Beigong Tengxiao was stunned for a moment, then realized and said: "She is choosing a concubine?"
Jingyue blinked, a little confused: "What does this mean, Your Highness?"
Beigong Tengxiao frowned and said, "She likes women?" He stood up quickly and slapped his palms on the table, "If you don't see me, you can't find a man, so why don't you go find a woman?"
"Ahem!" Jingyue was suddenly shocked. He swallowed and said: "Your Highness, please don't get excited! This matter still needs to be investigated clearly. I believe that the empress will not do such a ridiculous thing..."
"Bang!" Beigong Tengxiao punched the table, sat back in his chair irritably, and picked up the memorial to review.
Cold sweat breaks out on Jingyue's forehead. Bei Gong Tengxiao's temper has become increasingly irritable recently. In the past, when Chu Jiaoli was around, his emotions would be more controlled. But recently, I don't know why the two of them were having trouble. Chu
Jiao Li actually went to live in the Zhengfei Palace. Although she had returned home, it was no different from her stay in Anhe Residence a few days ago.
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a "crackling" sound, and a stack of memorials on the table was swept to the ground.
Beigong Tengxiao took two breaths, and veins popped up on his head. He raised his hand and grabbed his heart, his expression was extremely painful.
Jingyue was horrified and quickly walked to his side and said: "Your Highness, are you suffering from heart disease again? You didn't just take the antidote yesterday..."
Beigong Tengxiao sneered and said: "Wang Yue San, Beigong Qianqiu and Chu Jiao Xing were both infected. They were given the antidote by an expert from outside the world and recovered. I live in the same imperial capital as those two people and have a close relationship.
You are really stupid for thinking that Mo Wuyou is, is it really just Wangyue Powder that you gave me?"
Jingyue frowned worriedly and said: "Your Highness, so... it is impossible for us to develop the antidote ourselves?"
Beigong Tengxiao breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "If anything happens to me, you will follow the Crown Princess and take good care of her for me."
Jingyue knelt down slumped, her eyes vacant and sad: "Your Highness..."
Beigong Tengxiao lowered his eyes, his dark pupils showing endless sorrow. It happened that Chu Jiaoli couldn't conceive a child. If he couldn't leave her a dragon heir, he might not be able to protect her in the future...
The next day, Qinghuang from the East Palace of the Dongling Kingdom married Beiming and made the marriage.
The concubine conferment ceremony was grand and prosperous.
Chu Jiaoli wears heavy makeup and a complicated pink dress, with layers of layers like petals, and exquisite butterfly embroidery surrounding the skirt like a flying and flexible living thing.
Stepping out of the threshold of the Prince's Mansion, there were two carriages displayed in front of her. The one in front was more luxurious and belonged to Beigong Tengxiao. She just glanced at it lightly and walked towards her carriage behind her.
Jingyue saw the direction in which she was moving, stood in front of her, blocked the way, and said: "Empress, Your Highness, please take the carriage in front."
Chu Jiaoli just stopped calmly, nodded slightly, and walked towards the carriage ahead.
After opening the curtain and entering the carriage, a strong force restrained her wrist. Her center of gravity was unstable, and she fell into a warm embrace, greeted by a familiar smell.
Chu Jiaoli raised her eyes and saw Bei Gong's soaring eyes locked on her, with a pair of dark pupils that showed no emotion or anger.
He put his arms around her waist, sat her on his lap, and said: "You have been hiding from me for so many days, and you have to hide from me in a carriage. We will sit down together later, and you will sit next to me."
Side, how else are you going to hide?"
Chu Jiaoli quickly regained her composure, sighed softly, and said: "Your Highness, the carriage is spacious, I can sit elsewhere."
Beigong Tengxiao frowned in dissatisfaction, tightened his grip on her waist, and spoke in a low-pitched voice: "Is this the first thing you want to say after seeing me for so many days?
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Chu Jiaoli pursed her lips and said, "Then what does Your Highness want me to say?"
Beigong Tengxiao hesitated to speak, and finally sighed softly and said: "Do whatever you want. Although you want to make me angry with every word, I want to hear your voice."
Chu Jiaoli's heart skipped a beat, looking at his handsome face, there was a hint of helplessness between the heroic and domineering appearance.
Beigong Tengxiao looked at her delicate, flower-like face. Today, her makeup was particularly gorgeous. She wore pink eyeshadow that matched her robe, and a lifelike peach blossom between her eyebrows, just like a peach blossom fairy who had entered the mortal world.<
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The delicate bun is interspersed with complicated wisteria flowers, and the crystal tassels hang down, which is exquisite and luxurious.
He stroked the crystal tassel and said, "That peach blossom is more suitable for your clothes. Did you throw it away?"
Knowing that Chu Jiaoli had given her Peach Blossom Bu Yao to someone else, he specifically ordered her to wear pink clothes today because he wanted to hear her explanation.
Chu Jiaoli smiled lightly and said: "Your Highness, the peach blossoms will appear in another way in the future."
Beigong Tengxiao was confused after hearing this, and wanted to question her, but looking at her long-lost face, he never spoke to ruin the atmosphere.
Long time no see, he misses her.
Looking at those crimson lips with a faint fragrance of powder, he lifted her chin and kissed her delicate lips.
Chu Jiaoli frowned and pushed him away, took out a small bronze mirror from her sleeve, and smoothed the rouge on her lips with her fingertips.
"Chu Jiaoli, you have never rejected me." Beigong Tengxiao's voice was obviously unhappy.
"Your Highness, today is an important occasion, and you and I both have to take our image into consideration."
After finishing her words, she took out the handkerchief and wiped off the rouge on Beigong Tengxiao's lips, and said: "This makeup has been on for a long time. Your Highness, please don't destroy it anymore."
Beigong Tengxiao's face became increasingly gloomy, and he said: "Princess, I am not very patient."
Chu Jiaoli still wiped his lips as if nothing had happened and said: "If His Highness is patient, then he is not Your Highness."
Beigong Tengxiao raised his hand and grabbed her wrist, saying: "Do you like looking in the mirror?"
Chu Jiaoli raised her eyes and looked at him with a trace of confusion.
With a "click" sound, Beigong Tengxiao's fingertips popped out of the hidden compartment under the table. He took out a one-foot-large round mirror and placed it on the table. Without taking his eyes away from her, he said: "Zhao, let you
Take enough photos, and you will be staring at this mirror from before you get off the carriage, and you are not allowed to look away."
After saying that, she lifted her chin and asked her to face the bronze mirror, which reflected her and him.
Beigong Tengxiao leaned over her neck and took a gentle breath. The faint daughter's fragrance mixed with the smell of flower petals gradually pushed away the boring thoughts of the past few days.
He slowly closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Today is beautiful and smells good."
Seeing Beigong Tengxiao's emotion and her collar gradually fading, Chu Jiaoli was suddenly startled, took his hand and said: "Your Highness, this is the street."
"This is my carriage." Beigong Tengxiao's tone did not allow her to have any resistance.
The noisy street outside the carriage is filled with bustling people.
Looking at everything in the bronze mirror, Chu Jiaoli's lips trembled and her cheeks were stained with an embarrassing blush. She never thought that Bei Gong Tengxiao would do such a thing in a crowded carriage.
