn’t resist eating more. Yan Qingjun sat in Nangong Lingchen’s arms with a full stomach and sighed with satisfaction. After returning, there was a loud noise outside, the sound was a little far away, and Yan Qingjun couldn't hear it very clearly.

Soon the voice was getting closer and closer, and it was still a woman's voice, only vaguely heard the woman's tone was very domineering, Yan Qingjun frowned, and after thinking about it, he knew who it was. His own person seemed to have no expression, which made Yan Qingjun feel even more uncomfortable in his heart. He struggled and wanted to sit down by himself.

"Sit down, don't move, Gao Hai, what's going on outside?"

Hearing Nangong Lingchen's voice, Gao Hai hurried in, and there was a person behind Gao Hai, who should be said to be a pretty good-looking woman, but Yan Qingjun felt that the woman in front of him seemed familiar, and this was not her. Is it the woman I saw last time when Brother Chen was concubine?

At that time, Yan Qingjun felt that this woman was very familiar. Last night, he was only focused on preparing a surprise for Brother Chen, and he didn't pay attention to other people. Now he realized that this is not familiar, this is simply a replica of himself. , wearing the color I like, even walking seems to imitate my own pace, except for the heavy makeup on the face, if you don’t pay attention, you will really think it’s you, this discovery makes Yan Qingjun a little uncomfortable, who would feel comfortable? Individuals imitate themselves.

"My concubine pays my respects to Your Majesty."

"Get up."

Chen Xuefei didn't dare to look up when she first entered the door, but now she heard Nangong Lingchen's faint tone and knew that he was not very angry, so she raised her head carefully, but when Chen Xuefei raised her head with a charming smile, the smile on her face was so stiff On the face, I saw Nangong Lingchen hugging Yan Qingjun, looking at Yan Qingjun tenderly in his arms all the time, without even giving himself a look, Chen Xuefei tried hard to maintain a decent smile.

"Your Majesty, is this the daughter of Grand Master Yan? The concubine has always heard that Miss Yan looks very similar to the concubine, and it is true when I saw her today."

Yan Qingjun rolled his eyes fiercely.Is this woman really shameless? I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless ones. Where does her courage come from? Isn't it said that ancient women are shy and gentle?Where did such a shameless person come from? Nangong Lingchen obviously didn't care what she said. Why should an insignificant person care? Nangong Lingchen knew that she didn't like Yanyan Qingjun when he saw her impatient look. He raised his head and looked at Chen Xuefei:

"If Concubine Ai is fine, then step back first."

Nangong Lingchen's words almost ruined Chen Xuefei's hard-working smile. Chen Xuefei told herself to buy medicine and endure it.

"Your Majesty, you haven't visited Chenqie for a long time. Didn't you say you wanted to play chess with Chenqie a few days ago?"

"Zhen, I'm not free today, let's try another day."

"Yes, the concubine is retiring."

After Chen Xuefei finished speaking, she gritted her teeth, gave Yan Qingjun a vicious look, and walked out. Yan Qingjun felt that she had been wronged. She doesn't even think about what kind of tricks this person is so good-looking, and she herself was tempted by others.

"There is also chess, brother Chen, why don't I know, you still like to play chess?"

It's over, the little girl is going to settle accounts after the autumn. There are many things these two days, and the little girl has no time to settle accounts with herself. Now that Chen Xuefei's appearance has provoked all the memories of the little girl, the little girl is the most vengeful.

"I have no choice but to, Qing'er, you are wronging yourself and so on, soon I will take care of all this and marry you into the palace in a glorious manner."

"Who asked you to marry me? Instead of talking about this now, I asked you what happened to the flower peacock just now?"

"Since I have recruited them into the palace, I can't stop going once, so when I go, I play chess with them all night, but there is only this Chen Xuefei alone."

"Isn't there a niece of the queen mother? Didn't you go to accompany her?"

"Are you jealous? She is Yi's sweetheart, and it is a helpless move to invite her into the palace. After all this is settled, I will give them marriages."

Yan Qingjun didn't expect that the truth of the matter turned out to be like this. It doesn't really matter what it is like. The important thing is that Nangong Lingchen, the emperor who has always been the only dancer, would explain everything to himself in detail. All of this, I have no reason not to believe him, and people like him are not good at lying.

"Okay, I trust you"

"Qing'er, you are so kind, I will never let you down."

Yan Qingjun didn't pay much attention to Nangong Lingchen's oath. Such things as oaths have to be made, not spoken. Although she knows that Nangong Lingchen doesn't lie, the human heart is the most difficult thing to grasp , no one knows what you will think in the next moment.

Chen Xuefei walked out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and walked all the way back to her own palace in resentment. As soon as she entered, she began to smash things, one by one, almost smashing everything that could be smashed. It is true that she and Nangong Lingxia are still there. Like, they are all angry and like to smash it. When Chen Xuefei picked up a vase and was about to smash it, she was stopped by a hand.

"You are here, smashing everything, so what, can the bitch know? What you smashed is also your own."

Chen Xuefei heard the voice and stopped the vase that was about to be smashed, put the vase down, and looked at the woman who was speaking. She was dressed in white, and the woman looked ordinary. The only thing that people could remember was her cold face. Freeze to death.

"I thought that you planned to cover yourself with a face towel from now on, but I didn't expect you to be flattering and know how to show your face. Although it is average in length, it can barely be seen."

"I'm just by your side temporarily. I won't help you do anything other than kill that bitch. You don't have to plan other things."

Chen Xuefei pursed her lips. Is this person a fairy? I can guess what I'm thinking. I really want to use her to help with other things, but since she doesn't want to, then forget it. Killing that bitch is worse than doing anything. People are happy.

No regrets glanced at the woman in front of her who was daydreaming again, who is Nangong Lingchen, she is a person who has no heart, and she is not afraid of playing with him to death, so naturally he will not tell her, They only saw that they were just taking what they needed, and her life and death had something to do with them.

Yan Qingjun, who was much more comfortable after eating, didn't want to just nestle in the dormitory, and took Nangong Lingchen to accompany him out for a walk. Nangong Lingchen put on a windbreaker for her and took Yan Qingjun's hand to go out. Looking at the hands that are holding together, not saying a word is really nothing to those who don't hug themselves and hold hands.

(End of this chapter)