The Regent's favorite concubine

Chapter 186 Seeing that I am unhappy, the imperial concubine seems very happy?
Probably because she thought there was some truth in what she said.

But listening to her previous words in turn, Feng Jiuqing's eyes sank: "Your concubine seems to be very happy to see that I am not happy?"

"No way."

Shen Yueji smiled far-fetchedly: "The concubine is not happy because the emperor is unhappy, but the concubine heard from Eunuch Gao that the concubine Yue went to the emperor to sue the concubine and framed the concubine. The emperor chooses tolerance and trust for the concubine. He also asked Eunuch Gao to spread the word, and asked the concubine to dispose of the concubine Yue herself, and the concubine was happy because the emperor protected the concubine."

The good-looking brows raised, and the emperor became more aware, "The imperial concubine thinks, this is my protection for you?"

"Is not it?"

Feng Jiuqing smiled lightly: "It's a fact that you have a private relationship with the Prince Regent, and what Concubine Yue said is a fact. I didn't listen to her words, not because I believed you, but because I was covering up."

"The concubine admits that she has a private relationship with the regent, but you know it, the emperor, and the concubine has long since lost that kind of thought about the regent. Besides, the emperor has always been the favorite of the regent. If you know the truth, even if the regent comes to the concubine's bedroom, it will definitely cause trouble for the concubine, and it will never be the case that Concubine Yue said, accusing the concubine of having an affair with the regent."

The man waved at her: "Smart teeth."

He slowly closed his eyes: "Concubine."

"Hey?"

Shen Yueji got up from the ground: "Your Majesty, what are your orders?"

"I'm tired, give me a pat on the shoulder."

"okay!"

Turning around behind him with a doggy face, Shen Yueji's hands and feet were so swift and diligent that she couldn't be more diligent.

A pair of fine little paws rubbed lightly and heavily on his shoulders.

Kneading lightly, the emperor was displeased: "The imperial concubine didn't eat?"

Shen Yueji replied eagerly: "I really didn't eat."

Feng Jiuqing covered her lips and coughed, and pulled a plate of pastries from the tea table.

Shen Yueji thought that the man was considerate for her to eat, and was about to say thank you and take the pastry he handed over.

Unexpectedly, with a turn of the gesture, the man slowly put the delicate pastry into his mouth.

The man eats gracefully, chewing slowly.

The crimson thin lips are more attractive than pastries.

then--

Shen Yueji couldn't help but tighten her hands, and stared at the man for a long time while gnashing her teeth.

Feng Jiuqing closed her eyes in satisfaction: "That's right."

Shen Yueji: "."

His hands were sore, Shen Yueji didn't know how long he had been beating for him.

She turned her gaze sideways and looked at half of the man's perfect white side face. Her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes were neat and beautiful, and her crimson lips were soft and clean.

There are subtle breathing sounds.

He fell asleep?
She walked around from behind the man to the front of him, carefully looking at the man's exquisite and perfect face.

A piece of clean and moist facial features like a gentle wind blowing on the face.

This impeccable good looks can't hide the tiredness on his face.

She stretched out her hand, completely subconsciously. When he was tired, he often did the same. He would return to her side, and she would rub his brows and shoulders for him. He would talk to her gently, very gently, very gentle.

Talking and talking, he will fall asleep.

The appearance of sleeping is very quiet and beautiful, even more beautiful than a painting.

But when she was about to touch the man's handsome face, Shen Yueji quickly withdrew her hand, and instead took out a cloak from the inner hall and put it on him.

She brought over the plate of pastries that he put on the coffee table just now, and stuffed them into her mouth one by one.

　Mo Fang, for these two sons, my own mother has always been exposed to both rain and dew. I saw a reader who said that there is no emperor who doesn’t want to read it. Then the emperor came out. I’m amazing.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)