Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

Hearing the name suddenly, it seemed that someone had knocked my head with a hammer, and Pei Yuanzhang seemed a little caught off guard and looked up at him: "You said Jin Qiao?"

Yang Yunhui nodded, but there was a rare and solemn expression on his face.

"I've always been in the military, and I haven't taken care of my family, but she has dealt with those people a lot in the past few years. If she is there, I should be able to guess where these people have hidden their food."

"..." Pei Yuanzhang didn't speak.

Yang Yunhui's words made some sense.

The same kind of people have the same kind of thinking. Businessmen are profitable and cunning and suspicious. Only Jin Qiao, who is also a businessman, can understand their ideas and understand their secrets. But it is useless to say these now. Jin Qiao is smart. News It can't pass, time is too late.

Pei Yuanzhang glanced at him and said nothing. After a while, he said lightly, "Okay, you've been busy for a day. Go and rest."

"Yes." After Yang Yunhui leaned down and worshiped him, he turned and walked out, but when he turned around, he seemed to look at me inadvertently, and there was a playful smile in that eye.

I still stood by Pei Yuanzhang, silent.

As soon as he left, the room was quiet, and Pei Yuanzhang sat there silently drinking tea and snacks.

I don't know why, although both of them were angry when they talked about it, they didn't seem to be in a hurry. But if they can't get any more grain storage tomorrow, the victims will be out of control.

I was still thinking that Pei Yuanzhang had put the tea cup on the table and looked up at me.

His eyes shone brightly by the candlelight.

Once two people get along alone, the ambiguous breath surges again, not my delusion. As long as I am too close to him, the breath of pink temptation will be emitted from everywhere in his body. Come out, let's get along better each time.

But what will happen to me like this, and who will I be?

Every night in his arms, I feel the warmth that surrounds my chest, listening to his heartbeat, breathing his breath, the feeling really makes people addicted, but after he is really addicted, if he is not, What do I rely on to fall asleep and to keep myself warm?

I was still thinking about it, and suddenly there was a dazzling figure in front of me. Pei Yuanzhang had stood up and walked in front of me.

He looked down at me, his forehead almost touching my forehead, and the two people's breath tangled unconsciously, listening only to his deep voice in his ear, "What are you thinking?"

I looked up at him, and before answering, he had stretched his hands around my waist, wrapped it gently, and I was embraced by him.

The hot breath blew my eyelashes, and the hot lips pressed down ...

"His Royal Highness."

The moment his lips were about to touch my lips, I suddenly said, "There is a way for slaves, maybe they can help you."

"..." His eyes, which were almost closed, opened at once, and looked at me in amazement.

I looked up, facing his eyes, he was silent, and distanced them: "What did you say?"

"Slave, maybe I can help you."

He raised his eyebrows, and his hot hand let go of me, sitting back at the table: "What can you do? Can you guess where they have stored their grain?"

"No."

"Then what do you do?"

"Slave, intend to let them take out the grains themselves."

He looked at me with a burning gaze, with a faint smile in his eyes: "What can I do?"