Princess, the lord has come to beg for marriage again!

Chapter 985 Which is more beautiful, the king or the scholar?
Chapter 985 Which is more beautiful, the king or the scholar?
Wu Kan backed out without a sound, and with a flash, he found Xie Kun who was hiding in the dark, and shook his arm frantically.

"Brother Xie, how did Lao Jia offend his master? Do you know?

If I dare to nail Lao Jia, I'm afraid he will beat me to death afterwards. Even if I die, I will die to understand. "

Jia Li was free to write some scripts, which made Dugu Xuejiao so addicted to it that she even forgot her date with her master.

Isn't that a big enough crime?

Xie Kun remained expressionless, raised his hand and threw him out.

Wu Kan left crying, still muttering.

Fuck the brotherhood, the most important thing is to save your life, Lao Jia, your condolences will change.

Yan Wu climbed over the wall again, whistled, saw the meteor running out, and leaned over with a smile.

But before he could speak, a long leg kicked over, sweeping straight to the lower half of his body.

Yan Wu was shocked, if he was kicked, the rest of his life would be over.

He hid quickly, twisted his body, and hugged the fiery little beauty from behind.

"Xing'er, I was wrong."

After finishing speaking, he stuffed the note to her, and leaned over to kiss her shamelessly.

After stealing the incense, his figure flashed sharply, and he ran faster than before, leaving afterimages.

Meteor gritted his teeth angrily, wishing he could kill him, turned around and entered the house.

Dugu Xuejiao took the paper and glanced at it for a few seconds. Originally, she couldn't help but laugh out loud when she saw the words on it.

Which is more beautiful, the king or the scholar?
Dugu Xuejiao smiled slightly, and wrote a few words on the back.

Just as he was about to send the meteor back, he called to her again and took the note.

"Forget it, I'll go to the next door, and you will watch in the courtyard."

Meteor nodded and sent her out the door.

Dugu Xuejiao couldn't help but wanted to see that person's expression quickly, she didn't even leave the secret door, and jumped over the wall directly.

After a few ups and downs, they have reached the door of Jun Qingchen's study.

Seeing her figure, Yan Wu left very knowingly and interestingly.

When Jun Qingchen heard the footsteps, he thought Yan Wu was back, so he didn't even raise his head.

"How's it going……"

Before the words fell, he suddenly noticed that the footsteps were wrong, and suddenly raised his head.

"Qingqing!"

Jun Qingchen's pen was suspended for a long time, and a drop of ink fell into the rice paper, silently blurring a large area of ​​ink.

Dugu Xuejiao ran over in two or three steps, handed the note to him, and looked at him across the table.

"Hey, reply."

Jun Qingchen gave her a meaningful look, but couldn't hide the love in his eyes.

He put the brush on the pen stand, quickly opened the paper, and the delicate lowercase letters with hairpin flowers came into view.

You are so beautiful, how can a scholar be as good as you.

Dugu Xuejiao saw his reddish ear tips, leaned forward, straddled half of the table, held his face with both hands, and looked very seriously.

"Brother Qingchen, is this answer satisfactory?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Jun Qingchen to move, he moved his head forward and kissed that pretty lips.

"Not only beautiful, but also sweet."

Jun Qingchen saw her licking her lips and savoring the appearance of a little fox, her heart itched unbearably, and with force, she pulled her wrist around the table and pulled her into her arms, hugged her on her lap, and kissed her down.

Dugu Xuejiao was a little dizzy, she only felt that the clouds and mist were entwined, his kiss was soft and pitiful, and she couldn't help closing her eyes.

As soon as the kiss was over, Dugu Xuejiao's eyes were rouge and red, as if the branches were dyed the color of peach blossoms, she didn't dare to look at him directly.

It's too scary to be seduced by beauty.

She blushed, turned her head to look at the newspaper on the desktop, and quickly found a topic.

"Brother Qingchen, Duanyang Festival is coming soon, I made you a new sachet."

While speaking, he took out a beaded sachet from his sleeve, and a faint scent of styrax lingered around his nose.

Jun Qingchen hugged her from behind, resting her pretty chin on her shoulder, with his hands wrapped around the front, fiddled with the beads on the sachet with his fingertips.

"Did Qingqing make it for me?"

"Well, that's natural."

"Is it just me?"

"..."

"Only mine are you made by yourself?"

"..."

I'm afraid the air will suddenly be quiet.

Even if Dugu Xuejiao didn't turn her head to look, she knew that this man was angry again. The title of King of Vinegar is really well-deserved.

She turned around, wrapped her hands around his neck, and kissed the mole at the corner of his eye with her red lips, her voice was soft, as if she was coaxing a child.

"Although I also made sachets for my family with my own hands, your name is embroidered with peacock feathers on your sachet. This sachet is unique."

Jun Qingchen squinted his eyes, his face was still tense, but his fingertips couldn't help rubbing back and forth on the word "Hongqi".

Seeing that he didn't speak, Dugu Xuejiao thought about how difficult it was to coax him this time, and rubbed her arms around his neck again.

"Brother Qingchen, on the day of Duanyang Festival, let's go to see the lanterns at night."

During this period of time, both of them were very busy, and Ben hadn't seen each other for several days.

In the end, because she was obsessed with the storybook, she completely forgot about it and left him alone all night.

His heart was already pounding, but now because the gift he gave was not unique, it made him sullen.

He didn't even respond to the date he proposed on his own initiative, so he was really angry.

Dugu Xuejiao sighed helplessly in her heart, she had no choice but to use the last move.

She leaned close to him again, and bit the earlobe. The soft sound was like warm wind blowing into his ear.

"Brother Qingchen, I still have a gift for you, you have to be on the bed to see it, no one else has it."

in bed?

Jun Qingchen tried his best to appear indifferent on the face, but there was a slight wave in his heart.

He hugged the delicate girl on his lap, stood up straight, and walked towards Tangchi.

The hot springs linger, and the white mist is misty.

Can vaguely hear the sound coming from inside.

"How is it? Does it look good? I picked the fabric by myself, and I embroidered the peacock on it stitch by stitch."

"Well, it's beautiful."

"Then are you still angry?"

"I've never been angry with Qing Qing."

"Then why did you ignore me before?"

"Maybe I want you to coax me."

"Brother Qingchen, you are so cunning."

"Well, do you like it then?"

"...I like...ah, don't make trouble, let me go..."

"Can't let go..."

The fine kudzu is soft in the wind, and the fragrance is light and the snow is light. It is the annual Duanyang Festival.

According to the usual practice in previous years, on the day of Duanyang Festival, the queen mother in the palace will meet with the foreign wives who come to the palace for an audience, and the emperor must give the courtiers to eat rice dumplings outside the Zhengyang Gate.

However, the little emperor is young and has not yet ruled in person, so he needs to be accompanied by the regent.

Jun Qingchen entered the palace early in the morning, and stayed with the little emperor the whole time, watching the play of the military officials and willows in the forbidden room, and the common people rowing dragon boats outside the palace.

He was wearing a four-clawed Kuilong scarlet prince uniform. Even though he was exuding a cold air all over his body, it was hard to hide the aloofness in his bones, and people couldn't help but take a peek at him.

He sat carelessly, without raising his eyelids, and he could tell he was absent-minded.

Jun Qingchen was thinking about the evening lantern viewing appointment with Dugu Xuejiao, and he didn't even want to stay here.

Who wants to see these duplicitous courtiers flattering and flattering the little emperor.

Occasionally, his eyes would stay on Xu Yi'an for a moment, and the corners of his mouth would twitch coldly, before retracting without a trace.

Here Jun Qingchen accompanied the emperor to give rice dumplings to the courtiers, and the queen mother in the palace was also receiving the audience of the wives.

Shen Qingwan was wearing the heavy court dress of the empress dowager, and sat upright at the head, sweeping the women in the palace without any trace of her gaze.

Not seeing Dugu Xuejiao, I felt a little unhappy, and my face was also ugly, with a cold face all the time.

Ever since she had a big scandal at Concubine Qian's birthday banquet last time, she has been brooding over it.

After thinking about it carefully, she always felt that Dugu Xuejiao had disturbed her good affairs, but there was no evidence, so she held back for a long time.

Although she was frightened by someone, but she was lucky. Not only did she not die, she didn't even suffer any minor injuries, which made her feel even more uncomfortable.

Shen Qingwan caressed the bright red Dan Kou lightly with one hand, and asked casually.

"Why don't you see Concubine Shen? Are you feeling unwell?"

The concubines in the palace were considered to be her elders, so on such a big occasion, it was natural to show her consideration as the empress dowager.

Concubine Qian hated her pretending to be innocent the most, she mocked in her heart, and replied boredly.

"When I came here, I happened to meet Huiyi. She said that Concubine Shen was caught in the cold and would not be able to come today. Let me help."

Shen Qingwan didn't mean it when she asked such a question, and she didn't feel anything when she got this answer, but she pretended to be very nervous, and hurriedly asked the mother beside her to send some supplements.

Seeing her like this, the foreign life woman praised her again from heaven to earth.

Jun Zitong originally wanted to come over in person, but just happened to meet Concubine Qian, who was very considerate and said to help with the conversation, and only asked her to take good care of the concubine mother.

She stood in front of Concubine Shen's door for a long time, sighed faintly, turned and walked out.

Concubine Shen didn't suffer from the cold, she suffered from a heart disease, if she couldn't think about it, there was no cure.

A few days ago, the Duanyang Festival was approaching, so Concubine Shen took the opportunity to go back to Duke Wen's mansion, and happened to run into Mrs. Shen.

The two sisters hadn't seen each other for many years, but when they saw each other this time, it was heaven and earth.

When Mrs. Shen's family came to Liangjing, Concubine Shen never went back to Duke Wen's mansion, she always put on the airs of a concubine.

As long as she doesn't meet for a day, she can convince herself.

I have a noble status and live a better life than that person.

But in the end they still met, and had to face the cruel reality.

The younger sister who was trampled on and ridiculed by him back then, now looks round and happy, and at first glance, she is someone who is cared for and loved, and she is extremely happy.

The two are obviously about the same age, but my younger sister looks extremely young. Some people believe that she is ten years younger than herself.

Even though my younger sister didn't show any hint of sarcasm, nor did she show off how happy she was, but Concubine Shen felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart.

She couldn't pass the test in her heart, depressed, and fell ill.

Jun Zitong originally thought that she had been out of the palace and drank the cold wind, so she hurried to come to see her, and just happened to meet the imperial physician, so she didn't understand anything when she asked this question.

Stuck in the heart, no medicine can cure it, and heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine.

"Princess, today is the Dragon Boat Festival, there is a lantern show on the street, do you want to sneak out and have a look?"

Chunhua saw that she was depressed recently, and wanted her to go out to relax, a rare day like this.

Qiu Yu also nodded in agreement.

"Yes, princess, I heard that there is Aoshan Mountain built with lanterns, which is very beautiful, but it's a pity that I have never seen it with my own eyes."

Jun Zitong knew what the two of them were thinking, and saw that their faces were full of anticipation, so she nodded and agreed.

The three masters and servants went back to the courtyard, Jun Zitong was going out, he must bring the imperial concubine with him, it was rare to go out for a breather.

She was not happy in the palace at all, and she was not happy when she wanted to come to the imperial concubine.

"Princess, it's fine to take the imperial concubine with you, why do you want to bring Xiao Hei with you?"

Qiu Yu looked at the lump in her arms and frowned beautifully.

This guy is also a bit too heavy, holding it like this will make your arms sore.

Why does the princess like this black wild cat so much?It's fine to develop a fat ball, but you have to take it with you when you rarely go out.

Jun Zitong just glanced lightly and didn't speak.

For some reason, he left Yichun Palace and took a long detour on purpose.

Qiu Yu sensed that the route was wrong, with a question mark on his face, hesitant to speak.

Chunhua tugged at her sleeve without any trace, and shook his head at her, meaning to keep her from talking too much.

The three masters and servants had their own thoughts, walked quietly up and down the palace, left the harem, and soon arrived at the vestibule.

Seeing that he was about to pass the gate of the Imperial Academy, there was a sudden exclamation from inside.

"your Highness!"

Jun Zitong paused, then turned to see the people who were rushing towards him, surprise flashed in his eyes, but there was no trace on his face.

Bai Mosheng was originally in a low mood, and spent the whole day in the Imperial Academy, counting the days on his fingers after finishing his work.

He has not seen his sister for almost a month and a half.

Everyone else in the Imperial Academy left early, especially the young colleague who had a sweetheart. Before leaving, he deliberately showed off in front of him, saying that he would accompany his sweetheart to watch the lantern at night.

Bai Mosheng's heart was so sore that he didn't go back home at all, and sat at the gate of the Imperial Academy with his hands on his chin, looking like a husband's stone, rolling himself into a sour lemon.

But he never dreamed that he would see Jun Zitong at this time!

(End of this chapter)