"Uncle, I got up late today..." Qingyi smiled and walked forward to Demi. He looked at Demi with a smile and said, "Auntie, the seat you are sitting on belongs to me. You can
Give way?"
When Demi heard this, her face immediately turned ugly and she looked at Ling Aojue.
Ling Aojue raised his eyes and glanced at Qingyi, and said calmly, "Were you unreasonable to Mi'er yesterday?"
Qingyi's heart skipped a beat and she looked at Ling Aojue in surprise, "Uncle, I..."
"Apologize!"
Ling Aojue's tone was very calm, but it made Qing Yileng's whole body tremble. The uncle actually asked her to apologize?
"King, I'm fine with my concubine, Xiaoxiao is just a child."
Demi's words just added fuel to the fire.
Concubine?
Yesterday, she still claimed to be a daughter of the people. Is it true that her uncle, like her father, married another woman and started to find her troublesome?
Seeing Demi's triumphant smile as she lowered her eyes, Qingyi felt that the blood in her body was boiling.
"Auntie, I was wrong, I shouldn't have been rude to you!" Qingyi gritted her teeth and endured. She was angry, but not with Daimi, but with Ling Aojue.
Hold on, the little girl can go to heaven, and she can go to hell as well!
"Hey, Xiaoxiao, look at you, my aunt has never blamed you." Demi exclaimed in a low voice, flattered, and hurriedly stood up, with a smile on her face, and said more appropriately, "Come on.
, since this is your seat, there is no reason for Auntie to take it by force."
Demi thought that Qingyi would definitely not sit down at this time, but she really underestimated Qingyi, so she sat down with Qingyi, staring at Ling Aojue with bright eyes.
Ling Aojue frowned slightly as he was stared at by Qingyi's jealous eyes. He put down his chopsticks with a "pop" sound, stood up, and said to Demi, "Mi'er, come with me for a walk!"
Ling Aojue left, taking Demi with him, leaving Qingyi alone in the room.
Qingyi looked at the table full of gluttonous food, picked up the chopsticks, and poked at them. The uncle had indeed got a concubine, so he didn't want her anymore!
Hate her so much? Do you really hate her that much?
Qingyi tugged at the corner of his mouth. Due to excessive exertion, his unhealed wrist was bleeding again.
Qingyi put down his chopsticks, stood up, and walked out.
Seeing that Qingyi was in a bad mood, Xiaomei didn't dare to speak and just followed her quietly.
When Qingyi was in a bad mood, she wanted to find someone to quarrel with. As she walked, she saw Jun Moli's residence. She thought that although Jun Moli had saved her, he was always sarcastic towards her, and she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
With a sly smile, if you don’t vent your anger to him, who can you vent your anger to?
Pushing Xiaomei away, Qingyi walked toward the pear garden alone.
The pear blossoms were scattered, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.
Qingyi walked slowly along the path, but saw that the opera garden was closed tightly. She pushed the door and walked in. It was empty inside. I don't know when, but the place was already - empty?
Qingyi sat in the courtyard for the whole afternoon, and Jun Moli never came back. Feeling the breeze and the fragrance of flowers around him, Qingyi's mood gradually calmed down, and he thought about many things.
As night falls, the palace compound lights up with sparks.
Qingyi stood up and looked at the closed door. She was in a better mood now. There was no need to wait for Jun Moli to come back and quarrel with him. She stretched, yawned, and walked back to Qingyi Pavilion.