Li Qingmu looked at the emerald green Xiangfei bamboo outside the window, and turned a deaf ear to King Jin's words.

Although she is a minion, her mode of getting along with King Jin is different. It is often the King of Jin who is talking about it, and she is like a throw, without a trace of response.

"But the king didn't agree!" King Jin stopped the wolf in his hand, looked at the peaks and mountains that came out of the pen, and said, "Until this king finds out why you want to kill this king, this king will not let you go." ”

There were many reasons why Li Qingmu assassinated King Jin.

And the King of Jin could only die at her hands, which was the reason why she stayed in the palace of the King of Jin as a slave.

Xiao Lezi walked in from outside the study, said to King Jin, and said, "Lord, Li Ji is here and is waiting outside." ”

"Let her in."

Suddenly, Xiao Lezi led an elegant beauty in a lilac Luo skirt to walk in from outside.

This beauty is the concubine of King Xinna of Jin a year ago, because her surname is Li, so everyone in the house calls her Li Ji.

The concubines of the prince in the palace of the Great Moon are divided into five classes.

A concubine. Two widows. Ji, six. Teng, ten. There is no limit to the number of girls in the room.

Ji, it means beauty, except for Li Ji's poor family background, she really deserves the word Ji.

Li Ji held the hand of the personal maid Lu'er, walked to the side of King Jin, bowed down to King Jin's gentle blessing, and said, "Lord Wan'an." ”

King Jin raised his head, smiled at Li Ji, and said, "It's cold after the rain, why did you come over, didn't I tell you that I would wait for this king in the room?" ”

Li Ji got up, her fair face showed a blush, and said coquettishly, "The concubine was bored in the room, and I heard that the prince was in the study, so I thought about coming over to take a look." ”

"If you're bored, then go and chat with others." King Jin stopped the brush in his hand and said thoughtfully, "You are not far from Yu Teng's Tingfeng Pavilion, Yu Teng has a weak personality, you must be able to get along with her." ”

Li Ji's beautiful eyes swept a glance at King Jin, covered the handkerchief in his hand under his nose, and choked lightly.

King Jin lowered his head when he heard the voice, and said softly, "Okay, why did you cry while talking?" ”

In fact, Li Ji didn't cry, but her voice was thick nasal. She turned her body around, turned her back to King Jin and wiped the corners of her eyes without teardrops, and said faintly, "Lord Wang, do you think that the concubine is here to disturb your peace?" ”

"How so?" King Jin smiled and said, "You can come if you want to, can't this king not ask if you don't ask?" ”

Li Ji turned around at this time, with a soft smile on her face, looked at the painting on the rice paper and asked, "Lord Wang, is this what you painted?" Just like the real thing, the concubine feels much stronger than those so-called famous families. ”

"It's a lot worse, just to pass the time."

"Lord Wang, then, can you teach the concubine?" Li Ji blinked her innocent eyes like a fawn, and said with a smile, "The concubine will definitely be attentive." ”

King Jin waved his hand to Li Qingmu behind him and said, "Grinding ink!" ”

Li Qingmu walked out of the corner, stood on the outside of the desk, picked up a piece of emblem ink mixed with gold powder and spices with his fair and delicate little hands, and carefully studied it after adding water.

A cool breeze blew in from the window, lifting the bangs on Li Qingmu's forehead.

Li Ji was about to drop the brush and paused, she looked at the small flower on Li Qingmu's forehead, and smiled softly at King Jin with her eyes, "Lord Wang, this dumb slave is a ...... with a unique mind."