Occupy the king's favorite: this concubine is very good

Chapter 42

Crown Prince Yan Minhuan?And the various princes of Southern Qi... Could it be that Yuan Qi's identity is the royal family of Southern Qi?Hearing what Nangong Chuchen said, Cheng Qing was shocked again...

It's no wonder that under the moonlight that night, he once said "my king."...

But, what exactly is Fu Zhuohua's identity used for?Just now in the palace, when Chu Yuan threatened her, he said that she seemed to have an affair with the princes and princes of various countries...

Isn't Fu Zhuohua a servant of the Southern Qi Palace?How could she be related to the princes and princes of various countries when her identity and freedom are so restricted...

Cheng Qing suddenly felt like a pot of paste in his head, and it was like a dense ball of thread, he kept cutting and couldn't sort it out, but he still didn't want to give up and continue to sort it out...

How can these knots be untied, and when can they rest?

Cheng Qing's expression became softer, and his voice was not as stiff as before: "Since Mr. Chuchen is from Southern Qi, he must know about Fu Zhuohua, right? Can you tell me about it..."

Nangong Chuchen was stunned again, a little dazed by Cheng Qing's 180-degree change in attitude, but he still answered questions and answers: "Fu Zhuohua is the most beautiful woman in Southern Qi..."

The most beautiful woman in Nanqi...that's another sentence.

"Fu Zhuohua, her life experience is very tortuous... At the age of 12, the whole family was implicated because of the dispute over the crown prince in Southern Qi, and was relegated to the palace as slaves. At the age of 17, because of her outstanding appearance, the crown prince and the seventh prince fought over her. The prince beat the seventh prince to death because of her... The emperor was very angry and ordered to poison her to death with poisoned wine. Everyone in Nanqi thought she was dead, until one day, Fu Zhuohua's tomb was stolen, and everyone found out , her tomb is actually empty. So, until now, the world still doesn't know whether Fu Zhuohua is dead or alive."

After Cheng listened, he couldn't help being surprised... No wonder there has been a saying since ancient times, how beautiful women are so unlucky.

Fu Zhuohua's life experience is so bumpy...Kong has a beautiful face, but it brings her such a big disaster!

Actually, there is another secret that Nangong Chuchen didn't say...

That is... Fu Zhuohua, who had a marriage contract, and the object of that marriage contract was himself Nangong Chuchen.

Mentioning Fu Zhuohua, Nangong Chuchen's calm heart suddenly rippled...

Looking up at the melting moonlight, he suddenly remembered that stunning and beautiful face... But, that face no longer belonged to him.

Cheng Qing's mood was disturbed more and more irritable... What she knew from Nangong Chuchen was better than she had never heard of it.As a result, after knowing those things, there are more and more question marks in his heart...

Immediately waved his hand, Cheng Qing smiled politely: "Today, I'm bothering Mr. Chuchen, it's getting late, you should stay in the mansion..."

Then, ignoring Nangong Chuchen's astonished gaze, Cheng Qing quickly turned around and left slowly...

Nangong Chuchen looked at Cheng Qing's body, staring at the gradually receding figure, he couldn't help being stunned...

I don't know why, but the unfamiliar figure suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity...

Her shadow...how could it be so like her?
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew... A chill hit his body, directly hitting his heart, and he couldn't help waking up...

How can you treat Princess Luo and Fu Zhuohua as one person?How does this Concubine Luo resemble her...

I couldn't help laughing at myself, picked up the medicine box, and walked slowly to the guest room in the palace...

Cheng Qing walked into the room in the main courtyard lightly, slowly opened the carved door, slowly walked into the bright red bed, and lay down...

Who knew, before she could lie still, a warm body suddenly pressed over her...

"Chu Luo, you bastard, what do you want..." Cheng Qing was so frightened that he couldn't help saying angrily...

"Where have you been?" In the darkness, I couldn't see Chu Luo's expressionless iceberg face, maybe it was her hallucination or Chu Luo was too seriously injured... After the voice came to the eardrum, It feels so soft and powerless, like a child who didn't get a piece of candy, wronged and helpless...

Cheng Qing couldn't help being stunned: "I didn't go anywhere, didn't I come back..."

As soon as the words came out, Cheng Qing felt that the conversation with Chu Luo just now was really weird... Her words, that perfunctory tone, seemed to be coaxing her son!
Um, is it because from Yuan Qi's mouth that Fu Zhuohua is older than Chu Luo, is it because of his motherhood?

Before Cheng Qing could think clearly, Chu Luo's powerful arms immediately stretched out and tightly bound her slender waist...

"You will never leave me... okay..." The person behind suddenly said such a sentence... In the dark night where you can't stretch your fingers, that sentence seems very unreal, as if it came from a dream. Come on...

Suddenly, the world was silent... Cheng Qing was stunned again, holding his breath, not daring to make a sound.

Chu Luo, is this talking in your sleep?Thinking about it, Cheng Qing straightened his body, not daring to move again.

It didn't take long before Cheng Qing dared to relax his body, leaned against Chu Luo's warm arms, and slowly fell asleep...

Chu Luo opened his eyes, looked at the small body in his arms, and there was a touch of pain in his radiant eyes...

He was just testing her on purpose just now... However, he didn't get the slightest response from her.

During the day, under such pure sunshine, he didn't have the courage to say these words to her, only in the dark night, he dared to express his heart to her...

Qing'er, it's you, it's you who made me humble. In this world, only you can make me humble... But, I am willing to become humble for you.

These years, he has always been searching and searching in this world alone, alone.This feeling of loneliness is really enough.Ever since he had her, he felt that this world was so rich and beautiful.

He silently embraced Cheng Qing in his arms, and gently wrapped the brocade quilt on her body...

She is not Yuan Yuanyuan, the lady from the Prime Minister's Mansion. He knew it as early as that time in Linyuan Building... She is not Fu Zhuohua, and he has noticed it in every word and deed in daily life.

Fu Zhuohua was born in an official family since he was a child. He came from a good background and has a gentle and reserved personality. How could he be as straightforward as her, who would shout when he was happy, and scold when he was unhappy... He could hit with a raise of his hand, and he could scold with his mouth.

Sometimes, he really wanted to force her to reveal her identity, but he was afraid that if her identity was exposed, she would leave him angrily.

(End of this chapter)