The silly concubine said: close the door and let the prince go

Chapter 456 Why You Can ([-])
Shen Qiaoyan's eyebrows were deeply sunken.

later?

What's the meaning……

Shen Qiaoyan bit her lower lip lightly.

This person talks as soon as he talks... Why do you have to take advantage of her while others are not paying attention.

There was a trace of displeasure on Shen Qiaoyan's face.

On the other hand, Ziyin, who was hugging her lightly, looked at Shen Qiaoyan's somewhat angry face with an interesting expression on his face.

"Have you thought about the name of the child in the future?" Ziyin said with a smile.

Shen Qiaoyan raised her eyes.

This is indeed a question worth thinking about.

Ziyin rubbed Shen Qiaoyan's head, and a pair of dark pupils quietly watched Shen Qiaoyan's serious and thoughtful face, as if he didn't want to miss her every move, and he only had her in his eyes.

Shen Qiaoyan bit her lower lip, thought for a long time, and finally she said, "How about this, if it's a boy, it's called Muyu, if it's a girl, it's fine."

"Wooden fish?" Hearing the words, Ziyin paused for a moment with the hands rubbing Shen Qiaoyan's head, his face sank suddenly, and his tone was cold and humane, "You want my son to call a concubine by the name of a concubine?"

Shen Qiaoyan curled her lips and smiled foolishly, and said, "What's wrong, the wooden fish is beautiful, but she is talented. Hundreds of dynasties ago, Nanfeng Kingdom was the only male concubine who could enter the harem!"

"It goes without saying that she is beautiful, but I have heard that Muyu Guoji is not only proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also good at singing and dancing. It is comparable to the empress of the country at that time, with a beautiful heart and a beautiful heart," Shen Qiaoyan secretly admired , "A man who can't even compare to a woman, how attractive do you think this man is..."

Ziyin was listening, with a faint coldness on his face, and the more he listened, the worse his complexion became.

"I still remember when I was a child, my mother took out the only scroll she had, clearly showing the picture scroll of Muyu Guoji, and let me admire it," Shen Qiaoyan took a deep breath, her expression was particularly excited, as if the scroll back then was In front of her, "I was fascinated at first glance, Muyu Guoji is really beautiful, it's like a god and a god, his facial features are extremely beautiful, and the slightly hooked corners of his lips in the picture scroll seem to be real." smiling at me..."

The more Shen Qiaoyan talked, the more intoxicated she was in the memory, unable to extricate herself.

But Ziyin's complexion was dark, he clenched his fists tightly, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

The things that should be remembered are not remembered at all, and the things that should not be remembered are remembered in the whole brain.

"Shen Qiaoyan, you are tired of living."

In the leisurely dark night, a voice as cold as ice valley suddenly sounded.

Shen Qiaoyan trembled slightly, she raised her head in a daze, and let out a soft naan with a harmless face, "Huh?"

In a blink of an eye, a cold touch spread on Shen Qiaoyan's lips, accompanied by a faint tingling sensation.

Shen Qiaoyan couldn't help frowning, watching Ziyin suddenly biting her poor lips like a storm with a bewildered face.

Did she say something wrong again?
Isn't she just a thousand-year-old concubine... besides, she has been dead for hundreds of thousands of years...

As for being so petty...

Besides, her son can call him by this name, which shows that she is quite confident in her son's beauty and talent...

Who is this, is it possible that he still wants his son to have a big face? !

After thinking about it, Shen Qiaoyan became a little unhappy.

It's a pity that she can't resist at all, because someone is angry, so she can only be thrown down.

However, with her skill, she should be able to throw someone down very easily, but unexpectedly, she even healed a person who was hit by the Whirlwind Palm and all the veins in his body were severed. I have no strength to resist...

How weak is her skill...

Shen Qiaoyan wants to cry but has no tears.

(End of this chapter)