The imperial concubine has been flipped again

Chapter 65

Turning his gaze, he looked towards the door.

"Zhang Deming!"

"The slave is here!"

Zhang Deming, who put his face on the door frame, heard his Long Live Lord roaring his name, and he crawled into the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The man stared at Zhang Deming, who was prostrate in the center of the hall, with cold eyes.

Dog slave, how did you send the message?
When she rushed in, she gave her head and face, and her voice must have been heard from ten miles away.
Do I want my face anymore!
"The people in the punishment room are very busy today, let them find something to do in the past."

The man's tone is calm, but every word is mixed with hidden anger.

"The slave is going here."

Zhang Deming got up tremblingly, and trotted all the way to the execution room.

Long Live Lord, this is to let him go to the board. To the board.
He doesn't even know what he did wrong, so innocent
After Zhang Deming left, only Su Xi and Ling Juncheng were left in the hall.

"Hmph, there is also the quirk of not being able to see other people's leisure."

Su Xi muttered softly.

Although the voice was very low, Ling Juncheng still heard every word in his ears.

His eyes moved slightly, but he didn't make a sound.

Su Xi looked around, trying to find a chair to sit down.

Standing up and talking is exhausting.

She found that there were only two chairs in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

And the two chairs in the hall were almost close to the door, far away from where Ling Juncheng was sitting.

She thought, if she sat over, it would be inconvenient to fight with him, and it would be difficult to display her aura.

This Hall of Mental Cultivation is as big as her two sleeping halls, so if it is too far away, even the voice of talking will not be heard.

After a visual inspection, the pear wood chair looks heavy and heavy. She must not be able to move it. it will cost money
So, the idea of ​​moving the chair was dismissed.

Her eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of the huge desk, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

Without thinking, she stood on tiptoe and sat up.

Such a scene made the man beside him suddenly pass between the eyebrows.

She actually?
How dare she!
This is my desk
Even I have never sat down, but she...
The brow bone hurts so much.
"Get down!"

Two syllables without warmth overflowed from his thin lips, and the man's brows furrowed a little deeper.

"No."

Su Xi folded her arms around her chest, her legs off the ground swinging back and forth.

With the movement of his legs, the hem of the clothes swept across the man's arms one after another.

"Get down!"

Ling Juncheng's tone was a little more serious.

Su Xi tilted her head and looked at him, her crescent eyebrows deeply locked together.

"Are you annoying? You don't even want to sit down? If you are not convinced, you can sit up too!"

Ling Juncheng: "."

I found her in the Hall of Mental Cultivation because my brain was caught by the door.

"What did you ask me for?"

Su Xi had a cold face.

You can sleep well in Qingyue Palace, who cares to sit on your hard table.

Dog man is busy!
Ling Juncheng pondered for a moment.

By the way, why do I want to find her?What did I come here to do with her?Is it I who came here to find her?
His thoughts were slightly messed up, he didn't even know why he came to her.

Sure enough, his head was caught by the door.

There was a trace of panic in the deep eyes.

Feeling the increasingly pressing eyes of the woman beside him, he blurted out in a hurry: "Peel me the sunflower seeds."

Su Xi's expression was messed up in the wind.

Peel melon seeds?
Damn, you shouldn't have peeled melon seeds for him last time!
(End of this chapter)