The Empress is running again

Chapter 122 What Do You Want

Rong Jiuyue tossed and turned on the bed, dreaming of that happy smiling face always lingering in her mind.

"It's really annoying." Sitting up abruptly, Rong Jiuyue put on her dress and opened the door and went out.

Her movement had already alarmed Fan Qingli who was guarding outside.

"Where is Zhaoyi going?"

where to go?
She also wanted to know.

"Maybe I can't fall asleep after eating too much, so go outside for a walk to digest food."

Fan Qingli could only keep up.

In the entire villa, the most precious people in the entire Fengchen Kingdom live, so it goes without saying that the level of vigilance is there.

However, where Rong Jiuyue lives is the women's quarters, there are relatively fewer guards, and they can't walk around like the outside.

The villa at night is much quieter than the palace, only the sound of insects around.

Rong Jiuyue really wants to run away now!
After roughly walking around, Rong Jiuyue probably got a clear idea of ​​the terrain. "There's no point in walking, let's go back."

"Yes."

"Don't worry, my lord, everything has been arranged, and there will be absolutely no mistakes."

"Be sure to play it safe this time, and hit the ground running."

"Yes."

Rong Jiuyue walked with her head down. When she walked through a small garden, if Fan Qingli hadn't pulled her quickly, she would have bumped into someone else.

"Rong Zhaoyi?"

The cold voice above her head made her frown, she was really unlucky, how could she meet him here... Quan Yu!
"My lord, excuse me." This person's expression always reveals a kind of ruthlessness that will not give up if he does not achieve his goal. He looks at her as if he is looking at a prey that is worth much to him. That feeling is very disgusting.

Quan Yin stepped forward and stopped her.

"Why is Rong Zhaoyi here?" The questioning tone seemed like Rong Jiuyue would not let her leave unless she made it clear.

"This road belongs to the prince, or this villa belongs to the prince, why can't I be here?"

Quan Yu narrowed his long and narrow eyes against the cold. "Who did you see just now?"

Rong Jiuyue looked up at him. "Who does the prince not want me to see?"

In a word, let the air condense instantly.

Fan Qingli held her breath and clenched her fists tightly, because she clearly felt Quan Yu's evil spirit.

Rong Jiuyue quietly clenched the silver needle in her hand.

"Do you remember what this king said last time?" Suddenly, Quan Yu's murderous aura was released, and his voice softened a lot.

"I'm sorry, my lord, I really don't remember this! Farewell."

This time, Quan Yu didn't stop Rong Jiuyue from leaving.

Looking at the back of her quickening pace, he twirled his fingertips lightly.

A scourge that cannot be used for oneself, naturally, death is more reassuring than life.

……

Rong Jiuyue still felt chills down his back when he entered the small courtyard, and the man's eyes were like poisonous snakes.

"You've been tired all day, don't watch over, go to sleep." Outside the door, Rong Jiuyue Du Fan Qingli said.

Fan Qingli thought that Rong Jiuyue was going to participate in the hunting competition tomorrow, so she didn't say much, and went back to her room.

Rong Jiuyue pushed open the door and walked in. Everyone was asleep at the moment, and she didn't bother to light the lamp, so she took off her coat and lay down on the bed.

"Huh? The quality of this quilt is really good. It's still hot after going out for so long."

She turned over, her palm fell on something strange unexpectedly, and she squeezed it subconsciously.

"So soft, what..."

Before she could figure it out, the thing in her hand changed instantly...

I rely on!

Rong Jiuyue threw off the quilt abruptly and sat up, and with the faint moonlight, she saw that there was still a person lying on the inside of her bed.

When she saw the man's face clearly, she shook her head!
Quan Yin!

She didn't want to know what the hell she was touching just now!

"Your Majesty, my concubine never knew that you had the habit of getting into bed!" Rong Jiuyue's voice almost came out of his throat.

Quan Yin lying on the bed quietly opened his black eyes. "What were you doing just now?"

Even if Rong Jiuyue is as thick-skinned as a city wall, she also feels her cheeks burning right now.

"Your Majesty, guess what!!!"

"So soft?" The cold voice paused for a while before resounding faintly.

"!!!"

"Do you think it's your flesh?"

"!!!"

"Your Majesty, what are you doing here at night!?" Your little wife is pregnant, shouldn't you stay by her side to comfort her!
"sleep."

Rong Jiuyue's eyebrows twitched, and at the end she twitched.

Take a deep breath, take a deep breath!
Otherwise, she would definitely be unable to restrain herself and strangle this man to death!

"How long has Mengchang been pregnant?"

Rong Jiuyue frowned impatiently, didn't she already said that in the afternoon. "Less than two months!"

"Is that one day in a month, or is it a month and 29 days?"

The anxiety in Rong Jiuyue's heart gradually subsided because of his cold voice, and she really didn't take such a delicate time seriously.

After all, when it was diagnosed that Mengchang was pregnant, I was disturbed by many strange emotions.

"If the emperor wants to know, he can go to the imperial doctor to diagnose Mengchang."

"Rong September."

"My concubine is here."

"Lie down, you are under my quilt."

"..."

With a "bang", Rong Jiuyue lay down heavily, the bed trembled.

"Why are you displeased?" In the darkness, Quan Yin could clearly see her pursed lips and her widened eyes.

"The concubine is not unhappy!"

"Because Meng Chang is pregnant."

"The concubine said I'm not unhappy!" Rong Jiuyue got out of bed angrily, sat down on the soft bed, took several sips of cold tea, and the anger in her heart subsided a little.

"You want my sole favor on you." Quan Yin sat up and got out of bed.

He was only wearing a light yellow robe, and his jet-black hair was casually draped over his broad shoulders, giving his deep black eyes a touch of fatal charm.

He walked up to her step by step with his slender legs, his black eyes locked hers tightly.

Rong Jiuyue wanted to speak, but was interrupted by him.

"then what?"

Nothing!

Rong Jiuyue looked at his deeply troubled and troubled heart and instantly sank.

"free."

Quan Yin laughed lightly. This was the first time Rong Jiuyue heard his laughter. It was pleasant to hear, but she didn't like it.

"Go to sleep, I'm tired." He turned around and walked back to the bed to lie down without making any noise.

Rong Jiuyue lay on the bed, picked up the quilt, covered her face, closed her eyes and put aside all her thoughts.

Rong Jiuyue, don't be stupid!
"Zhaoyi, wake up, Zhaoyi, the autumn hunt is about to start, everyone has gone to Bailing Mountain."

Rong Jiuyue opened her eyes impatiently and yawned.

"Don't shake it, you really think I'm here to hunt!"

"Where's the green pear?"

"Zhaoyi, the servants are all ready." Fan Qingli walked into the room.

Rong Jiuyue rubbed her eyes, turned over and sat up from the bed.

"Good job, go hunting!"

(End of this chapter)