Concubine Meng drove to the prince to take a detour

Chapter 22

"Don't you think this is a work-related injury?" Qiao Mo endured her heartbeat to speed up, and she told herself again and again that this was just a normal physiological reaction, a physiological reaction that any woman and man would have when they get close.

"Injury at work?" Chu Lichen not only didn't stay away from her, but moved closer, and warmly touched Qiao Mo's cheek with a questioning tone, smudged her cheek.

Qiao Mo swallowed hard, and once again cursed the harshness of the general's mansion to her, why the quilts are so thin, making it difficult for her to sink in again.

"Injury at work, just as the name suggests, is an injury at work. The lord thinks it's a work-related injury?" Qiao Mo unconsciously spoke softly, afraid that she would touch the perfect lips that were close at hand with one step.

"Totally stupid."

Chu Lichen straightened his waist and gave her a piece of fresh air.

Qiao Mo became angry, and without the sense of oppression, Qiao Mo sat up directly: "You are enough, if I didn't want to enter the Prince's Mansion earlier, would I be so self-abuse?" Qiao Mo got up too eagerly, her head was dizzy , but still stared angrily at the man who was lazily leaning against the bed.

"This trick not only made the prince feel sympathetic towards you, but also made the Lu family fall out of favor in Qiao's mansion. It kills two birds with one stone." After he finished speaking sinisterly, his eyes fell on her forehead, "Bitter tricks, the most stupid tricks!" Method."

This sentence is full of irony.

The corner of Qiao Mo's mouth twitched slightly, looking at the proud and arrogant man, she snorted coldly: "Our transaction is the result, so I don't need the prince to worry about the process."

What method she uses is Qiao Mo's own business. Although she also feels that the business has lost a bit this time, she will never accept others' contempt.

Qiao Mo's voice was flat, Chu Lichen slowly savored that this woman's temper was not ordinary.

Chu Lichen looked at her swollen face, and slowly raised her slender and delicate palms.

Qiao Mo retreated subconsciously, but Chu Lichen obviously didn't give her a chance, and quickly touched the redness. Qiao Mo looked at him with cold eyes again, and muttered in her heart, is he going to beat herself?

"A minister of the household department seems to have taken advantage of him." Chu Lichen muttered to himself.

No one can bully his people except him.

"What?" Qiao Mo heard the words clearly, but she didn't understand the meaning inside. Why did she suddenly say Hubu Shangshu?

The corner of Chu Lichen's mouth hooked evilly, pressed her face, stood up and looked down at the woman who was yelling: "Don't take this king's words as wind, and don't be too smart, the prince is not as stupid as you think. "

Qiao Mo covered her face, raised her head and stared at him angrily, every time this man came, he would only aggravate her injuries, "Where's the medicine?" She knew that Lan Mei Jue's medicine was a magic medicine, so this man should be here Give yourself medicine.

"Medicine?" Chu Lichen looked cold, and looked at her embarrassed head: "It hurts, only when it hurts can your memory grow." He said, turned around and left here decisively, leaving Long Yanyouxiang in the room.

"Damn—" Qiao Mo looked at a handsome figure, and swears again, "Chu Lichen, your uncle, don't let me fall into my sister's hands in the future, or she will kill you."

"The king will wait and see."

Qiao Mo listened to the voice coming from nowhere, and looked around in horror.

(End of this chapter)