Wei Qing was shocked into a cold sweat, and after reacting, he hurriedly turned around, and at the same time opened his bow left and right to remove a few expensive beads on his head.

"Shells!"

She called out quietly and urgently, and the palace maid hurriedly bypassed the screen to block in front of her.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Wei Qing's back, except for fear, he was still afraid.

What happened to the emperor's concubine when she was seen by a foreign man!

Especially the unreported private meeting between her and Matsutsuki.

Whether it is according to the law, according to the palace rules or according to the emperor's character, it will be reduced to three levels in a row, and the parents will be affected at the worst.

If Li Siyuan knew, not only her, but everyone present would not be punished.

She shouldn't have relented in the first place, and agreed to the little prince!

Fortunately, fortunately, Li Chongxuan knew that it was unreasonable to let Xiu Yi be the cook, and there were only four people in this room: Li Chongxuan, Wei Qing, Song Yue and Shell.

Wei Qing gritted her teeth, if it really happened, she would have to take responsibility, so that the emperor could listen to the plea of the second prince.

No matter how bad it is, he will beg Shen Qingjun to intercede with His Majesty, if Shen Qingjun comes forward, at least it will not affect his family...... I'm just so sorry for her.

Wei Qing had prepared for the worst in her mind, her chest rose and fell uneasily, her shoulders trembled slightly, and the pearl hairpin in her hand almost failed to clench.

The little prince is not stupid, he is just a child who is usually spoiled by everyone on the spur of the moment, if he didn't really regard Wei Qing and Songyue as close people, he wouldn't have such a brain-just behavior.

He understood his words and deeds thoroughly, but he still had some childish temperament, he was afraid that Wei Qing would be angry because of this matter, and he didn't dare to open his mouth to be coquettish, knowing that he had done something wrong, he immediately fell silent and stared at the tip of his shoe, without saying a word.

Song Yue looked at the restless little prince and didn't say anything to him.

His Royal Highness is a prince after all, how dare a slave reprimand his master?

What's more, he already knows that he is wrong, and only looks at that one... Are you willing to take the initiative to reconcile with him?

Songyue shifted his attention to Wei Qing, who had grown up in a slave art workshop and had to learn how to serve nobles, and knew the precious silk and satin well.

Although Wei Qing hurriedly removed the bead hairpin, what was left behind was not ordinary-everyone in the palace had their own supplies, and although Wei Qing was deliberately quiet, he couldn't find a few cheap clothes from his closet.

The shell had just been called by Wei Qing to block her back, but at this time, it was standing beside Wei Qing again—after all, it seemed that it was too much to cover up here.

The water-colored clothes gradually faded from the inside out, like the lakes he had ever seen.

The fabric in the middle is indistinguishable, the gown is indeed Shuanggong silk, on which the auspicious clouds are faintly visible, white embroidered water waves, the skirt is gold, through the tulle of the waist shirt, the skirt is faintly visible.

Cook? The cook can't afford such good clothes.

Seeing her subconsciously turning around, she knew that this noble man must know the rules.

Song Yue extinguished her thoughts, lowered her eyebrows, but saw the soup pot on the table that had not had time to be taken away.

Suddenly I felt a strange feeling in my heart.

Zeng said that the beauty has a heart, but the water is ruthless?

The most beautiful flowers have bloomed on the tip of her tongue, just because of this woman who really understands her situation and cooks for herself......

When I wake up in the middle of the night, I rarely recall those overly greasy tonic soups and water-like slave food.

It can be regarded as a "life-saving grace".

Songyue is not the most favored celebrity, but she is fortunate to be selected by the Queen Mother as a companion because of her skin, living in the most corner of the courtyard, living comfortably, and has forgotten the rules.

He took a small step forward.

Matsuki didn't intend to overstep the rules, but just to comfort the bitter lord for His Highness's mistakes.

His gaze fell silently on Wei Qing's trembling back, and he ignored Wei Qing's somewhat messy woman's hair bun in a trance.

Matsuki didn't think about it, just to repay the grace of saving his life, and wanted to pay a much lighter reward than being a cow and a horse.

The voice was gentle, like the wind and the moon: "Is the girl okay?" ”

As if there was a call from a kraken, there was a gravitational pull of the apple that would inevitably fall to the side of Wei Qing's face, and his eyes were red.

"Don't be afraid, girl."

The method of coaxing people has been unfamiliar for a long time, and Songyue only subconsciously comforted a few words, and then she didn't know what to do.

Who said that a woman who is extroverted and has means on weekdays does not have a girlish heart?

At this time, I am most afraid of someone coaxing me.

For no reason, Wei Qing suddenly felt aggrieved, her lips trembled twice, she couldn't say anything, and the tears slid down her face happily.

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The screen was erected again, and a few small footprints appeared out of thin air on the white background, abrupt and panicked, like a cornice walking on a wall and rising in the air.

The shells were guarding outside the door, and Matsuki was left alone, sitting in a chair, expressionless, listening to the whimper.

On the other side, the little prince sat on Wei Qing's lap, one big and one small, although they stopped their tears, they still couldn't help sobbing, and they couldn't talk properly at all.

A cultivator and a prince, his eyes are swollen like walnuts, and he doesn't look at each other, but he hugs them quite tightly.

said that just now, Wei Qing couldn't help but cry because of Songyue's two sentences that added up to only ten words, which was actually caused by the environment.

However, this scene happened to be witnessed by Li Chongxuan, who raised his head and wanted to apologize.

The child cried on the spot!

Hug your head and cry!

Particularly aggrieved!

The little short legs walked quickly, entered the milk swallow and threw themselves into the forest, and "rubbed" into Wei Qing's arms, and began to feel wronged, and the little head shrugged and shrugged.

The scene suddenly became awkward.

Wei Qing stiffly turned her head and looked at Song Yue, who was stuck in her smile, with two tear stains on her face, pulling out an indescribable skin smile.

Then he buried his head and began to cry retaliatorily, crying more aggrieved than the little prince.

I didn't make a sound, and I was embarrassed to make a sound, but I looked more aggrieved, and the tears were in a string, and they fell down.

The big beads and small beads almost all fell on the top of the little prince's head, deeply invading the bun that had just been pulled up, and there was a rush to give the child a salted brain flower.

Wei Qing is also wronged, she has no face to see people!

Simply......

Anyway, compared to crying, few women lose to their children.

Shell and Matsutsuki tacitly dedicate their eyes to the culprit's screen, and then hold it up with the edge left and right.

The shell silently withdrew from the door, leaving only Songyue with a look of "It's not easy for you, keep going".

Songyue sat on a chair, put her hand on her forehead, and began to think about life with a surround two-channel high-bass chorus.

On the other side of the screen, Wei Qing, who had already lost her face, began to give up on herself, and began the first hearty emotional explosion of physiological tears since entering the palace.

What kind of iniquity has been created!