This princess is inappropriate

Chapter 270 The villain wins
His eyes slowly moved from her sleeping face to the table, looking at the letter she wrote, with a trace of incomprehensible astonishment flashing across his eyes.

The densely packed Chinese and Romanian characters describe the current situation of Beigong ascending to the sky and tigers falling to Pingyang, asking for support from the Chinese and Romanian forces. The words are rigorous yet sincere and logical, unlike her usual carefree style.

When Chu Jiaoli was studying in the Imperial College, she also showed him many of her compositions.

This way of writing is very similar to Chu Jiaoli's original style.

He gently took away the writing brush she was holding, and wanted to hug her to the bed, his subtle movements woke up Chu Jiaoli, who was originally in a light sleep.

She frowned slightly, opened her eyes, looked at Beigong Tengxiao, was slightly taken aback, looked back at the letter on the table, raised her hand and rubbed the center of her brows, not knowing when she fell asleep.

She tidied up the papers on the table and said, "My lord, it's late at night, what else do you want?"

Beigong Tengxiao was slightly taken aback, he frowned lightly, and said, "What do you call me the king?"

Chu Jiaoli raised her eyebrows slightly, and said, "My lord?"

Beigong Tengxiao leaned down, lifted her chin with his hand, looked into her clear eyes with a complicated expression, and said, "You always call me by my name, why did you change your name?"

Chu Jiaoli seemed a little puzzled by this question. With the frequent occurrence of imaginings, she seemed to be gradually unwilling to be as happy as usual. It wasn't that her mood became worse, but that her mind became calm from the inside out. After coming down, as Linglong Bairi said, she became more elegant.

She didn't know the reason for the drastic change in temperament. Facing Beigong Tengxiao, she had unthinking trust. She looked at him frankly and said, "I just suddenly felt that I should call you like this."

Hearing this familiar tone, Beigong Tengxiao's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that her memory is slowly recovering?
He narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and said, "You have changed."

Looking at his enthusiastic eyes, a trace of astonishment flashed across Chu Jiaoli's eyes, she showed a faint smile, and said, "The prince came here late at night, shouldn't it be because of this?"

Beigong Tengxiao turned his face away indifferently, and said seriously: "Why did you keep Xu Qingqian in your bedroom?"

Hearing this, Chu Jiaoli's expression also became serious, she looked at Beigong Tengxiao, and said: "Her father Xu Zhixian may be able to achieve great things and be useful to you, that's why you brought her into the mansion, right?" ?”

Beigong Tengxiao was stunned, Chu Jiaoli seemed to be enlightened in an instant, she knew him as usual, understood him, thought of him...

Chu Jiaoli raised her eyebrows indifferently, and said: "When the lord looks at the concubine like this, the concubine will mistakenly think that you are happy with the concubine. If you blindfolded the concubine last night, it was because the lord didn't want to see something, or maybe ... What does the prince not want his concubine to see?"

The pierced Beigong Tengxiao frowned and stared at her, his fists clenched unconsciously, and he said in a low voice, "You think too much, Li'er is the only one I love."

"The prince keeps saying that he loves the princess, and being in touch with the princess is no more intimate than a concubine. It's like the traditional Chinese medicine. The prince obviously has the antidote, but he doesn't hesitate to find another man to touch the princess. If she is really the love in your heart, it is really unreasonable, but come on. You cried your heart out in front of the princess's grave last month, but it was true, so there is only one possibility, she is not real..."

Beigong Tengxiao raised his hand to cover her mouth, with a surprised and shocked look in his eyes, he pursed his thin lips, leaned into her ear and said: "Smart teeth, keep talking nonsense, be careful of your life."

Chu Jiaoli looked at him calmly, his slightly flustered reaction had already confirmed her guess.

After Beigong Tengxiao slowly put his hand down, Chu Jiaoli leaned into his ear and said softly: "My lord, please rest assured, my concubine will keep it secret."

Beigong Tengxiao slightly raised the corners of his lips, kissed her cheek, tapped the letter paper on the table with his slender fingers, and said in a hoarse voice: "This king knows, you are very loyal."

Chu Jiaoli slowly closed her eyes, and what caught her nose was the familiar scent of his body. She opened her lips and said, "Concubines also have a certain status in Zhongluo. This letter is handed over to Uncle Wei. Helpful."

Beigong Tengxiao's eyes were stained with a layer of mist, and said: "You clearly heard the words of the king in the cemetery, and you know that the king was demoted here for another purpose, so you are not afraid of unnecessary actions?"

Chu Jiaoli lowered her head and straightened his collar for him, and said: "My lord has lofty aspirations and far-sighted plans. He really doesn't need a woman's support. It's just that the current situation is severe and he is surrounded by enemies. The ministers and concubines are trying their best to fight quickly. Trapped in the shallows, I am afraid that some villain will succeed."

Beigong Tengxiao's expression became dark, he raised his hand to hold her catkin, and said, "Why?"

Chu Jiaoli smiled faintly, and said, "You are the husband of a concubine, and it is always right to look towards you, right?"

Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao let out a low laugh, grabbed the back of her hand and gave her a light peck, and said, "You are really virtuous and lovable."

Chu Jiaoli smiled lightly: "It's not a good thing to be favored by the prince, is it?"

Beigong Tengxiao pointed his slender finger on her red lips, and said, "So, for the person you want to beware of, keep your mouth shut."

Chu Jiaoli took out a black headband from her sleeve, unfolded it slowly, and said, "When necessary, you should also take care of your eyes, right?"

When the words fell, she had closed her eyes and covered her eyes with a hair tie.

Beigong Tengxiao's eyes were gloomy, he kissed her lips, gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips, and said in a hoarse voice: "Good girl..."

Chu Jiaoli could only feel her body hanging in the air, and being hugged horizontally by him, she bit her lips, put her arms around his neck, leaned against his chest, and let him walk to the bed.

The Imperial Palace, the Hall of Pure Heart.

"Cough cough cough..."

Bei Gonglie was lying on the dragon couch, his face was terribly pale, he coughed vigorously a few times, then gasped weakly, his eyes were dazed and dull.

Wen Liangren sat beside the bed, blew on the decoction in his hand, took a spoonful and fed it to his mouth, frowned worriedly and said: "Your Majesty, I've taken the medicine."

"Crack!" Bei Gonglie waved his hand, and the medicine bowl was pushed to the ground and shattered into pieces.

He glared at Wen Liangren angrily, and said: "This medicine has no effect at all! Why is my body getting weaker and weaker?"

Wen Liangren hurriedly knelt down, lowered his head and said, "I don't know..."

Bei Gonglie clenched his fists tremblingly, recalling that Wen Liangren risked his life to block a sword for him and slipped his tires, he never doubted her.

He looked up disappointedly, and said: "Could it be... my end is approaching?"

Wen Liangren frowned and said, "Your Majesty, don't talk nonsense..."

Bei Gonglie seemed to have thought of something, he slowly turned his head to look at Wen Liangren, and said, "Where's your brother? Is he still there?"

Wen Liang shook his head, and said: "I really don't know..." She turned her eyes and said, "Your Majesty, my brother has excellent medical skills. If you allow him to appear, there is really a magic medicine that can heal the Emperor, but... But the Emperor is right. He issued a death warrant, my younger brother may be afraid...and hid, why not rewrite the imperial edict to spare him the death penalty?"

(End of this chapter)