Concubine to conquer the world

Chapter 236 It's Frightening For No Reason
The corners of Zhang Zheshi's lips twitched fiercely, and the vicious look in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

She praised her beauty, he can accept it.

After all, she is indeed so beautiful, this is an indisputable fact.

But if she said that the wine he prepared was bad, it would make him very uncomfortable.

This wine is Zhuyeqing that he has aged for many years, and he is usually not willing to drink it out.

If he didn't plan for big things today, how could he be willing to dig it out from the cellar to drink for this dying man?

But after thinking about it, it is worthwhile to do something that can be done without a few jars of wine.

Thinking of it this way, he felt a little more comfortable in his heart.

So, with a smile on his face, he raised his wine glass and looked at Xia Jianzhao.

"I have long heard that the princess looks like a man of heaven, but seeing her today, she really lives up to her reputation. Not only is the princess beautiful, she is also very kind-hearted."

After the words fell, Xia Jianzhao seemed to be helpful and nodded.

However, there was a gleam of coldness in his eyes.

If I hadn't learned about my reputation in Lingnan in advance, I would have really believed his words.

She picked up the wine glass and approached Zhang Zheshi: "Everyone knows something, why should Mr. Zhang say it again, it's too high-profile."

While speaking, his eyes glanced at Qing'er unconsciously, and the corners of his raised lips overflowed with bloodthirsty killing intent.

When the wine glass was about to touch Zhang Zheshi's cup, a big hand gripped his wrist tightly.

The young man snatched the cup from her hand, and looked at Zhang Zheshi coldly, with boundless desolation in his deep eyes.

"My lord's concubine, she is naturally beautiful and kind-hearted."

When is it your turn to boast?Although this sentence was held back, the eyes full of hints were clearly telling him,

Grandpa never praised her so much!

Zhang Zheshi raised the cup awkwardly, and tremblingly touched the cup in the young man's hand: "Your Majesty is right."

Xia Jianzhao turned his head and looked at Nan Xun, only to see that his perfect profile was covered with a layer of frost, which made people intimidated for no reason, and a strong sullen anger that had never erupted permeated his whole body without words.

She blinked in amazement for a moment.

Why are you angry for no reason?

Just now I hinted that I would bear it, but now I can't help it
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A woman playing the piano on her forehead was watching the people on the table subtly, with complex emotions mixed in her eyes.

The sound of the piano echoed throughout the hall, mixed with the aroma of wine and vegetables, adding a bit of graceful artistic conception.

Liu looked at Xia Jianzhao, and said tentatively, "Wangfei's skin is as white and tender as snow. I don't know how to maintain it on weekdays?"

Xia Jianzhao, who was stuffing a lump of braised pork into his mouth, was taken aback.

She swallowed the braised pork whole, and waved her hands with a serious face: "Maintenance? It doesn't exist. This princess is born beautiful and doesn't need maintenance."

Nan Xun didn't have any emotion on his face at this time, but in his heart he couldn't bear to look directly at the self-absorbed woman beside him.

She is the most narcissistic person he has ever seen, bar none
Rubbing the center of his brows with his hands, he raised his glass and drank it down.

Liu smiled with embarrassment on her face: "Look at this clumsy mouth of my concubine, the concubine's appearance is alluring, there is no such thing as maintenance, I will toast the concubine with a glass."

While talking, he filled Xia Jianzhao's cup with wine.

"Drinking requires a lot of people to have an atmosphere." Xia Jianzhao's eyes suddenly fell on the woman behind the guqin, and she picked up the wine glass and stood up gracefully.

As she left the table, the sound of the piano obviously paused for a moment, but soon, it was covered up by the surging rhythm.
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(End of this chapter)