idle mistress

Chapter 102
He turned his head to look at Zeng Fengyuan in doubt. Zeng Fengyuan didn't know the reason, but he knew the reason too well.

At this moment, seeing Xu Weiqiu's face flushed from the wine, the sloppy energy in his heart couldn't help but came out again.

He couldn't help but knowingly asked and teased: "Doctor Shen, this Mausoleum Palace has such a face that no one else can save it, so why don't you just pretend to be sick?"

"what……??"

This time it was Xu Weiqiu's turn to panic, and she hurriedly said: "Why did I pretend to be sick? No, I have a stomach upset, and I ran to the toilet several times in the morning."

Zeng Fengyuan looked at her with a funny face and drank nearly half a pot of wine, and still drank so boldly because of stomach discomfort?When he is a fool.

Seeing this, Xu Weiqiu coughed lightly with embarrassment on his face, and said calmly, "Although the king of his mausoleum has great power, not everyone wants to curry favor with him. Besides, I, Shen Qing, am not the one to do that trick either." People who come when called, go when called.”

Shopkeeper Dai waited and waited, seeing that she was not willing to let go, so he could only shake his head, and went out with regret on his face, and rejected the people from the Lingwang Mansion again.

In the evening, Xu Weiqiu walked out of the store's gate, shivering involuntarily: "It's so cold."

Shopkeeper Dai who was following her quickly handed her a hand warmer, and she quickly took it and hugged it in her arms.

Before she got married, she was very resistant to cold, but after experiencing a dystocia, her body is not as good as before. She is always afraid of the cold, and she can't do without the hand stove in winter.

Back at the palace's residence, the maidservants knew that she was afraid of the cold, so they lit the brazier in the house ahead of time.

When Haitang saw her enter the room, she greeted her with joy and took off her robe.

"Master, drink hot tea to warm up your body." Jin Nuo thoughtfully served her warm ginger tea.

Seeing the radiance on this girl's face, Xu Weiqiu couldn't help asking: "Jin Nuo, seeing your flushed face, is there something good?"

Hearing this, Jin Nuo smiled at Haitang at the side, and said with a smile: "There is nothing good about me, but it is estimated that something good will happen soon, Master?"

Xu Weiqiu was puzzled: "How do you say that?"

Jin Nuo covered her mouth and snickered: "Your Highness has been spending the night in the master's house every day recently. It seems that we will have a little princess in our mansion soon."

Only then did Xu Weiqiu realize that what they were thinking about was something.

These two people were thinking too much. Although Zhao Yan slept with him every day, the two of them never had any behavior beyond the rules. How did this little princess get here? It's just that she couldn't explain it clearly, and she didn't bother to explain it. .

Seeing that she didn't answer, Haitang and Jin Nuo thought she was shy, so they didn't continue the topic.

At night, Haitang added charcoal fire to the brazier in the house before closing the door, as usual, these maidservants were to keep vigil for the master.

However, their master never followed the rules and insisted on not letting them stay overnight.Said that someone was watching and she couldn't sleep.

Haitang knew that it was the master who was sympathetic to these servants, and was grateful in her heart.However, she knew that the master was afraid of the cold, so in the middle of the night, she would usually come over to buy some charcoal fire.

However, on this day, Haitang caught a cold outside, her head was dizzy, and fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow...
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In the dead of night, Zhao Yan opened the door and walked into his princess' bedroom.

I have to say that this bedroom is furnished in a simple and generous way, without those colorful things, which he appreciates very much.

There was a candlestick in the room, and the candle light was very faint. He took off his outer robe and walked straight towards the couch.

The woman on the couch was sleeping soundly covered with a brocade quilt, her long hair looked as silky as ink satin, and the woman lay quietly with her eyes closed, like a static ink painting.

Zhao Yan stood by the couch and admired it silently for a while, then turned around and took off his brocade robe and put it on the screen beside him.

There was a book lying beside his pillow, he picked it up and flipped through it, it was a documentary, this kind of book is generally not liked by women, but she did not expect that she would like to read it.

This reminded him that back then, when this little girl was still his close servant, she lied in front of him that she was illiterate.

Thinking of this, the corners of his cold mouth couldn't help showing a smile that he didn't even notice.

Under the candlelight, the woman's eyebrows and eyes met with the bold little servant in his memory.

That little servant was ghostly and strange, that little servant was neither big nor young and bold, but it was deeply imprinted in his heart.

He didn't know that he cared so much about this little servant. Since she escaped, he had sent people to look for her many times, but there was no news.

He thought it was because of the shallow relationship between the two.

Unexpectedly, in the past ten years, Yiren has been close at hand and gave birth to a son for herself, but she doesn't know anything about it.

When he found the familiar mark on her shoulder that day, he really had mixed feelings in his heart.

Recalling her various weird behaviors when she was first married, I should have noticed it long ago, but everything was blinded by my indifference.

They looked for him thousands of times in the crowd, but when they looked back suddenly, the man was in a dimly lit place. ... "Sapphire Case·Yuanxi"

Gently picked up the bookmark that fell on the mattress, sandwiched it among the pages she opened, and put the book next to her pillow, Zhao Yan took off his shoes and socks as usual, lifted the quilt and lay down beside the woman...

　happy New Year! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)