Concubine Meng drove to the prince to take a detour

Chapter 6 Mainly Depends on Temperament

Lan Meijue looked at her ragged clothes, swallowed her saliva: "Miss Qiao, this man and woman are different, I'm afraid it's inappropriate."

I think he, Lan Meijue, was a suave and suave man all his life, but this was the first time he was asked to look back at him by a woman.

Qiao Mo looked up at Lan Meijue, full of contempt: "Elder sister doesn't care, what do you care about as a big man?"

Lan Meijue has never been so despised by women before, and he was about to take the medicine bottle, but before he could make a move, he was skipped by a white shadow.

When the two of them saw clearly, Chu Lichen was already standing in front of them, with his back turned to them, his slender figure exuded an indescribable sense of nobility under the sunlight.

"go out."

A cold voice sounded in the room, Lan Meijue gave Qiao Mo a self-conscious look, turned around and left decisively.

Qiao Mo utterly despises Lan Meijue's behavior, but she has to face the man around her with all her strength. Who knows whether the man wants her face or wants to face him in the next second? kill her.

"What is your lord doing?" Qiao Mo lazily leaned against the bed. These days, it mainly depends on temperament, no matter how poor you are, temperament is a must.

Chu Lichen looked back, and casually threw the small porcelain bottle of ointment into her hands, slightly frowned his handsome eyebrows, and spoke with a sharp color: "I never thought that Miss Qiao would not know what shame is."

Qiao Mo picked up the porcelain vase, and the corner of her mouth curled slightly: "If you want to be ashamed, you must have your life. If you are dead, what do you use to be ashamed?"

Chu Lichen's eyes gradually became deep, and Qiao Mo looked back without fear.

In a silent room, a needle can be discerned.

"This king didn't expect it, but you can see it clearly." Chu Lichen's voice was cold, but it was not hard to hear the admiration in his words, the admiration for a woman.

"You can live for a long time only if you can see clearly." Qiao Mo didn't take his admiration to heart at all, but responded lightly, "If the prince doesn't ask someone to apply medicine for me, I think you can take this face. Then I sent my beloved woman to someone else's bed." Qiao Mo lowered her head slightly and said with a smile.

Chu Lichen's eyes became deeper and deeper, but finally he sat down on the side of the bed, picked up the thrown porcelain bottle, his lips as thin as a blade rose slightly, with a charming taste.

He twitched the corner of his mouth, and slowly opened the porcelain bottle with his slender fingers, "Since Miss Qiao doesn't care, it's better to have this king here."

The voice came in a low voice, which lost its cold feeling, like the mellowness of a violin, which made Qiao Mo feel dazed for a moment.

There was a cool feeling on the back, Qiao Mo pressed her lips tightly, suspecting that the man was deliberately touching her wound forcefully.

Looking at the bloodstains on the fair skin, Chu Lichen frowned again.

Qiao Mo folded her hands under her chin, never letting herself cry out, enduring the bone-piercing pain.

"My lord, I think you should be willing to tell me who I am now?" Qiao Mo said calmly with her eyes closed.

"Qiao Chuchu, the third lady of General Qiao's residence."

"where is this place?"

"Xuan Guo."

In the quiet room, every time Qiao Mo asked a question, Chu Lichen would answer, but the strength of his subordinates gradually slowed down, and his pair of phoenix eyes became deeper and deeper.

The owner of this body, Qiao Chuchu, was the third daughter of Qiao Xuyang, the founding general of the dynasty, but because Qiao Chuchu's biological mother died of dystocia, Qiao Xuyang has always ignored this daughter.

Coupled with Qiao Chuchu's docile personality, she is a foolish lady known throughout the imperial city. Qiao Xuyang even ignored her, so much so that she was beaten to death by Lu's mother and daughter until now.

After listening to Chu Lichen's simple words, Qiao Mo's thoughts gradually returned to reality.

There was a sneer at the corner of her mouth, and Ke Shisheng's mother became a forgotten existence, and her gentle personality became a fool among the people.

Funny, really funny!
(End of this chapter)