Chapter Twenty-Six: Either talk about the question of who sits in the world
In the Ning Xiangyuan in the backyard of Cining Palace, Yan Chuqi invited the two of them to sit on her shop, and her tone was very excited, "Recently, the concubine Niangniang has been kind to me, and she also said that she will send fruits and snacks every day. The little girl smiled crookedly, like a child with honey.
Fan Ying sat on the shop and fidgeted a little, this person next to him is the king of a country, or the king of the strongest country in the seven countries, is this considered an equal? Also, he always felt that the eyes of the people around him were like knives, and he had scraped himself several times, but every time he looked at Emperor Chenzong, the emperor had a friendly smile on his face, and he even suspected that something was wrong with his feelings.
Wan Qiyan was grinding his teeth secretly at the beginning, when will anyone be able to go to his partner's bed? No, no, no, it's sitting, sitting. Wan Qian Yanchu hurriedly straightened his crooked heart, and then shot a few eye knives at Fan Ying, who didn't have any eyesight. Fan Ying felt that his scalp was numb again, and suddenly his whole body was cold again.
Yan Chuqi didn't know what the two of them were thinking at all, she was appreciating her plating. It is still a crystal clear grape, as well as peaches, which should belong to the late-ripening kind, and the most attractive thing is actually the red watermelon cut into a pulp, and I don't know where the concubine got this good watermelon, not a seasonal fruit, but it can be eaten so refreshingly, it is completely a luxury.
The other dish is dim sum, white osmanthus cake, bright pink rose sugar, orange orange jelly, each of which is extremely delicate and beautiful, very seductive, at least Yan Chuqi feels like this. When the other two saw this, they just looked like they were normal, and they didn't start to fork a piece with a skewer very face-savingly.
Yan Chuqi didn't care about this, moved a chair and sat down at the small table on the extremely narrow bed, and began to eat non-stop, the little girl's mouth was stuffed with food, like a cute hamster hiding food.
Yan Chuqi chewed a few bites, poured a bowl of green plum fruit tea to moisten his throat, and then continued to speak, "Today, I specially invite the two of you to come to the contemptible room to talk about important matters, but I don't want to delay a lot of time because of something on the road, I hope that Fan Gongzi will atone for his sins!" Yan Chuqi played an official tone, but his serious appearance always had a hint of amusement, and the corners of Wan Qiyan's mouth rose slightly unconsciously.
But after listening to all the words, Wan Qiyan was not calm at the beginning, and the upward arc froze there, but there was no way to bloom bigger. He asked a little angrily, "Why didn't you apologize to me?" After saying that, I felt a little strange, so I was annoyed and angry. Yan Chuqi naturally saw the change in his expression, and cut out, "Cut, you're embarrassed to say, who let you marry so many little wives?" It's just a matter of competing for favor every day, and it always hurts the innocent. If this matter had been changed to someone else today, I am afraid that it would have died in the hands of that concubine. ”