Chapter 529: False Propositions
Zhou Qing was afraid of losing his life and didn't dare to speak.
After a few hesitations, Zhou Shiren imagined in his heart that if someone took a fancy to his woman, he was afraid that he would strangle that person to death.
Thinking from different positions, it is possible for Qi Changrong to strangle himself to death.
Perhaps, with the means of the prince of the East Palace to kill people without seeing blood, in the end, it is very likely that he will not even know how to die.
However, if you miss this opportunity, you don't know when you will have to wait for the next one.
Zhou Shiren gritted his teeth, and knelt on the ground without saying a word.
Seeing this, Qi Changrong raised his eyebrows, although he had guessed what he wanted to say, he didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.
Zhou Shiren took a deep breath, and finally got ready to speak, but Junchen rushed in front of him and said lightly: "It's time for lunch, what do you want to say, wait until after lunch." β
Zhou Shiren: "......"
He knelt for nothing together?
Also entangled in vain?
After listening to Junchen's words, Qi Changrong was reasonable, and his jaw bowed.
Seeing them walking forward without saying a word, Zhou Shiren had no choice but to quickly get up and follow carefully, complaining countless times in his heart, and finally held back in his heart, not daring to say more.
During lunch, Zhou Shiren was extremely excited and diligently introduced various dishes to Qi Changrong.
"Your Highness, this is the crispy duck in the house, the crispy and fragrant taste is excellent, you can try it."
"Your Highness, this is a wild vegetable in the mountains, born and raised without a trace of impurities, it is very crisp, you can try it."
"Your Highness, this is the chicken soup stewed with old ginseng, which nourishes blood and nourishes qi, Your Highness has a lot of opportunities, but you have to make up for it."
In the end, in the face of a large table of dishes, Shen Cong'an's movements on his hands paused, and when he looked at Zhou Shiren's hind legs, it was quite difficult to swallow.
He hadn't seen Zhou Shiren like this for a long time, as if he wanted to become someone's leg pendant, how could it be described by a dog's leg?
Shen Cong'an, who couldn't stand it anymore, had to put down the jade chopsticks in his hand, frowned and said, "Shiren, if you can't eat in peace, why don't you take the job of the cloth food servant?" β
There were a few people seated, only Qi Changrong was standing next to a trembling housekeeper, and the rest of them were all using chopsticks to support themselves.
Just said those nonsense, Zhou Shiren didn't have time to eat a few bites, and when he heard this, he immediately wanted to quarrel with Shen Cong'an, who was standing and talking without back pain.
However, soon, reason returned, and in order to leave a good impression in front of the prince of the East Palace, he had to swallow this breath aggrievedly.
"Brother Shen, this crispy duck is very much to your liking, eat more."
Ducks in the river, quack.
Shen Cong'an understood what he meant from Zhou Shiren's eyes.
The delicious duck meat instantly becomes unspeakable.
Just when he raised his eyebrows and was about to open his mouth to go back, Junchen gently knocked on the edge of the bowl, made a crisp sound, and frowned and said, "Eat without words." β
As soon as these words came out, the two made a truce.
Zhou Shiren also retracted his careful thoughts, pursed his lips and said no more.
After the meal, Qi Changrong held the consumption tea, looked at Zhou Shiren, who wanted to speak and stopped, and asked slowly: "Zhou Qing is at this time." β
Zhou Shiren, who had already prepared and was unwilling to continue to delay after several twists and turns, immediately knelt on the ground: "The grass people have something to ask for. β
"Oh? can make Zhou Qing open his mouth to beg for loneliness, but loneliness is a little curious, what is the matter. β
Hearing this, Zhou Shiren stubbornly said: "The grass people are cheeky, I want to ask His Royal Highness to pull the red line for the grass people and find a loving wife for the grass people." β
As soon as these words came out, Qi Changrong and Junchen glanced at each other, and the former raised his eyebrows and said: "Zhou Qing Yushu is in the wind, he is in the prime of life, he is a rare beautiful man, if he wants to marry a wife, there must be more girls who go forward and follow, and want to enter Zhou Qing's eyes, why did Zhou Qing seek to be in front of Lonely's eyes?" β
Hearing this, Zhou Shiren replied stiffly: "Because this person has a special identity. β
Seeing that he didn't say a few words, he was already self-conscious, Qi Changrong pretended to be surprised: "It turns out that Wen Qing already has a sweetheart?" β
"Yes." Zhou Shiren nodded with a stiff neck, looking at Qi Changrong's eyes.
"Does this man know Lonely?"
"Yes." Zhou Shiren: "His Royal Highness not only knows this person, but also knows him very well, and ......" may still like it."
"In this way, Lone probably knows who Zhou Qing is talking about." Qi Changrong paused, half-squinted and said dangerously: "It's not Miss Zhao, it's a lonely concubine." β
Hearing Miss Zhao, Zhou Shiren subconsciously looked at Junchen.
The latter's face was cold.
Zhou Shiren retracted his eyes: "Don't dare to think about Miss Zhao." β
"That's the summer servant." Qi Changrong sneered, and the patterns on the teacup on his fingers rubbed slowly, although he did not show anger, he seemed to be offended, dangerous and indifferent.
Zhou Shiren naturally knew that he coveted other people's wives, and he was really not a gentleman, and he was even more ashamed for a while.
Seeing him behave like this, Shen Cong'an's brows furrowed fiercely, as if he could trap mosquitoes.
Just as he was opening his mouth, he was about to persuade two sentences, but when he became a peacemaker, he saw that the prince of the East Palace had a stern face, and waved his hand inviolablely, stopping all the words that he didn't have time to confide.
"I don't know, what virtue can Shi Xia have, how can he attract Zhou Qing's pity?"
Hearing this sentence that may be demeaning to Shi Xia, Zhou Shiren rolled his eyes, and he didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he hurriedly replied: "I don't know if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has ever heard of Xi Shi in the eyes of his lover, not to mention that Miss Shi Xia is not ugly, even if her appearance is really unsatisfactory, but if the grass people like it, it really likes it and has nothing to do with her appearance." β
Hearing this, Qi Changrong laughed directly: "You will be empathetic." β
Zhou Shiren doesn't look stupid this time, but his eyesight is poor, but if he is smart, how can he change the topic at such a critical time?
She was asking, how did Shi Xia look?
can be selected into the East Palace as a concubine, it is stupid, and it will not be ugly.
At this time, Jun Chen suddenly opened his mouth, looking at the roof and didn't know who he was reminding: "Your Highness already has a fiancΓ©e, and the wedding date will be in March next year." β
Flowers fall. The other three all turned to stare at him.
But that's all.
After finishing speaking, Jun Chen put on an attitude that it was not about him, and no matter how hot the matter of a few people was, there was no response.
Zhou Shiren was overjoyed in his heart, guessed that the general was standing on his side, and said seriously: "Shixia is the concubine room of the East Palace, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will soon cause a wife, and the East Palace will usher in a real hostess, the Crown Princess must be a beauty who can't tolerate sand in her eyes, if you let the future crown princess know that the prince has loved a concubine so much, I am afraid that she will have a dislike with His Royal Highness." β
Qi Changrong lifted his eyelids.
"Right now, Lone is the prince, and three wives and four concubines are common."
"In the future, loneliness is the son of heaven, and the three palaces and six courtyards are even more ordinary."
Speaking of this, Qi Changrong glanced at Zhou Shiren meaningfully: "I believe that the future crown princess must be virtuous and generous, just a concubine, she will not put it in her eyes, let alone keep it in her heart." β
Junchen glanced at Qi Changrong.
If this is about him......
So I'm sorry, he not only put it in his eyes, but also was very jealous.
Qi Changrong stretched out his hand, and took advantage of the blocking of the dining table to gently pat the back of Junchen's hand to appease.
Thinking about it, she deliberately said this to stimulate Zhou Shiren.
Jun Chen was satisfied, and slowly withdrew his gaze, not dwelling on this matter.
The simple words made Zhou Shiren's face turn pale in an instant.
He naturally knew that the identity of the prince of the East Palace was special, not to mention that such a person just raised a concubine, it was a real three palaces and six courtyards, with three thousand concubines, and no one would say a word of dissent.
So, what exactly should he do to get what he wants?
He was very worried that such a proud girl would be tortured to death when the East Palace ushered in the real hostess.
Even if the future crown princess doesn't take her seriously, but with Shi Xia's temperament, I'm afraid that she won't feel good in this life.
Just when he was thinking about it and his mind was blank, Qi Changrong spoke slowly: "You really love Shi Xia, and you don't mind that she is already married to a concubine?" β
"Yes, I don't mind." Zhou Shiren pondered for a while, and said seriously and distressedly: "Once, I never thought that I would like a married woman, but now I ......"
Fortunately, Shi Xia is just a concubine, and for the prince of the East Palace, she is just one of the small gravel heaps.
Fortunately, with the general by his side, the prince will not become a murderous maniac.
In this way, he has the courage to ask this question.
Qi Changrong understood that he wanted to say something, and after thinking about it for a while, he pretended to hesitate and said: "This matter is not impossible, after all, the lonely princess has not passed the door yet, so you can't be estranged from the princess at this time." β
"Is that true?!" Zhou Shirenru walked in the desert for a long time, and the lonely and thirsty walker suddenly found an oasis.
"Nature." Qi Changrong didn't pause: "Lone won't joke about this, as for whether the beauty can be hugged or not, it depends on how sincere Zhou Qing is." β
"Your Highness, please speak up."
Qi Changrong said: "Always be loyal to Lonely." β
Zhou Shiren paused, and was stuck on the first request.
Immediately, he looked at General Jun quietly, but saw that someone was still looking at Fang Ding at a strange angle, and he couldn't receive his eyes for help at all.
ββ¦β¦ The grass people are the general's disciples, the general is loyal to His Royal Highness, and the grass people are loyal to the general. β
Qi Changrong let out a 'hmm' and glanced at Zhou Shiren lightly: "Shi Xia does not marry someone who has no merit and fame." β
Zhou Shiren glanced at Junchen again and said, "If the general agrees, it doesn't matter if this is a grass farmer." β
Qi Changrong's eyes moved invisibly: "This time, you need to be there to help." β
Hearing this, Zhou Shiren was faintly excited: "As long as the general is willing to take the grass people, the grass people will definitely do their best for the great cause of the Jin Kingdom, and then die!" β
ββ¦β¦β
Qi Changrong's eyes were rare and a little complicated.
So, in Zhou Shiren's eyes, the boss is more important than the daughter-in-law?