Chapter Twenty-Nine: Wan'er doesn't have to blame herself
Before night fell, there was still a bloody sunset on the horizon, lining the sky on one side. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Maybe it was because he didn't eat much at noon, but Lin Shixin was hungry before dinner, and his stomach kept rumbling in protest.
"Lu Qiao, I'm hungry, you go and help me prepare something to eat." Persisted for so long and was defeated.
"Princess...... The prince said that dinner will let you go to the back hall to eat. Lu Qiao stood there a little embarrassed, if she usually went to help the princess prepare a meal, but today the prince has this explanation.
The little woman frowned and looked at Lu Qiao puzzled, "What are you doing?" I'm not going! "She hadn't forgotten the last time that the stinky ice cube had made her soak her slender hands.
Lu Qiao pursed her lips and said with some hesitation: "Princess...... Yes, to catch the wind for Miss Mu. She always felt that the princess didn't like that Miss Mu very much, and she didn't know if it was her delusion.
When Lin Shixin heard this, the whole person was not good in an instant, and his face was full of resistance, "I don't want to go." After finishing speaking, he felt that this was inappropriate, "You told the prince that I was not feeling well and could not go." ”
"Princess...... Aren't you hungry? Lu Qiao asked tentatively.
yes, she's still hungry! You can't go without eating, right? Lin Shixin's big eyes turned around twice, and he smiled flatteringly at Lu Qiao: "Can you help me go to the dining room to get some food?" ”
The big watery eyes seemed to be able to breathe people's souls, and Lu Qiao almost nodded when he saw it, "No, princess, the prince said that I want you to go over and have dinner together in the evening, and ...... And the prince gave an order, and now all the dishes in the dining room are prepared for dinner, and anyone ...... You can't move. ”
Lin Shixin's face collapsed suddenly, and his small mouth pursed slightly, hum, if you don't eat, you won't eat, won't you just eat tonight? Anyway, I can eat it tomorrow, so I'll put up with it today. The little woman stroked her flat belly sadly.
"Tell the prince that I am not feeling well and cannot be accompanied." After speaking, Lin Shixin ran to the bed, took off his shoes and clothes and drilled into the bed.
Lu Qiao looked at her princess a little helplessly, weighed it again and again, and decided to go to the prince.
When Lu Qiao saw the prince, Concubine Wan was also there, and after thinking about it, she respectfully said to Xuan Yuehua: "Lord, the princess is in poor health, and I am afraid that she will not be able to attend dinner, so the special slave maid came to inform." ”
Hearing this, Xuan Yuehua's sword eyebrows twisted slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, did this woman think he was a three-year-old child? Complexion in the morning, but now you are sick? She is the only one who can think of such a bad reason.
Wanyun was happy in her heart, she wished that the cheap woman would not come, she felt disgusted when she saw the woman's coy appearance, but she pretended to be nervous and said: "Why can't my sister take care of herself, it's a pity that I don't have snow lotus now, otherwise I can make soup for my sister to recuperate." After speaking, he lowered his head and showed a look of self-blame.
The man's eyes flashed, and his big hand gently held Wanyun's jade hand, and said in an intimate tone: "Wan'er doesn't have to blame herself, it's none of your business if the princess is not well." ”
Wan Yun bit her lip lightly, looked at the man's eyes with some water, and then nodded gently.
Lu Qiao hung her head to the side, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, but she really knew how to pretend, if it wasn't for the princess not letting her tell the truth, she would have to denounce this woman in front of the prince.