My queen is still pure

Chapter 42

Yan Wushang ate very little. He seemed to be very interested in the bowl of jujube porridge in front of him, savoring it bit by bit. Qiao Jieyu watched it quietly for a long time. Finally, he picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus porridge and carefully placed it on Yan Wushang's mouth. Put it in Shang's bowl, "Your Majesty, this sweet-scented osmanthus crisp melts in your mouth, it is very sweet, and my concubines love it very much. Your Majesty, please eat a piece too."

She didn't meet the emperor many times, except for the time when she was choosing a concubine, and when she and Yan Youyou were admiring flowers in the imperial garden, she saw him. No light was given to her.

This time, it can be said to be a positive relationship, how could she let go of such a good opportunity.

She raised her head deliberately, she wanted the emperor to see her face and appreciate her beauty.

Yan Youyou couldn't help raising her head, looking at the interaction in front of her, thinking, it's good to be the emperor, even having a meal, someone will feed this or that, how pleasant it is.

Yan Wushang raised his eyes, his rose-colored lips became even redder, his eyes were like cold stars, he watched her coldly put down the sweet-scented osmanthus cake into his bowl little by little, Qiao Jieyu saw that he hadn't Refused, his eyes lit up, his pink lips curled up nicely, and he felt a little joy in his heart, it seemed... that he still had a chance.

But just when everything was about to go on so smoothly, when the osmanthus cake was about to fall into his bowl, Yan Wushang's hand that had been holding the bowl tightened slightly, his knuckles turned white, He suddenly made a movement that no one expected.

Shocked to the three women...

He moved the bowl aside suddenly, so fast, in the blink of an eye, that Qiao Jieyu had let go of her hand, and the sweet-scented osmanthus cake fell onto the table without any chance of recovery. That faint sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance.

"Your Majesty..." Qiao Jieyu was so shocked that her whole body was stiff, and the hand holding the chopsticks was still hanging in mid-air in embarrassment, very abruptly, the next moment, crystal tears flickered in her eyes, and she looked at her face with aggrieved confusion. Yan Wushang still had no ups and downs.

The pitiful voice evoked a hint of pity, she probably never expected that Yan Wushang would push the bowl aside at such a critical moment, making her so embarrassed.

Yan Youyou sighed secretly in her heart, this Qiao Jieyu had touched Yan Wushang's taboo, he never wanted anyone to serve him vegetables, at that time he felt disgusted when there were slaves serving him vegetables, and then dismissed them.

Let’s say he has a cleanliness addiction, but he often pestered himself to bring him food when the two of them ate alone. I still remember that at that time, she was also very ungrateful and impatient. Just call them in again and bring you some food."

She hasn't eaten well yet, so how can she have time to torment him.

But he shook his head, with a firm attitude, "I don't want it, I just want the food you brought me, Yoyo, why are you so unwilling? Forget it, I won't eat..."

He just put down the bowl and chopsticks without doing anything else, just like Qiao Jieyu now, looking at her pitifully, like an unwanted puppy, as if she had abused him.

In the end, she had no choice but to put down the bowl and chopsticks, picked up the clean chopsticks at the side, and was about to pick up some food for him, but he stared at her, his expression became even worse, Yan Youyou was startled with the hand holding the chopsticks, puzzled Said: "What's the matter? Didn't I bring you food?"

"Yuyou, you dislike me, don't you? So you don't use your own chopsticks, you have to use other chopsticks..." His eyes as deep as a black pool shone with hundreds of kinds of glass-like brilliance, and his thin lips pursed lightly, just looking at her like this hand.

Yan Youyou really wanted to shout, she was obviously afraid that he would dislike her saliva, okay?But looking at his appearance, it seemed that she had done something wrong again, so she put down the chopsticks in her hand, picked up her own chopsticks, put them in her mouth, and gave him another The dishes with the chopsticks were placed in his bowl.

This cute little gesture was caught in Yan Wushang's eyes, the corners of his lips curled into a gentle arc, and he looked contentedly at the dish she picked for himself in the bowl.

Withdrawing her thoughts, Qiao Jieyu in front of her still looked sad and sad, but Yan Wushang did not feel any sympathy for her, so she glanced at her coldly and parted her thin lips lightly, "Don't spoil this bowl of jujube porridge .”

The cold words spit out from the thin lips without mercy, and echoed in the room, especially clear and loud.

How could they not understand this, meaning that he didn't want the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to ruin the bowl of jujube porridge, Yan Wushang couldn't help wondering, does he like jujube porridge so much?Why didn't I know before, it seems that he is not interested in anything to eat, but today it is a bit strange.

She would not know, just because when he came in, what she said as Chu Xia was an insignificant exhortation, but in Yan Wushang's heart, it was more precious than anything else.

His Yoyo is caring about him, even planning breakfast for him so carefully, the deepest softness in his heart was touched, warmed and touched by her words.

He likes this feeling, likes Yoyo to worry about him, likes Yoyo to think about him all the time, his love for her seems to be transferred to this bowl of jujube porridge she specially ordered, and after eating it mouthful, the sweetness melts from the tip of his tongue, It seemed to be sweet in my heart.

"Your Majesty, it's my concubine's fault. This concubine...resigns..." Qiao Jieyu sobbed softly, her petite body trembling non-stop, and she couldn't even speak intermittently.

She never expected that Yan Wushang would embarrass her one after another. Although she had never been favored by him like other concubines, it was the first time she was so embarrassed and embarrassing in front of others. The person in the situation is also the person she longs for every day, which makes her feel so embarrassed, if there is a crack in the ground, she will definitely go straight into it.

Covering her cheeks, Qiao Jieyu ran out crying bitterly. Now she just wanted to get out of this suffocating place quickly and stop being ashamed.

Qiao Jieyu's departure didn't seem to have affected Yan Wushang in any way, he was still eating the jujube porridge in front of him gracefully, his every move was naturally noble, as if all these situations had nothing to do with him.

(End of this chapter)