Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 448 Don't Want This Style Anymore

Nan Qi coughed twice again, trying to make her tone gentle: "Look up at me."

Fu Xueyao didn't react to this order for a while, she was stunned for a moment, her eyes staring at the ground widened suddenly, Fu Xueyao was a little slow to react and said "Ah?"

After expressing doubts, Fu Xueyao immediately stretched out her hands to cover her small mouth, as if she had inadvertently said something wrong, before the emperor blamed her, Fu Xueyao immediately said respectfully: "The emperor just said What, Shu Chenqie didn't hear clearly."

Nan Qi likes Fu Xueyao's playful and cute appearance, seeing her return to this pretentious and dignified appearance in an instant, and she is disturbed when she speaks distantly and politely.

Nan Qi frowned, compared to the gentleness he said just now, there was a little more certainty in his words: "I said, raise your head."

This order is obviously a lot more normal.

Seeing that the emperor was not as angry as before, and allowed her to raise her head again, Fu Xueyao slowly raised her head until... she was at eye level with the emperor.

Just looking at it, Fu Xueyao immediately looked away.

Nan Qijun's face was also a little unnatural, seeing that she slightly looked away from him, just as he wished.

Nan Qi took out a purse from her bosom and handed it to Fu Xueyao.

Fu Xueyao looked down, her eyes were full of puzzlement.

Nan Qi was like a helpless child, she had been watching Fu Xueyao for a while.Just a little guilty.

Nan Qi suppressed the guilt in her heart, pretended to be calm and unintentional, and said flatly: "My purse is a bit old after using it."

Hearing this, Fu Xueyao leaned forward, she seemed to have embroidered this purse for the emperor, and she laughed at herself only after giving it to the emperor with her heart beating faster.

The emperor is in the palace every day, so there is no time and place for him to spend money.

At that time, when the emperor took over, Fu Xueyao only felt that the emperor was very fraternal. If she didn't reject herself, the emperor felt that one thing more is worse than one thing less. What she didn't expect was that the emperor carried this purse with her. Although the purse was not damaged, it could be seen directly. Now that the purse is quite old, it can be seen at a glance that the emperor uses it very frequently.

Not knowing the meaning of the emperor's words, Fu Xueyao raised her hand slightly, wanting to take the purse in the emperor's hand for a look, but unexpectedly the emperor shrank his hand and put the purse in.

Fu Xueyao subconsciously raised her head and glanced at the emperor. Nan Qi seemed a little guilty when she was stared at by Fu Xueyao. She looked away, coughed softly, and said unnaturally: "If you take it away, where will I put my money?"

Fu Xueyao was stunned, the emperor should have many concubines who would embroider purses for him, right?How could he not have a purse of silver taels?

After thinking about the emperor's worn-out purse, Fu Xueyao explained: "The concubine just wants to see what the purse embroidered for the emperor looks like. If I have time, the concubine can embroider another one for the emperor."

"Okay, I'll embroider tomorrow." Nan Qi, who stayed here for so long, just wanted Fu Xueyao to embroider another purse for herself. When she heard her promise, she ignored her saying that she would be free, so she agreed.

After finishing speaking, Nan Qi suddenly remembered something, and added: "By the way, embroider a different one, this style is not needed."

There are sword dancers living on this pattern, Fu Xueyao felt that it was very suitable for the emperor to embroider.

Fu Xueyao, who was at a loss when she heard that the emperor wanted to change the style and was ordered by the emperor just now to embroider tomorrow——

(End of this chapter)