She Doesn’t Want To Work Hard Anymore

  Chapter 288 This is not over today

   Li Ji ignored the persuasion of others, and hugged Hua Manman horizontally.

  He wants to take her back to the palace, let the real person Feihe treat her injuries,

  Before he left, he still did not forget the next ruthless sentence.

   "This is not over today."

  Hua Qingqing stood at the door, watching Zhao Wang take Manman away.

  Xianxiang behind her softly comforted.

  "Jieyu, don't worry too much. Princess Zhao and Jiren have their own visions, and they will be fine."

  Hua Qingqing did not answer.

  At this time, she heard Concubine Liu Gui in the room complaining to the emperor.

   "Your Majesty, look at Wang Zhao just now. You dare to be so arrogant in front of you. If you are not with your concubine, he still doesn't know how to embarrass your concubine."

Although the emperor felt that Li Ji's performance just now was a bit mad, he didn't take it to his heart, only replied with no emphasis.

   "He is still a child."

  Liu Guifei was speechless.

  The King Zhao is already eighteen years old!

  What kind of child is eighteen years old? !

  No matter how slander she is, Concubine Liu always has to maintain her personality.

  She leaned on the emperor and said softly.

   "If something like this happened today, Hua Jieyu must be very scared in her heart. Would you like your Majesty to comfort her?"

  After speaking, she hugged the emperor's arm tightly, with a pitiful look very reluctant.

  Her duplicity seems to please the emperor.

  The emperor chuckled and raised her chin.

   "You are very generous."

  Concubine Liu's cheeks flushed, and she whispered: "Your Majesty is not a concubine alone. Even if you don't want to be generous, you can't do it."

  The emperor smiled and said: "Then I will accompany you more, and I will see Hua Jieyu later."

  Liu Guifei immediately smiled and took the emperor to the Lingxue Hall where she lived.

  Hua Qingqing outside the door had already left.

  She returned to Wangyuexuan.

  Xixiangxiang looked at her anxiously, for fear that she would be sad because the emperor favored Concubine Liu Gui.

  Hua Qingqing couldn't help but smile: "What is your look?"

  Xianxiang is careful and authentic.

"Concubine Liu Gui entered the palace early, and she had a brother who was working in the court. I heard that she was trusted by the saint, so the saint would treat her very much. You, you must not take it to your heart... …"

  Hua Qingqing casually said: "I'm used to it a long time ago, you don't have to worry about it."

   Seeing her look relaxed, it seems that she really doesn’t feel sad.

  Xixiang breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time she couldn't help feeling sad.

Her family Jieyu is also a daughter who was raised up by her family. She was supposed to marry a good family and spend her life in peace, but now she wants to **** the same man with a large group of women. Even if she is wronged, she can’t feel it. It's very bitter.

  In contrast, the second lady who married Zhaowang is much happier.

  No matter how cruel and terrifying King Zhao is in the foreign population, at least he is too good to say to the second lady.

  Hua Qingqing distracted everyone, and she was the only one left in the house.

  She lifted up her sleeves, revealing her white slender arms.

  She opened her mouth and took a bite on the outside of her forearm.

  She controlled her strength very well, not only did not break the skin, but also left a red tooth mark on the outside of her forearm.

  In order to make this tooth mark look more like a dog, she deliberately used a hairpin to poke the four red dots left by the canine teeth to make them redder and deeper.

  After doing all this, she put down her sleeves to hide the red tooth mark.

  Xixiang knew that the emperor was likely to come over at night, and asked the Imperial Dining Room to prepare more meals.

  However, they waited left and right, and when the food was cold, the emperor still did not come.

  Xianxiang started to feel restless again.

  "Is the saint stumbled by something?"

  Hua Qingqing knew in her heart that the emperor was trapped by the gentle hometown of Concubine Liu Gui.

  She didn't say anything, and drank two sips of soup at will, so that the food was taken away.

  Xianxiang is very worried: "You are still pregnant, how can you only eat so little?"

  Hua Qingqing said that she has no appetite and does not want to eat.

  She sits on the soft couch doing needlework, and from time to time she looks up at the direction of the door.

  Xixiang saw this scene in his eyes, and felt more distressed.

  She was about to persuade Hua Jieyu not to wait any longer. The emperor probably wouldn't come over tonight, when she suddenly heard someone shouting outside.

   "Your Majesty, come!"

  Hua Qingqing immediately threw away the needle and thread and walked out quickly.

  When the emperor saw Hua Jieyu, he saw the joy that almost overflowed in her eyes at first sight.

  She seemed to have taken a lot of effort to barely suppress the feelings that were about to surging. She blessed the emperor, and her voice was a little trembling.

   "My concubine sees your majesty."

  The emperor lifted her up and found that her fingers were very cold, and he couldn't help frowning.

   "Why are your hands so cold?"

  He looked at Xixiang dissatisfiedly and reproached.

   "How do you serve Hua Jieyu?"

  Xixiang hurriedly knelt down and pleaded guilty.

  Hua Qingqing held the emperor's hand tightly, her eyes flushed slightly, but she was always smiling.

   "It's okay, your majesty should not be angry about this little thing, as long as you can see your majesty, you will be satisfied."

  Seeing that she was full of her own eyes, the emperor couldn't help feeling a little moved.

  He sighed softly: "I am here late."

  He did not explain why he was late, and Hua Qingqing did not ask.

  She pulled the emperor into the house.

  The emperor saw the sewing basket placed on the low couch at a glance, frowning and asked: "It's so late, why are you still sewing?"

  Hua Qingqing said with shame: "I thought that your majesty might come tonight, so I will be waiting for you while doing needlework."

  She picked up a pair of small shoes and held them in front of the emperor like a treasure.

  "These are small shoes specially made by the concubine for the baby. How do you think?"

  The emperor couldn't help but let out a soft voice when seeing her looking at him with bright eyes.

   "It's cute, but you are pregnant now and need a good rest. In the future, you should leave it to the people of the Shangyi Bureau to do this kind of needlework."

  Hua Qingqing touched her little shoes, smiling very softly.

   "What others do, how can they do well by themselves?

  The concubine body hopes that the first pair of shoes worn by the baby after the birth is made by the concubine herself. "

  Under the warm yellow candlelight, her eyes were like a March spring breeze, warm, blowing into the emperor's heart.

  The emperor couldn't help but looked at her abdomen, and he couldn't help but look forward to the unborn child a little bit more in his heart.

  Qingqing Hua asked: "Do you want your concubine to give birth to a prince or a princess?"

  The emperor asked instead: "Do you wish to be a prince or a princess?"

  Hua Qingqing: "My concubine thinks the princess is the best, the soft little princess, cute and caring."

  Emperor: "What if the prince?"

  Hua Qingqing sighed: "Although the prince is not as caring as the little princess, but he is born, what can he do? The concubine can only accept reality."

  Seeing her reluctantly, the emperor couldn't help laughing.

  (End of this chapter)