Chapter 220: Three days! Bet on your eternal life 7
Chen Su'er glanced at the exquisite small pastries in the plate of thru-flowered flowers. He liked to eat hawthorns and fruits, but he rarely ate pastries. He still pinched a small piece of pastries and tried to put them in his mouth. I chewed it, chewed it for a while, and it seemed to be chatting casually: "It tastes good. Tell me something serious. Today I went to Tianzhu to meet Concubine Xiao. The specific situation... I guess you have heard of it too."
"You said you came back and reported to me, but you didn't say it, how could I know?"
"...Master, let's not play the puzzle." She was so embarrassed that she didn't want to pretend, but he pretended to her! What kind of world is it?
A faint smile vaguely hung on the corner of Murong Jing's mouth.
"Your Majesty, does Concubine Xiao have a very special fragrance?" Chen Su'er tried to ask.[
Actually, there should be no need to ask more. As the emperor, he would not believe whether his wife had any fragrance on her body. Unless he had never been to Concubine Xiao's bed, would he not know? No! Concubine Xiao is said to Concubine Xiao He was pregnant with a child.
"Yes, it feels very comfortable to smell it." Murong Jing admitted, "It is precisely because of this that she would agree to enter the palace and be named a concubine."
"And, it's quite favored..." Chen Su'er answered for Murong Jing.
Murong Jing was stunned and laughed. "Queen, are you jealous?"
"Not that hobby."
"Haha..." The atmosphere was very harmonious due to Murong Jing's hearty smile.
Chen Su'er didn't change at all, her expression calmed down, but she didn't laugh. On the contrary, Murong Jing's good mood seemed abrupt, strange and inexplicable. After a pause, she continued, "But that day... I was not here. The assassin smelled it.”
Murong Jing smiled and asked seriously: "Some words can't be said casually."
"Some farts can't be put out casually, I know..."
"Spray!..." Murong Jing couldn't help laughing!
"Your Majesty! You can't vomit some saliva at will!" I was so angry!
Chen Su'er almost jumped up and stared at Murong Jing fiercely. Her little face was so sad that it was almost wrinkled. She quickly wiped her cheeks with her sleeves.