Seeing that Zi Chu got up, Feng Yuanqing also stood up, he looked at Zi Chu: "Let's go, you can go back to the room too."

Zi Chu nodded slightly, and walked to the backyard with the maidservant.

Seeing this, Liu hurriedly caught up with Zichu and said, "Princess Lan, the old slave will send you to the door!"

Zi Chu nodded, and the two walked to the backyard one after the other.

At this time, Liu suddenly stopped, turned around, looked at Zi Chu and said with a smile, "Princess, the prince will come to the princess for the night in the evening, you have to wait carefully."

Zi Chu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her, "Oh? Are you admonishing me?"

Liu was a little surprised by Zi Chu's straightforward questioning, but then reacted and snorted coldly: "The old slave is well-intentioned, I hope the princess will not forget her identity!" Now that he has married into the Lan Palace, he doesn't need to think about something he shouldn't think."

As she spoke, she glanced at Zi Chu disdainfully, and then continued to walk forward proudly.

Zi Chu stood in place and watched her leave coldly.

At this time, a maid came up to her and asked cautiously, "Princess, you ...... Are you alright?"

Zi Chu shook his head: "I'm fine, I'm tired, go back!"

"Hmm!" The maid hurriedly followed.

And at this moment, Jiang Shaolan was in the room, looking forward to Feng Yuanqing coming to her room tonight.

But until the room was full of candles, she never saw Feng Yuanqing, and she couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and hurriedly told the maid to find out the news.

But the maid has been gone for a long time, and there is still no news back.

A trace of impatience flashed on Jiang Shaolan's face, and she was about to send someone to ask again, but there was a sound of footsteps at the door.

Jiang Shaolan's face suddenly showed a look of ecstasy.

She thought it was Feng Yuanqing coming, but when the footsteps were close, it was the maid who had just gone out to inquire about the news.

"What's the situation?" Jiang Shaolan glared at her dissatisfied.

The maid hurriedly knelt on the ground, and said in a trembling voice, "Go back to ...... Back to the princess, that ...... That one...... When the slave maid just went to the prince to inquire about the news, the prince ......."

"What's wrong with him?" Jiang Shaolan frowned unhappily and asked.

The maid swallowed her saliva and said, "Lord Wang, he ...... tonight No...... I'm not coming!"

What?

When Jiang Shaolan heard this, the expression on her face froze completely.

The news undoubtedly poured ice water on her and shattered all her illusions.

"Are you sure? Are you sure the prince is really not coming?" Jiang Shaolan gritted her teeth and glared at the maid.

The maid trembled with fright from Jiang Shaolan's appearance, and nodded again and again: "The slave is sure that the prince has drunk too much and has been helped back to the princess's room."

"Fu ...... Help me back......" Jiang Shaolan heard this, and her heart suddenly chuckled.

"Yes...... Yes." The maid hurriedly replied, she knew that Jiang Shaolan was going to be annoyed, and now she had to stay silent to save her life, "The slave and maid retreated first."

"Get out, get out of here!" Jiang Shaolan roared angrily.

The maid didn't dare to hesitate and quickly ran out.

Jiang Shaolan slumped in her chair, the blood on her face was gone, and she muttered, "Impossible, absolutely impossible, why wouldn't the prince come?"

She is not reconciled! But what if you are unwilling? Now that Feng Yuanqing is already lying in Zi Chu's room, even if she tries to stop it now, it will be useless!

Jiang Shaolan's mind came to Zi Chu's beautiful and vulgar face, and as soon as she remembered the picture of Feng Yuanqing once turning clouds and rain with her, Jiang Shaolan hated her teeth and clenched her fists.

Why, Zi Chu's *** not only has beauty, but can also easily confuse the prince's mind, but what about her? Obviously she's also a concubine, but she can't compare to that ***!

The more Jiang Shaolan thought about it, the more angry she became, and her chest rose and fell violently

She slammed the table, and everything on the table was shattered to the ground.

Feng Yuanqing was helped into Zichu's room, and the maids retreated to both sides, their eyes down and silent.

Feng Yuanqing glanced at them for a while, and finally his eyes fell on Zi Chu's body, he provoked an arc that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and said jokingly: "Look, in the end, you still didn't get your wish, didn't this catch me."

Zi Chu looked at him lightly, his eyes were calm, as if he hadn't heard his taunt.

She had long been accustomed to being ridiculed, and such ridicule had become commonplace in the last month.

Feng Yuanqing saw her indifferent appearance, and her heart was even more unhappy.

He reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to raise her head and look at him, "Looking at the way you look now, do you really think you can seduce this king? You think too highly of yourself!"

Zi Chu smiled faintly and met his gaze without fear: "Not only did you seduce me, but the prince personally sent it to the door!"

"Presumptuous!" Feng Yuanqing was furious and shook off her chin vigorously.

Zi Chu was caught off guard, and sat on the ground with her buttocks, grinning in pain.

"You ***, you dare to be rude to this king!" Feng Yuanqing said angrily.

Zi Chu stood up and looked at Feng Yuanqing without humility or arrogance: "Lord Wang, please respect yourself!"

"Self-respect? Zi Chu, do you really think that you are still the most favored princess of Xi Chu? You're just a plaything for me now!" Feng Yuan snorted coldly and looked at her mockingly.

Zi Chu couldn't help frowning when she heard this, she looked at Feng Yuanqing: "Lord Wang, what good is it for you to do this? Do you want to keep me here forever?"

When Feng Yuanqing heard this, he laughed a few times, he walked up to Zi Chu and looked at her condescendingly: "What this king wants to do, it's not your turn. All you need to do now is listen to the king!"

Zi Chu sneered: "What is the purpose of the prince trying to use me this time?" z.br>

"Clever." Feng Yuanqing looked at her appreciatively.

Zi Chu stopped talking.

Feng Yuanqing saw that she had no intention of resisting, so he reached out and stroked her cheek and smiled, "Actually, we can continue to cooperate."

Hearing this, Zi Chu raised his eyes and looked at him: "Lord Wang, forgive Zi Chu for being ignorant, Zi Chu really doesn't know what other value I have that is worth your use?"

Feng Yuanqing restrained the smile on his face and looked at Zi Chu seriously: "Don't forget, there is a deal between us, Sheng Zhiyao and I still want it, when I marry her, you can do whatever you want with her, as for Feng Yuanchen, I can consider keeping it for you!"

"Hehe......" Zi Chu couldn't help but laugh in a low voice when he heard this, "It seems that the prince is really a man who covets beauty, and he actually talked about taking a concubine with his wife who just married him on the wedding night!" What's more, you've already taken one today!"

"This king willingly!" Feng Yuan Qing said bluntly, "Anyway, she will be the king's woman sooner or later."