323.
Shan Qingyun was silent for a second and silently closed her mouth.
Okay, I can't mess with it.
You'll thank me later.
Ye Jiu pulled the sleeve of the Beigong Sacrifice and said helplessly: "Okay, don't threaten Xiaoyun." ”
Then she said to Shan Qingyun: "Remember to increase the power of the medicine a little, and let the prime minister and the empress have more contact recently, so that it will be ......."
Before she could finish speaking, her sleeve was pulled.
Ye Jiu was helpless against them: "Okay, okay, I know, don't say it." ”
Ye Jiu picked up the chopsticks and picked up a dish for him, and when she saw that the other gaze was also looking at her closely, she reluctantly picked up another dish.
——
The Imperial Palace, the Taihe Palace
"Queen Mother, why did you call me here?" The Empress looked coldly at the man sitting in the chair.
Although I can't wait to get rid of him immediately, I still have to make a show in front of outsiders.
The Queen Mother stirred the soup, scooped a spoonful with a spoon, and put it in her mouth.
"Of course, I invited the emperor to come up and taste the fresh soup."
The empress walked over and sat down on the chair opposite him: "Doesn't the queen mother call me to come for lunch every day, just stay at lunch, why bother to make a big fuss." ”
As she spoke, she also served herself a bowl.
Because she saw the Queen Mother drinking it just now, she was very relieved about this soup.
Seeing that the empress drank the soup, the corners of the queen mother's lips rose slightly and said unhurriedly: "The soup is still fresh and delicious." ”
The Empress drank the soup unhurriedly on her face, but secretly vigilant in her heart.
She suddenly couldn't understand what the Queen Mother wanted to do.
——
After lunch, Yejiu went back to the house.
Luo Ziyan's resentful eyes looked at Ye Jiu faintly, and Ye Jiu silently moved closer to the Beigong Sacrifice.
Luo Ziyan stared at it for a while, and suddenly snorted coldly: "The wife doesn't go home." Jiangsu Literature Network
Ye Jiu opened his mouth: "I ......"
Before he finished speaking, he was directly interrupted.
"My wife doesn't come home."
“……”
What should she say? What can she say?
Luo Ziyan stared at Ye Jiu for a while, and said quietly: "I hate my wife the most." ”
Then he ran away.
Yejiu: ......
Temper tantrum?
This one ran away, and there were five other people staring at each other, and Ye Jiu silently hid behind the Beigong Sacrifice: "You two protect me, I'm afraid." ”
Beigong Sai touched her head, and the phoenix eyes smiled: "The two of us can't beat the five of them." ”
So it's useless to protect it.
"If the wife does something wrong, the wife has to bear it." The Beigong Festival was very ruthless.
Yejiu: I can't even protect myself, so what use do I want you to do?
"I can't afford it, or you can help me bear a little." Ye Jiu looked at them with a hopeful gaze.
Nalan Rongzhi touched her head, and then pushed her over: "I still have something to do with Beigong Zhengjun, so I won't accompany my wife, my wife has a good time." ”
Ye Jiumu had a wooden face and looked at the five beautiful men in front of him in despair.
It's happy, but it's not necessarily who is happy.
Ye Jiu silently stretched out her hand and hugged Jun Mohan, who was closest to her, with a wooden face: "Play lightly, don't play badly, I'm still a person." "Not a doll.
Jun Mohan's eyes darkened, and the corners of his mouth rose: "Okay, let's play slowly-slowly." ”
Ye Jiu couldn't help but shudder.
——
Nalan Rongzhi and Beigong Sacrifice had been missing for a few days, and when they returned, Ye Jiu and several others were sitting in Ye Jiu's room.
Beigong Sai and Nalan Rongzhi looked at the pink cutie in Jun Mohan's arms, and raised their eyebrows: "You really put it on for your wife." ”
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