Chapter 11 Is the Queen Moving?
"Hehe, I see, he deceived you so much? Jinshu is really calculating! Roujia, he lied to you, to me, to everyone! Roujia, you are the princess of the Great Yan Dynasty, and I am the son of Zuo Xiang, my sister-in-law should have entered the harem, but he made a plan and sent him to make peace for you! He also caused you to lose your memory and blocked the news of the harem, so that people could not listen to it. If it weren't for his father's earlier protΓ©gΓ© who risked his life to deliver the news in this team, he was afraid that he would have to hide from the world! β
Song Zi'an scarlet eyes, looking directly at the queen, those chaotic thoughts that could not be cut out instantly came to mind, and the way of respecting the monarch and patriotism taught by his father since he was a child was all left behind, if he wanted to serve such a monarch, then he had read the sage book for more than ten years in vain.
How worthy of a private villain like Jin Shu?
"Ridiculous!"
The queen was shocked when she heard this, she held her heart strongly, reprimanded Song Zi'an angrily, and took advantage of her unpreparedness to break free from the shackles and flee in a panic.
As soon as she hid in the brocade quilt, Jin Roujia flushed her face and gasped for a few moments, before she stirred up a few bells in a distraught, pretending to have just woken up and called the maid to freshen up. A steady pace sounded in the hall, she had no time to listen, and her thoughts were all mixed up by Song Zi'an's words.
The broad chest carried the cool breeze outside the hall, sticking to her back, and her voice was dyed with a smile: "Zitong slept well?" β
"Concubines are good."
The queen stiffened suddenly, her heart pounded wildly, and then she lowered her head and eyes, leaning softly on Jin Shu's chest, just as nothing happened.
The tip of his nose was full of fragrant fragrance, Jin Shu's eyes darkened, and his restless big palm stroked his thin waist.
"Your Majesty......"
The queen struggled slightly.
I was tired last night, and I sneaked out of the palace in the morning to listen to the play and met Song Zi'an, I was physically and mentally exhausted, how could I still bear it?
She hurriedly tightened her placket, and between the movements, her neckline was wide open, and the blue marks on her shoulders were all visible to Jinshu.
"What's going on here?"
The queen was shocked, her hands unconsciously kneaded and wrinkled her clothes, her mind was full of thoughts, her teeth bit her pale lips, and she lowered her head to make that delicate and embarrassing appearance, and coquettishly looked at Jin Shu behind her.
"Concubine...... It wasn't His Majesty who made it, so why did he ask the concubine? β
"Oh, it's not mine, then I'll apologize to Jiaojiao."
When the dumb maids outside heard this, they all quietly withdrew......
"What's wrong with the Queen?"
"No, no. Only when the queen went to the small kitchen to make soup for His Majesty, can the subordinates stop it? β
"No, let's go down."
"Whoa."
Jin Shu sat lazily on the chair, and there was a stack of folds on the table in front of him.
His eyebrows furrowed, and his fingertips pinched his brow to relieve fatigue.
The two blue marks of a few days ago were still like a mist in his heart.
However, there have been a lot of court events in the past few days, and he has no time to take care of it, so he only instructed the secret guard to keep an eye on the queen at all times.
"Your Majesty, that Song Shilang has been waiting outside the palace for a long time, but he wants to summon him?"
Lu An said carefully, and Jin Shu rubbed his eyebrows. γ
Yes, he forgot about such a person.
"No, let him go."
"Song Shilang said that he was waiting outside the palace, and His Majesty was willing to leave when he saw him."
Lu An wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, and Song Shilang was stubborn, and he couldn't use all kinds of exhortations.
However, Emperor Longwei, he couldn't afford to offend, so he had to find a good excuse to persuade both sides: "The queen mother will make soup in a while, do you think of it, Your Majesty?" β