Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 567 The face is so fat

Nan Yuan lamented the blow that the imperial brother had dealt to her reality, while silently sitting down beside the queen sister: "Queen sister, I really don't know how you can stand my emperor's brother's stinky temper."

Hearing this, Fu Xueyao raised her head and glanced at the handsome face of the emperor, there was a touch of natural blush on the paler and tenderer face.

Fu Xueyao said softly: "The emperor has always been gentle, but today he was offended by the ministers."

"You've always been gentle?" Nan Yuan couldn't help sighing at the thought of Brother Huang's rude behavior towards her, "Sure enough, beauty is in the eye of the beholder!"

Fu Xueyao chuckled, stretched out her hand and pinched Nan Yuan's nose: "If you're not like this, just blame me."

Nan Yuan suddenly sat up, touched her little face, and there seemed to be no change, then looked at Fu Xueyao carefully, then held Fu Xueyao's little hand, and looked at it carefully in front of her eyes.

This serious look made Fu Xueyao feel a little nervous, and Fu Xueyao asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

Nan Yuan didn't answer first, but took a serious look, and then launched a soul torture: "Sister Queen, have you gained weight?"

Fu Xueyao, who heard this sentence, imitated Nan Yuan's appearance, raised her little hand and put it in front of her eyes, and looked carefully. She didn't know if it was because she watched it every day, Fu Xueyao couldn't even tell that she was looking at her now. What is the difference between your fingers and your previous fingers?

Fu Xueyao turned her head and asked curiously, "Am I fat?"

Nan Yuan nodded: "Well, I'm fat."

It's just that she wears a lot of clothes in autumn and winter, and she didn't notice it for a while. Looking at it now, the queen sister has become much rounder during this time.

Fu Xueyao asked nervously: "Where is the fat? Where is the fat?"

Nan Yuan began to analyze directly from the most intuitive place: "The cheeks are fatter, and there is a slight double chin. Because of the roundness, your neck seems to have shortened a lot, sister queen."

Such a professional analysis made Fu Xueyao's small face instantly crumble into embarrassment. She knew that eating so much ginseng soup would do no good, and the only benefit would be gaining weight.

Nan Qi happened to push the two of them: "If you want to chat, go to the side."

Nan Yuan happily stood up from the stool, and was about to take the queen sister to the place where they played backgammon before, but the queen sister was like a maid who had been reprimanded. Hearing what the emperor said, she was afraid that he would be angry. Immediately pick up the ink stick and continue grinding the ink.

"The concubine can grind ink." Fu Xueyao said softly, while grinding the ink with another small hand, guessing in her heart: I don't know if the action of grinding ink is thin or not, if the face is so fat, it is so obvious Yes, the arms must be fatter.

Before grinding it for a while, Nan Qi took the ink stick in Fu Xueyao's hand. Nan Qi pushed Fu Xueyao's arm, and said softly: "Don't grind it, you can accompany Yuan'er for a while!"

"Your Majesty..." Fu Xueyao moved her lips and was about to say something, but Nan Qi gave her a glaring look: "Then you just want my imperial sister to be your guest, and you want to watch my one-day memorial in the imperial study. "

"I don't mean that as a concubine." Fu Xueyao shook her head, and looked at Nan Yuan worriedly. Before Fu Xueyao said anything, Nan Yuan came up directly, grabbed Fu Xueyao's hand, and asked her to go with her.

(End of this chapter)