Chapter 20 You... Don't Look 5
Ye Qizhu clicked her tongue, looked down at her wrinkled sleeves, and quickly let go of her hands: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I'll wipe it off for you..."

As she said that, she reached out to get the booklet, but she hurriedly got up in a panic, and bumped into the short table inadvertently with her lower abdomen, and the inkstone full of inkstones placed beside the booklet was shaken out, instantly shaking the book. The whole paper was stained red.

Ye Qizhu immediately opened her mouth wide, secretly looked at the expressionless cold face, and hurriedly moved to the soft side in guilt, but when she retracted her hands, she made a mistake in her busy schedule and accidentally turned the corner of the case. The teacup was pushed down, and she subconsciously reached out to pick it up. However, the teacup had already brushed her fingertips and hit the ground, immediately breaking into eight petals.

"Lou Yuguo painted gold and plain embroidered tea cup, two thousand silver."

Ye Qizhu's dazed mind, who hadn't yet shaken off his drowsiness, immediately woke up completely when he heard this, and suddenly raised his head to meet Shang Beijue's calm and cold eyes.

"How is it possible?" Ye Qizhu exclaimed.

But Bei Jue said indifferently: "All the things used by this king are top-grade, and they are as valuable as your son's demon-subduing bags."

Ye Qizhu stared, and quickly lowered his head to take a closer look. The bottom of the upside-down teacup was really written with the words Made by Lou Yu.

Suddenly, she felt that it was not the teacup that was broken, but her heart.

The demon bag is actually not worth much, and she deliberately used all the gold and silver silk to deceive him, but it is true that she cultivated it with her blood...

So, this is the retribution for her deceit?
Standing at the same place, Ye Qizhu twisted her fingers and froze on the spot. Who knows if she will take a step, this black-bellied villain took revenge on her for every inch of land and money in the Regent's Palace?
On the nine-turn corridor outside Shangqing Pavilion, Hua Qi hurriedly walked to the door but did not knock on the door immediately, but first quietly listened carefully to the movement outside.

But as soon as his ear was attached, Bei Jue's cold voice came from the room: "What's the matter."

Hua Qi quickly straightened up: "My lord, it's Ruyiyuan who came to send a message, asking when the prince will be free to taste the plum blossom condensate brewed in the previous winter."

"No time."

The indifferent voice did not delay.

But under the light of the candlelight, those bright eyes stared scorchingly at Ye Qizhu's puffy little face.

On the delicate cheeks, the dumb's depression of eating coptis is written all over.

Just when Bei Jue's gaze inadvertently passed over Ye Qizhu's left hand that was frozen by his side, he suddenly caught a glimpse of bright red.

"come over."

Ye Qizhu straightened her back suddenly, looked at Bei Jue with a vigilant face, but did not move a bit.

Bei Jue said indifferently, "Will the king go?"

Ye Qizhu's body immediately tensed up, thinking that it would be no good every time he approached, so he hurried over obediently, but still kept a certain safe distance.

"hand."

Hearing this undeniable cold voice, Ye Qizhu couldn't help but frowned, hesitatingly and slowly stretched out half of her hand, before she was completely sent out by hand, Bei Jue grabbed her wrist first , pulled towards him.

"What are you doing?" Ye Qizhu was startled.

Bei Jue remained silent, but took out a silk handkerchief from her bosom to wipe her hands. Ye Qizhu was startled, and stretched out her head to have a look, only then did she realize that the edge of her left palm was covered with red ink.

Bei Jue, who watched silently, carefully cleaned her palms, Ye Qizhu couldn't help feeling sleepy for a while, and then yawned...

(End of this chapter)

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