The demon concubine is about to flee: Your Majesty, it is difficult to serve

Chapter 636 The Stool Is So Heavy, What Do You Do If Your Hands Are Tired?

Fu Qingran followed Chu Xi directly back to King Jing's Mansion.

After two months of absence, the palace did not appear to be depressed. The soldiers stood up straight and guarded the palace. At this time, when they saw Chu Xi and Fu Qingran getting off the carriage, they all saluted them respectfully.

"Little ones pay respects to the princess, Miss Shifu."

Still a familiar face.

However, Chu Xi couldn't pronounce her name.

Even though the master and mistress of the palace were not there, the butler still managed the palace in an orderly manner, and the yard was replaced with flowers and trees of Yingchun, which looked vigorous and full of vitality.

"Princess, why didn't the prince come back with you?"

"Oh, he has gone to the palace, he should be back soon."

This.

Why does the relationship seem to be even worse?

It's been two months, the prince still can't make the princess change her mind?

But the housekeeper didn't say much, just ordered his servants to take over the burden from Xing Mo's hand, and smiled with a face full of vicissitudes, "Today's lunch is still according to the taste of the princess in the past, and I don't know if the princess eats it. can get used to.

If tastes change"

"Everything is as usual." Chu Xi sighed, looking at the rich and noble mansion in front of her, which was still the same as before. It was spotless everywhere, and the maidservants around her were all familiar faces. "My taste hasn't changed."

"Yes."

With Chu Xi's consent, the butler went down to do it.

Chu Xi supported Fu Qingran to Liushang Pavilion.

It hasn't been lived in for a long time, but it still maintains a brand new appearance.

Fu Qingran slowly sat on the carved wooden chair like a penguin. When she was in the mansion, her whole family seemed to be looking at a piece of valuable porcelain.

I was afraid that she would fall and get sprained, but now that Chu Xi was here, her ears could finally be quieter.

The two had just chatted for a while, when Fu Qingran's maid, Piaoxu, knocked on the door with a heavy face and came in. She was shocked and said, "Miss—Gu Shizi...he maimed the son of Marquis Dingyuan."

"If you hit the disabled, you will hit the disabled. What do you have to do with Miss Ben?"

Fu Qingran felt that Piaoxu's words were unnecessary.

Piaoxu watched her young lady let herself go, looking heartless, and didn't know whether to say it or not.

After all, Gu Shizi beat him half to death for his own lady, oh, and those individuals also scolded Princess Jing by the way.

Chu Xi smiled, "Piaoxu, that guy is already dead in your lady's heart, it's bad luck to keep mentioning a dead person."

"Princess, Miss, this servant also knows that it is bad luck to mention Gu Shizi, but—but, Princess Gu asked Miss to go because"

When mentioning Princess Gu, the smile on Fu Qingran's face instantly dissipated, and she said coldly, "She told me to go, so I'm going?"

bang.

Chu Xi had already stood up, picked up the well-placed stool, and was about to rush out. Fu Qingran only saw her swift figure and called out, "Chu Xi! Chu Xi, you go where."

"Beat."

The voice just fell.

The woman who rushed out had been forced back by the tall man.

Rong Jingshen snatched the stool held by the woman, his face was indescribably gloomy.

Chu Xi's hands were hanging on the side, her voice was trembling, and she said, "I'll borrow a stool for a while, and I'll definitely return it after beating someone."

Who knows.

In the next second, the man's hand was already grasped, and Chu Xi looked at him in a daze. His complexion was not very good-looking, as if he wanted to hit her.

However, the man pressed her hand and said, "The stool is so heavy, what if your hands are tired?"

His words were as gentle as water.

　There is one more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)