Chapter 40: Shen Fujun's Dilemma

Jiang Qiaoer couldn't help but think in her heart. Free (Baidu search txt home novel network) Don't the palace ministers trust themselves either?

The palace minister's eyes closed slightly, and he couldn't see any expression and spit out a sentence: "I have my own measure." He turned his face and didn't give Shen Fujun a chance to speak again.

Seeing this, Shen Fujun bent down to pack up his needles and medicines, and walked out of the bedroom before Jiang Qiao'er entered the bedroom. As soon as he got out of the bedroom, he blocked Jiang Qiao'er, who was holding a dinner plate, out of the door.

"He needs to rest." Shen Fujun condescendingly looked at Jiang Qiao'er, who was standing at the bottom of the stairs, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"He hasn't eaten yet......" Jiang Qiao'er was a little anxious. Baidu search (txt home/\small/\say/\net) But she is in the palace family, and she can't be willful. This morning's incident made her completely understand how ridiculous her status as a palace lady was.

Shen Fujun saw her lower posture, and her flamboyant eyebrows and eyes became even more arbitrary. "Weren't you still arrogant last night? Now you beg me, beg me, and I'll let you in! ”

Shen Fujun leaned over to look at Jiang Qiao'er, who was anxious, her eyes were bloodshot, and the cruel words came out of her mouth, with a psychopathic sense of déjà vu.

This woman is really pitiful!

Jiang Qiao'er knew that even if she begged her, it would be useless, she would only give her more opportunities to humiliate herself.

And lying inside was the palace minister, the young master of the palace family, and it was expected that she, Shen Fujun, would not dare to play any excessive means. No Advertising Novels Network (txt Home Novels Network)

Thinking like this, the originally anxious heart slowly calmed down. Jiang Qiao'er put away the anxious look on her face, and looked at Shen Fujun with a hideous face in front of her expressionlessly, and her clear eyes couldn't see any other emotions.

Shouldn't she bend down and beg herself?

Isn't she afraid of being kicked out of the palace house?

Shen Fujun looked at Jiang Qiao'er with an indifferent face, her eyes were clear, as if those who were contaminated with interests had nothing to do with her.

She obviously heard her promise that Gong Hanshuang would take the money and leave the palace family! No way! It is impossible for her to be greedy for the palace family! She must have regretted it, she wanted to stay in the palace family and be a palace wife!

"I'm not like you." Jiang Qiao'er glanced at Shen Fujun, who was looking down at her with a little compassion. The hatred in her eyes was like a chaotic flood that overflowed the land, and everywhere she went, it was desolate.

After saying this, Jiang Qiaoer simply turned around and left, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows didn't stay on Shen Fujun for a second longer. The hem of her skirt slid in a graceful arc in the wind, and her steps when she turned around were crisp and neat, all of which made Shen Fujun behind her want to see her lowly and unbearable even more!

Isn't it the same?

Be sure to make her pay for her difference! This time she escaped, but the best is yet to come!

Jiang Qiao'er, who returned to the maid's room, suddenly spread out on the narrow single bed, and the afterglow of the setting sun spread on her back through the window, glowing with a faint warm color.

She is like a mermaid sleeping at the bottom of a lake, quiet and serene.

But at the moment, her brain was nowhere near as quiet and peaceful as her face seemed. The entanglement that he tried his best last night, coupled with the struggle on the edge of life and death in the morning, the gorgeous turn that had just straightened his back had exhausted Jiang Qiao'er at this moment.

"Ma'am?" Aunt Zhen knocked on the door, pressed her face to the door and listened quietly to the movement inside.

In the morning, she only called Dr. Shen, but somehow it alarmed the old man and the old lady. It is estimated that my wife is not feeling good now.

"Is there something wrong?" Jiang Qiao'er asked weakly. She really didn't want to face anyone anymore, so she lay quietly alone, and when she woke up, she was still in school, the Gong family and the Lin family were just a dream! txt House Fiction Network