Qixie was behind and said calmly: "Queen, do you want to take a rest?"
"No need!" Qing Linngling dragged Qixie to the pavilion on the high rockery in the Imperial Garden, and muttered: "Hurry up, wait a minute, Your Majesty, you will definitely be happy."
When they got to the pavilion, they could see all the flowers in the imperial garden.
Qixie looked down and couldn't help but sigh: "I haven't enjoyed the flowers so well for a long time. They are so beautiful! But, what does this have to do with the matters the Queen is handling?"
"Of course there is a connection." Qing Linngling pointed downward, and then said to Qixie: "Your Majesty, look!"
Qixie frowned, and then her face gradually became a little ugly.
In the distance, many, many women came, dressed in bright purple and red, looking pretty among the flowers.
All of them have skin as beautiful as snow. All of them have slender waists. All of them are as beautiful as flowers.
How many times can such a beautiful scenery be experienced in this world?
Qixie looked at Qing Linngling. However, what does such a painstaking arrangement have to do with Qing Linngling's handling of the birth of a child?
"You want me to see what women do!"
Qixie couldn't explain why, but she always felt vaguely unhappy in her heart!
If it is true, Qing Linngling did this to recommend another woman. However, that man can tolerate his wife and send himself into the arms of others!
"Your Majesty, do you think those women are beautiful?" Qing Linngling didn't seem to notice Qixie's displeasure. She pulled Qixie's sleeve and asked.