Mo Wei raised the corners of her lips and said: "Your Highness, are you satisfied with my testimony?"
Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao showed a faint smile and said: "The contribution is indispensable."
Mo Wei took a few steps closer, looked up at him, and said with unclear meaning: "Your Highness, there are many ways I can help you."
Beigong Tengxiao did not refuse her approach, looked at her and said: "I am looking forward to it."
Mo Wei smiled with an unknown meaning and said: "Remember the promise you made to me."
When she finished speaking, she nodded to Chu Jiaoli with provocative eyes, then turned and left.
Chu Jiaoli's face was full of surprise, looking at Mo Wei's leaving figure, she frowned in disbelief.
Is it her illusion? It's impossible. How could Mo Wei be interested in Beigong Tengxiao?
Prince's Mansion, bath.
The smoke is lingering, with the sound of dripping water droplets, which arouses people's hearts.
Night is approaching, and the lamps around are dim, adding a touch of warmth.
Beigong Tengxiao leaned against the edge of the bath, raised his head and closed his eyes. His voice was lazily: "Li'er, are you satisfied with my arrangement?"
Chu Jiaoli's clothes were half-undressed, and she looked at Beigong Tengxiao's delicate jawline, with little blood stains spattered on her neck.
She used her soaked sleeve to wipe away the dried blood stains for him, and responded in a low voice: "Yeah."
Beigong Tengxiao opened his eyes and saw the red stain on the sleeves of her favorite clothes. He frowned. Seeing that she wanted to wipe it again, he raised his hand to hold her wrist and said: "Don't stain it if it's dirty."
Take off your clothes."
Chu Jiaoli paused for a moment, her beautiful eyes slowly met his gaze, and she said calmly: "Your Highness also knows that you are dirty?"
Beigong Tengxiao felt a trace of nervousness in his heart. He raised his hand to touch her face and said, "Are you angry?"
Chu Jiaoli picked up another sleeve and wiped the blood stains for him, saying: "I just think that Your Highness should not be contaminated with this bloody smell. If not, please make me dirty with him."
Beigong Tengxiao raised the corners of his lips, bowed his head and whispered in her ear: "I will only use one way to make you dirty..."
Chu Jiaoli's eyes were dark and her thoughts were hard to calm down. Since she returned to the imperial capital, Beigong Tengxiao has become a stranger and seems to have hidden many things from her.
She hesitated several times before finally speaking: "籼和MO..."
Before she could finish speaking, her lips were blocked, and a strong aura enveloped her, making her unable to refuse.
In an instant, she was backed into a corner.
Chu Jiaoli's face was moved, and she slowly let go of her inner grudge.
Beigong Tengxiao raised his hand to caress her fair and delicate cheeks, his eyes full of love: "Li'er, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."
Chu Jiaoli raised her eyebrows lightly, put her arms around his neck, and said, "The most beautiful one?"
"Li'er's beauty is unparalleled in the world." Beigong Tengxiao put his forehead against hers and said, "I want to give you a son."
Chu Jiaoli showed a clear smile and said: "Your Highness, don't you like your daughter?"
I still remember that in the last life, when Beigong Tengxiao ascended the throne, she was pregnant. He had promised her that no matter whether the child she gave birth to was a boy or a girl, he would make the child a prince.
Just as he was thinking about it, Beigong Tengxiao showed a faint smile and said: "My son can protect you."
Chu Jiaoli closed her eyes and said, "It is enough for Your Highness to protect my concubine."
Beigong Tengxiao bit her lip gently and said in a hoarse voice: "Only in this matter, you must listen to me."
As soon as he finished speaking, he pressed his lips to hers again, and the rose petals floating on the water rippled with the water, releasing a refreshing fragrance that was intoxicating.
"Your Highness, Imperial Attendant Chu is looking for you." An inappropriate voice sounded, and Jing Yue stood respectfully outside the screen.
Hearing Mo Wei's name, Chu Jiaoli's mood suddenly hit rock bottom. When she opened her eyes, Beigong Tengxiao turned his head towards the screen and said, "I'm busy. Call her in half an hour."
Come again."
Chu Jiaoli bit her lip secretly. It was so late, did he still want to go out?
She lowered her head in desolation. Beigong Tengxiao sensed something was wrong with her and reached out to caress her face, trying to comfort her. He then heard Jing Yue say in embarrassment: "Your Highness, Imperial Attendant Chu said that she can't do it for a quarter of an hour."
Can’t wait.”
Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao paused slightly, bowed his head and kissed Chu Jiaoli's forehead, then stood up and left.
Seeing him hurriedly wiping his body with a bath towel and putting on his clothes, Chu Jiaoli looked at him in disbelief: "Your Highness..."
Beigong Tengxiao came back, stroked her head, and said with a smile: "Get some rest early." After saying that, he walked away without hesitation.
The water vapor in the bathhouse was dense, and the warm and comfortable water temperature made Chu Jiaoli suddenly feel cold from head to foot.
Beigong Tengxiao left? Did he leave for Mo Wei?
The next day.
After tossing and turning all night, Chu Jiaoli was restless until she fell asleep at Yinshi. When she opened her eyes, the sun outside the window was dazzling.
She reached out and touched the sheets beside her, but they were still cold and lifeless.
She stood up in despair, and Bai Xue walked in from outside the house holding a wet handkerchief to wipe her face.
After the death of "Zhonggong Huanli", the body was transported back to Zhongluo. Linglong, who didn't know the inside story, could no longer stay by Chu Jiaoli's side to serve her, so she followed her back to the country.
Now that Chu Jiaoli was short of a personal maid, the one she liked the most was naturally Zi Lin's biological sister. After asking Bai Xue's opinion, she took her to her side to take over Zi Lin's position.
She held the handkerchief and walked up to Chu Jiaoli and said, "Mother, you're awake."
Chu Jiaoli looked at the carvings on the table. It was already midnight. She was in a daze for a long time before she said, "Where is Your Highness?"
"His Royal Highness has already gone to court."
Chu Jiaoli felt empty in her heart. She lowered her eyes and said, "You haven't come back all night?"
Seeing her gloomy look, Bai Xue nodded timidly and said: "Sister Yuzhu said that this morning, His Highness sent someone to send a message to Lord Jingyue and sent His Highness the court uniform to a nearby inn."
"Inn..." Chu Jiaoli's expression was complicated. She only felt a dull pain in her temples. She raised her hand and rubbed her head. Mo Wei's provocative eyes frequently appeared in her mind. She closed her eyes in secret pain.
I didn’t come back to my senses for a long time.
Royal Palace.
At the time of retreat, the courtiers walked out of the main hall one after another.
Beigong Tengxiao stepped out of the room, and walking side by side was Mo Wei in official uniform.
The courtiers passing by looked at the two people and stopped to whisper in twos and threes. Beigong Tengxiao's gloomy and sharp eyes swept over them, and they dispersed like birds and beasts.
He glanced at Mo Wei and said: "I have been locked up for a night, isn't it time to hand over the antidote?"
Mo Wei raised the corners of her lips slightly, took out a small porcelain bottle from her sleeve, threw it towards him, and said, "Your Highness performed well."
Beigong Tengxiao took the medicine bottle and held it in his hand. He slightly narrowed his eyes and said, "What good is this for him?"
Mo Wei chuckled lightly, with a gloomy calculation in her eyes, and said: "You don't seem to have the qualifications to question."
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Please remember the domain name of this book:. Novels of Strange People of the Republic of China
