Chinese At that time, Ji Qingge was only Princess Xiao in name, and there was still a distance between him and Di Jinxuan.

"That way, I'll be able to pay you back sooner." When she doesn't owe him any debts, she can tell him without any psychological burden,

"I'm not a money-scolder, I'm real...... Like you. But before she could express her thoughts, she was frightened by his cold shout.

"Don't think!" The weak wrist was clenched tightly by his hand as strong as a fire tong. He said in a trembling voice

"Ji Qingge! This king told you a long time ago that the money lent to you is the capital of this king to ask for his daughter-in-law. ”

"I, I know." Although Di Jinxuan's words, after listening to it, she only felt like a needle prick.

But she still held back her sadness and said with a sincere promise

"Don't worry, I'm really not a slanderer. I will pay you back, and I won't delay ......" the money owed, she has to work hard to repay him.

If you don't delay him to find a daughter-in-law, she won't talk about it. A flash of resentment and unwillingness flashed in her eyes, and she looked at him out of the corner of her eye.

I saw that his handsome face had become distorted and terrifying because of some obvious emotions. In those ice eyes, there was a cold light that was unapproachable.

The hand that clenched her wrist suddenly let go.

"You're going to hurt too?" Ji Qingge shook his head slightly. She was an honest woman who was not willing to lie in front of him.

Although he clenched her wrist, she didn't feel pain. I wanted to know why he was angry, but I didn't dare to ask too bluntly.

Her long, curly lashes flickered, and she shuddered

"If nothing else, I'll ......" Before she could make her clear, his right hand reached out in the air and clasped her white, delicate chin.

looked at her condescendingly and said coldly

"If you want to pay it back, you have to pay it back with interest!" Although it is not clear how his so-called profit is calculated.

But in order not to make him uncomfortable, in order not to violate her own principle of keeping her promises. She turned her heart to the side, as if she had made up her mind.

Looking up at him, his right hand was half-clenched into a fist, and he gestured in mid-air for a long time before pounding his chest.

Although she didn't make a good one, it finally inspired the courage in her heart and boldly said a word to him

"Good!" She, a person who has even experienced death, is she still afraid to live? It's not terrible to repay debts, but what I'm afraid of is not being able to borrow money.

Ji Qingge smacked his lips with satisfaction and smiled playfully at him. She has hard-working hands, not too stupid brains, and she is not worried about not being able to gain a foothold in the Xiyue Dynasty, which is blessed with material resources.

What's more, Xiyue Tianzi has always paid attention to the economic development of various state capitals and promulgated some policies that benefit the people. Make good use of it, let go of the fight, and you can make a fortune in business.

As long as you get rich, you will become a rich woman in the Xiyue Dynasty. The ...... in front of you Ji Qingge looked at her emperor with clear eyes, with three points of provocation and two points of playfulness in his eyes, and slanted the corners of his mouth, and said

"Why, still not satisfied?" Di Jinxuan's lonely eyes stared at her, and he gently let go of the hand that was clenching her chin.

He took a step back, and in his cold eyes, the heterogeneous colors of pity, unwillingness, reluctance, and domineering were obvious.

When they looked at each other, the complex emotions in her heart were also staged in turn. It was as if they had turned into invisible blades, all of which stabbed at the tip of her heart.

Closing her eyes slightly, cold tears oozed from the corners of her eyes. Di Jinxuan stared at her for a long time, and his right hand, which stayed in mid-air, finally failed to fall on her forehead.

In an instant, he reverted to his aloof state. Even if she was close to him, she didn't dare to take that step easily.

Even if she knew that she only had to take the initiative to take a step, he would not leave. But she didn't. He tilted his head, a sad and sour smile drawn at the corners of his lips.

Without saying a word to her, he brushed his sleeves and left. Looking at his tall and elegant back, with a sense of loneliness in the world, in her hazy tearful eyes, gradually drifted away...... She said to herself

"Come back!" But she didn't have the courage to speak, so she wiped her tears and went back to the private room. Ji Qingge sat by the brazier in the private room, and after warming his hands, he got up and walked to the desk.

I saw that there was rice paper spread out on the desk, she sharpened the ink, picked up the brush and practiced calligraphy on the paper.

Be still, calm your mind first. After coming to the Xiyue Dynasty, she also saw the paintings of Ye Yiyang's talents, and read the classic poems of literati and scholars like Sikong Taifu.

But those advanced works, for a woman like her who has a weak foundation in ancient literature, it is still a little difficult to remember.

If Di Jinxuan is here, you can also ask him for advice in person. It's just that...... The thought of him made her blame herself.

It is said that the prime minister can hold the boat in her belly, but she can't be the prime minister, but she can try to make herself more broad-minded.

If the emperor and the creditor really cared about money, would he tolerate her not paying back a penny, and eat and drink for nothing in his mansion until now?

Annoyed, she stretched out her right index finger and poked her temple hard. It's clear that people understand, so why do you want to do foolish things?

This made the emperor and the creditor angry and ran away, and it was difficult to find someone to talk to in the future. A trace of embarrassment flashed in her eyes, and she wondered, should she take the initiative to apologize to him?

In the case of her own psychological fragility, she is still a little worried, afraid of her family's emperor and creditor

"The country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change", and mentioned the matter of silver two. When it comes to money, it is inevitable that it will hurt feelings.

Ji Qingge gritted his teeth lightly, lifted the brush and wrote a few big characters

After "Butterfly Loves Flowers" wrote Su Shi's "Butterfly Loves Flowers" ......, she felt unfinished. On another piece of paper, he wrote Yan Jidao's "The High Lock of the Floor after the Dream of Linjiang Immortals".

The juanxiu Xiaokai that fell on the rice paper made Ji Qingge smile with satisfaction. It just so happened that she felt a tap on her right shoulder.

She closed her eyes and could guess that it was the emperor who was here, but she suppressed the joy in her heart and said lightly

"Not angry?"

"For you, I can't do it." Di Jinxuan didn't raise his eyelids, and said with a disdainful expression. He snatched the poems in Ji Qing's singer and read it

“…… Pipa Strings appealed to Acacia...... "Listening to his highly magnetic male voice read Song Ci, it was a drunken enjoyment."

She only blamed herself for writing less in her heart, and she should have written a few more Song poems of the ancients for him to read.

"Whose masterpiece is such a beautiful text?" Looked at by his puzzled eyes, she smiled awkwardly and said

"This is a few banquets for the Northern Song Dynasty."

"I know it's not yours." Di Jinxuan showed a playful smile and said jokingly

"For the sake of the words you write that can barely be recognized, this king will not care about the consumption of pen, ink, paper, and inkstone with you." Ji Qingge's right hand clenched into a fist and slammed it on his shoulder.

Strange way

"Emperor Creditor, I didn't say you. You said that you are thanks to the me you met who crossed over, not the former Jiangmen Qianjin Ji Qingge. Otherwise, you have to make her angry? Di Jinxuan smiled wickedly and reached out to remove her hand.

Disapproving the word

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