Really, isn’t this intentional to seek scolding...
Before Bei Gong Lie came, he had obviously carefully reviewed the memorial for two hours, and he hadn't even had time to eat lunch yet, yet he insisted on letting Bei Gong Lie see him in such a useless state. It was really incomprehensible!
"I was delayed just now. I hope your father will forgive me." Beigong Tengxiao said with a faint smile on his lips, "Jiaoli, pour some tea for your father."
Chu Jiaoli, who had her back to Bei Gonglie, paused slightly. She bit her lip nervously and whispered, "Yes..."
After finishing her words, she turned around and walked to Bei Gonglie's side.
Bei Gonglie raised his eyes, and when he saw Chu Jiaoli approaching, he saw the eye-catching mark on her neck. He gritted his teeth and looked at her empty right wrist. He frowned, grabbed her wrist, and pulled it away.
The eye-catching gonggongsha on his sleeves and arms has long since disappeared.
There is no need for him to ask now what Beigong Tengxiao was busy with just now!
"Bang!" Bei Gong Lie slapped his palm on the table, glared at Bei Gong Tengxiao, and said: "Beigong Tengxiao! You are so brave! How dare you confront Jiao Li..."
Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "How many palace maids have been favored by my father? If I favor my own people, my father will not blame me for such a trivial matter, right?"
"You!" Bei Gong Lie was speechless immediately. He always ordered Xiao Lanzi to call her into the palace. How could Bei Gong Tengxiao not understand what he meant after this back and forth!
He invited her into the palace to dance with his front foot, and occupied her with his back foot, Beigong Tengxiao. It was really audacious.
Doing this would be stealing his woman openly!
But this Chu Jiaoli was indeed from the prince's house, and he had no legitimate reason to convict him.
Beigong Tengxiao saw that he had no reason to speak anymore. A smile flashed in his eyes and he said: "Jiaoli's health has been getting better recently. Can my father invite her to the palace to perform a dance? Jiaoli is a son-in-law, but she is just doing it for her."
If the father performs a dance, the father will definitely not have any other thoughts about the woman of his son, right?"
A father and a son fighting for a woman at the same time would be the most ridiculous thing in the world!
Bei Gonglie stood up and glanced at Chu Jiaoli who was standing aside. In addition to being angry, there was also a hint of disgust in his eyes.
He snorted contemptuously and said: "No need, there are dancers out there, so why should I bother to come to your prince's residence to look for someone? In such a huge palace, can't I find a woman who can dance?"
"Father, what you said makes sense." Beigong Tengxiao's smile deepened.
Bei Gonglie stood up, stood with his hands behind his hands, and said: "You are the prince of Bei Ming, and your words and deeds are related to Bei Ming's face. In the future, you should behave more carefully and don't let others talk about you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bei Gonglie threw up his sleeves and left.
Beigong Tengxiao turned around, bowed to Bei Gonglie who left quickly, and said: "My son, I would like to follow your father's teachings and send you off respectfully."
When Bei Gonglie disappeared, Chu Jiaoli sighed softly and said: "Thanks to His Highness, the Emperor already hates slaves."
Beigong Tengxiao gently raised the corners of his lips and said, "I just want you to see with your own eyes how he gave up on you."
Chu Jiaoli turned around and cleared away the tea and fruit tray on the table, and said: "Your Highness is not young anymore. You shouldn't have trouble with the Emperor because of this maid. It's not worth it."
Beigong Tengxiao chuckled and said: "If you don't do this, I will let you die in vain."
Chu Jiaoli paused slightly, raised her brows slightly, and said: "Your Highness, you mean that in order to save your life, Your Highness forcibly took this slave as your own?"
Bei Gong Tengxiao lifted up a strand of her smooth black hair and sniffed it carefully with the tip of his nose. The elegant fragrance of flowers was refreshing. A hint of joking flashed in his eyes and he said: "It would be a lie to say that I am not selfish. I am not
Saints are not that noble."
"I think so." Chu Jiaoli said with an indifferent expression: "His Highness just feels that with His Highness's status and charm, as long as you put a little effort into it, there will be no woman you can't get. However, you have to fall here with this slave, so you must have something in your heart."
Unwilling.
"With this competitive spirit at work, I want to know who is so bold and dares to steal His Highness's woman? How could I expect that it is the Ninth Five-year-old, Your Highness's biological father? What should I do?
"Fortunately, Your Highness is close to the water tower, so he decided to kill first and then show off. How does this feel like victory?"
Bei Gong Tengxiao reached out and grabbed her wrist, turned her around, and carried her to the table. He supported the edge of the table with both hands, looked down at her, raised his long eyebrows gently, and said in a slightly hoarse voice with a magnetic voice: "
Is this what you think of me?"
Chu Jiaoli raised her eyes, sighed softly, raised her hand to straighten a strand of his hair that was messed up by the wind, gently tucked it behind his ear, and said, "Then what can this slave think?"
Beigong Tengxiao raised his hand, wrapped his slightly cold hand with his broad warm palm, looked into her calm eyes, and said seriously: "Although I am not that noble, I am not that sinister."
Chu Jiaoli raised her eyebrows slightly and said casually: "In fact, the rice has become cooking. Your Highness does not need to explain any more. If this slave had the intention of blaming you, he should have cried, made trouble, and hanged himself long ago, right?"
Beigong Tengxiao raised his hand and stroked her head gently, saying: "No, there are some things I want you to know."
After saying that, he hugged her down, took her hand, and walked to the study.
A trace of confusion flashed in Chu Jiaoli's eyes. Is there any secret that she didn't know in her previous life?
Pushing open the door, Bei Gongteng walked towards the bookshelf, pulled out a scroll from a high place, placed it on the table and unfolded it carefully.
In the painting, there is a beautiful lady who has attracted the attention of the whole country. She has a graceful and graceful figure, a slender head with goose eyebrows, bright apricot eyes, a nose that looks like a gallbladder, and pink face and red lips.
She looked at the fairy-like beauty in the painting, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. This beauty was even worse than Concubine Ling, the former most beautiful woman in the imperial capital.
The strange thing is that the look between the eyebrows that reflects hers is somewhat similar to hers.
Looking at the slightly yellowed drawing paper, which seemed a bit old, she raised her eyebrows in confusion and said, "Who... is she?"
Beigong Tengxiao's eyes softened slightly, he raised his hand to caress the figure in the painting, sighed softly and said: "My queen mother."
Chu Jiaoli was slightly stunned, was this the late queen of Beiming?
Although she had heard about it, she had never seen her appearance, and there was no portrait of her hanging in the palace.
Beigong Tengxiao looked slightly disappointed and said: "Eleven years ago, the imperial palace announced that the queen mother died of illness, but in fact, she died at the hands of the emperor's father."
Hearing this, Chu Jiaoli suddenly opened her eyes wide. The image of Bei Gonglie cutting Concubine Ling's throat appeared in her mind. She swallowed subconsciously and listened carefully to Bei Gong Tengxiao's words.
"My queen mother is Princess Qinyang of the West Royal Kingdom. She and her father have known each other since they were young. They are childhood sweethearts and are of the same family. The two of them enjoy each other and are envious of others. Eleven years ago, Dongling and Beiming were at war. My father
The emperor was captured, and Beiming fell into darkness. When the mother heard the news, she rode her horse and whipped her whip to the frontier to rescue her father..."
