The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Ling Xiaoqi's heart was cold. She knew that he didn't have a good heart. She frowned and replied, "king, you can't blame me. It's the empress who told me not to let me go out of the room. As a servant, I can't disobey my orders, can I?" She put the blame on the queen to see how he could pick her fault.

Sure enough, shangguanrui's face sank and said nothing more.

Ling Xiaoqi was not sure what he was thinking for a while, so she went to see him carefully. As a result, he happened to see him too. Her eyes were opposite, and her small face turned red.

"What's the matter with you? My face is so red all of a sudden. Isn't it uncomfortable? " Then he reached out his big hand and touched her forehead.

Ling Xiaoqi quickly dodged him, retreated to the corner of the bed, muttered: "my subordinates are OK, don't worry about the king."

Shangguanrui looked at her actions and couldn't help frowning: "are you afraid of me?"

Ling Xiaoqi said in her heart, of course I'm afraid. I'm afraid to death, especially if you let me wipe my back. You'd better do well and cancel the order, or she will worry about it all day long.

On the face of her but disorderly prevaricate: "subordinates are not afraid of the king, but feel that men and women give and receive incompatibility, the king suddenly broke into his room, unreasonable."

Shangguanrui is frozen there, and the abuse on his face disappears in an instant. Yes, she's right. How can he break into a woman's room as a tartar king? It's just the style of an apprentice.

Thinking of this, he nodded with a cold face: "what you said is right. It's really the rudeness of Wang." With that, he turned and walked away quickly.

Ling Xiaoqi looked at his back, don't know why, eyes suddenly red, to drive him away, she should be happy, right? But why is there some pain in my heart? It was like being stabbed by a needle.

She sucked her nose hard, let the tears fall into the brocade quilt, and did not raise her hand to wipe it. She thought, in the future, the tartar king will never talk to her again, will she?

Shangguanrui is very upset. He doesn't understand why when he sees Ling Xiaoqi, his mood is out of control. In the past, he only cared about song Qingqing and Xuanyuan Yinger, but what's the matter with Ling Xiaoqi?

"Shangguanrui?" Song Qingqing's voice suddenly rang out behind him, let him temporarily press down those messy thoughts, turn his head and gently coagulate her: "what's the matter?"

Song Qingqing looked at his face. Even if he tried to cover it up, he could still see something was wrong.

Instead of answering his question, she looked in his direction and asked, "where did you just go?"

Shangguanrui replied honestly, or he didn't want to hide anything from Song Qingqing, so he said: "go to see Ling Xiaoqi."

Song Qingqing thinks it is necessary to help him understand his feelings for Ling Xiaoqi, because she remembers clearly how nervous the tartar king was when Ling Xiaoqi was ill, which she had never seen before.

She said with a smile: "let's talk about it?"

Shangguanrui doesn't understand: "what do you want to talk about?"

"Ling Xiaoqi?" Song Qingqing observed his face as he spat out three words.

Sure enough, when he heard these three words, there was something hidden in his eyes, which was replaced by a contemptuous gesture: "what's she to talk about?"

Song Qingqing chuckled. The meaningful smile made the tartar King feel guilty. He raised his eyes and looked at her. He didn't know what to say, so he pretended to be angry: "Song Qingqing, it's fun to tease me like this, isn't it?"

Who wants him to act? Someone can act better than him. She suddenly shows a small look of grievance and pity: "shangguanrui, you dare to attack me. Who gave you the courage?"

Shangguanrui instantly admits to counseling. Yes, he knows how servile his body is. He can't see song Qingqing's appearance. Even if he wants to leave angrily, he can't move any more when he sees her expression.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to!" He was very spineless to apologize to her, and he couldn't help thinking that he must owe her in his last life, otherwise, how could he follow her shamelessly in this life and let her do the job?

Song Qingqing said with a straight face: "I haven't said anything about you. You just treat me like this. If I really say something, don't you just chop me with a sword?"

Shangguanrui shook his head: "that can't, that can't, I won't cut you even if I cut myself with a sword, you can rest assured."

Song Qingqing's face softened a little, and he rolled his eyelids: "I don't dare you."

"Yes Shangguanrui answered in a hurry. He just hoped that the aunt would calm down and stop tormenting him. He was really afraid.

Song Qingqing took a few steps forward. In front of him was the lotus pond after late autumn. The lotus had already fallen. Instead, it was covered with strong lotus pods. One by one, it fell on the branches. As soon as the autumn wind blew, it folded and swayed back and forth, as if it was greeting them.

"It's late autumn again!" She couldn't help sighing.

Shangguanrui also walked forward a few steps, narrow eyes fell in front of this piece of lotus pond, still remember, how many days and nights, he wandered in this lotus pond, always asked himself, so with her regret? Heart has always been an answer to tell him firmly, do not regret, even with her for a lifetime, he will never regret.

He has always believed that when love a person deep to the bone, in the end is no longer have, but together, this life as long as can keep to her side, he is also happy.

Song Qingqing didn't understand what he was thinking, she just said: "Ling Xiaoqi, let you have a special feeling?"

After listening to her question, shangguanrui almost fell into the lotus pond without shock. He looked at her in amazement: "what? Why Ling Xiaoqi? "

Song could not help laughing: "can't she? You may not understand what it is, but when she was ill that day, you can't cheat people by taking care of her

Shangguan Ruixin is a little flustered. Is he really so obvious? But he knew that he didn't like it at all. If he really felt anything about Ling Xiaoqi, it could be replaced by four words: love each other but not love each other. She loved xuanyuansheng, but he loved song Qingqing.

He shook his head again and again. You think too much. I don't have any special feelings for her. "