Although Zhao Jing didn't say it clearly, Jiang Miao and Zhao Mingzhen were basically sure.
He just likes Xu Zilan.
Jiang Miaohe should be happy because her cousin liked his best sister. This was a good thing and she should be happy. However, she kept frowning on the carriage back home. Shen Yanqing stared back whenever she wanted to ask.
He was helpless and couldn't figure out Miao Ya's thoughts, so he could only keep his mouth shut and stay by her side silently as much as possible not to offend her.
After returning to Shen's house, Jiang Miao got off the carriage and asked Qingwei to make her a pot of chrysanthemum tea so that she could clear the fire.
Shen Yanqing waved Qinglian away, personally helped her untie her cloak, put it on the screen, and stuffed a hand stove to warm her hands. He worked meticulously, and Jiang Miao was usually lazy. When she got home, she lay down on a chair. He will take care of everything.
At this time, Jiang Miao changed into her home clothes and nestled on the imperial concubine's couch, her face tightly wrinkled by the fire at her feet. Shen Yanqing couldn't help but stepped forward to give her a squeeze, and then held her in her arms.
"You shouldn't be happy that the Emperor likes Madam Xu. Why are you looking so sad, like a little old lady..."
He pinched Jiang Miao's face. The fair face was like a glutinous rice dumpling. Shen Yanqing was so excited that he pinched it in his hand and rubbed it casually. Jiang Miao was so angry that she pinched him. Her cheeks turned red and her almond-shaped eyes were moist. It didn't look like he was angry, but more like he was seduced. Shen Yanqing's eyes suddenly darkened, and his fingertips turned from pinching to rubbing.
Hmm...he wanted to kiss her.
Shen Yanqing pinched her chin, trying to push her down.
The man's handsome face was right in front of him, and Jiang Miao slapped him in the face.
"Crack!"
Her strength was not strong, and her delicate little hands were warmed in the hand stove for a while, and her face felt warm after being slapped on it.
Shen Yanqing tilted her body and her face turned dark.
When Jiang Miao was angry, he looked like a little old lady, hum, a little old man!
The little lady pouted and was angry, and Shen Yanqing didn't dare to have any more charming thoughts.
"The emperor is majestic, virtuous and loving. He is a rare gentleman. He and Madam Xu are a perfect match. It would be a good thing if they really become a couple."
Shen Yanqing was not a gossip. Xu Zilan was a good friend of Jiang Miao, so he made some objective comments from an outsider's perspective.
"Hey, it's just that it's so good that I feel sad."
Jiang Miao sighed and hugged the stove tighter.
"Sister Lan didn't marry a man from an aristocratic family because of the gap in family status, and there are many wives and concubines in this aristocratic family. A good person like Sister Lan shouldn't be trapped in the back house, jealous of a group of women. You said she can't even marry an ordinary aristocratic family. I don’t even want to get married, and there are three thousand beauties in the harem, so how can Sister Lan be willing to enter the palace?”
As soon as you enter the palace gate, it is as deep as the sea, and it becomes even more difficult to get out from there.
Xu Zilan was running her own business, so there was nothing wrong with what she wanted to do with the money in her hands. They had even made an appointment to go on a trip together in this great country, and they couldn't think of anything else so they went to the harem to compete with a bunch of women for favor.
Entering the palace is a good thing for others, but Jiang Miao knows Xu Zilan's temper, so she will definitely avoid it. What she is afraid of now is that Zhao Jing will use her power to suppress others and force Xu Zilan to enter the palace.
With a cousin on one side and a good sister on the other, Jiang Miaochou's head was getting bigger.
After Shen Yanqing heard the reason, he felt that it was expected.
Neither Xu Zilan nor Zhao Mingzhen would be a concubine. They and Jiang Miao became best friends precisely because they have the same freedom and ease.
"The emperor is not someone who takes things by force. If Madam Xu doesn't want to, he won't force her to enter the palace."
"I hope so."
Compared to Zhao Jing, Jiang Miao still sides with her little sister.
"After talking about other people's things, should we also talk about the two of us?"
Shen Yanqing came over. There were light fingerprints on his face, which were particularly conspicuous on the white jade face.
The distance between the two of them was only one palm, and Jiang Miao could still smell the alcohol on his breath. Shen Yanqing only drank a small glass, and it didn't smell bad. It was just that the alcohol evaporated in the warm room, and Jiang Miao felt that she was My head was also dizzy and a little drunk.
"I...what do we need?"
Her eyes were timid and naive, and Shen Yanqing could no longer suppress the desire in her heart.
"Miaoya, don't think about others here, please look at me more, okay?"
Shen Yanqing pointed his finger on her heart, and Jiang Miao couldn't help but feel numb. She looked at the man's dark eyes, bit her lip and nodded, "Okay."
Goblin!
Shen Yanqing was so attracted by her eyes that he almost lost his armor. He admitted that he was just stingy and jealous. He wished Jiang Miao only had him in her heart. These days, either Jiang Zhe or Zhao Jing, a bunch of people Jiang Miao had to worry about everything, even the time for the two of them to be intimate.
If Jiang Miao knew what he was thinking, she would definitely understand that this bitch man was not satisfied with his desires.
However, Shen Yan was young and energetic, and was trained by her. She enjoyed it most of the time, so naturally he would not refuse Jiang Miao if he wanted her.
It was freezing cold outside, but the room was as warm as spring. Clothes were thrown off the couch one by one, and a thin, white and tender foot stretched out from the quilt and kicked the calf of the man beside him.
"There is a brazier down there, go and hang up the clothes."
Jiang Miao revealed her hibiscus face from the quilt, and her tone was urgent. She didn't want to get busy and start a fire next to the bed, and then attract the servants. That would be really embarrassing.
Shen Yanqing was having a passionate kiss when he was suddenly kicked by her. His body felt swollen and painful. His eyes were full of helplessness. The arrow was already on the string. Miaoya could still remember the time when her clothes caught fire. He didn't know how to praise her. Still angry with her.
However, he did not dare to respond to Jiang Miao's instructions. Shen Yanqing picked up the clothes on the ground and threw them all on the screen with a flick of his hand. If not for this time, he would not have known that he was so accurate.
Shen Yan glanced at the ground and saw no more fallen clothes. He opened the quilt and got in. Jiang Miao smiled like a flower and stretched out her arms to wrap around the man's neck.
On the small imperial concubine's couch, the two of them hugged each other tightly, and they were extraordinarily charming. The little maids in the corridor walked quietly, for fear of shocking the people in the room.
The man had been jealous for so long and found it all on the bed. Jiang Miao was at odds with him at first, but later she couldn't stand it any longer and he tossed her over and spread the pancakes.
You're careless, this bitch is in good health, he looks a bit like a frail scholar.
As expected of the male protagonist, the accessories are all the same. This kind of blessing is really hard to bear.
"Ms. sir, I'm tired..."
Her body was sore and limp, and even her fingers had no strength.
There were still tears in the corners of Jiang Miao's eyes. Her voice was sore and hoarse, which made the man even more angry.
"Be good, you'll be fine soon."
Nothing the dog man said on the bed was true, and Jiang Miao was so angry that she pinched him.
"If you continue to be so ignorant, what will you do if you become weak in the future?"
After hearing the woman's words, Shen Yanqing's face turned as black as a piece of coal, and her body was like a violent storm. He gritted his teeth and said.
