The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

Luo QingHan didn't seem to take the victory or defeat to heart. He said casually: "Gu hasn't thought about what to ask you to do. Owe it for the time being and talk about it in the future."

"Here!"

Qiu Lei sat back to his original position. His face was no longer eager and excited just now. Although he still maintained a smile, how could he look at it and how false it was.

He no longer went to see song around him. Song dared not speak. The atmosphere between them became very stiff.

Xiao Xixi pushed the sieve cup away and continued to eat.

Rolling dice is actually not difficult for people who have practiced martial arts. As long as you carefully listen to the sound of the dice, you can guess how many points the dice will land at last.

The reason why she deliberately shook so slowly just now was that she could hear the sound of the dice clearly.

Luo QingHan took the initiative to pick up a baked chicken leg with salt and put it into Xiaoxi's bowl.

"Well done. I'll reward you with a chicken leg."

Xiao Xixi held the drumstick and smiled: "thank you, your highness!"

Qiu yuan glanced at the housekeeper. The housekeeper understood and asked the musicians to start playing.

The gentle sound of silk and bamboo fluttered in Tongxi Pavilion.

The dancers floated in with the music and tried their best to show their graceful posture.

Among them, several bold dancers even took the initiative to wink at the prince sitting at the head.

That look is bold and warm, which can hook people.

The best way for these dancers who are raised in the Royal Palace is to get the favor of dignitaries, and the prince in front of them is naturally one of the dignitaries. As long as we can have a good time with him, even if we can't enter the palace as a concubine, we can get a lot of benefits.

Luo QingHan looked at the performance without expression, and his heart gradually began to be impatient.

He turned to look at the woman around him. Seeing that she was still eating, he didn't care what happened around.

The impatience in Luo Qing's cold heart became stronger and stronger.

"Concubine Xiao."

Xiao Xi looked up, still chewing meatballs in his mouth, and his eyes revealed the meaning of inquiry.

Luo QingHan asked, "is the meatball delicious?"

Xiao Xi nodded because he had food in his mouth. His voice was a little vague: "good times!"

"I also want to try it."

Xiao Xixi looked at the last meatball left on the plate and hesitated again and again. He still put it in the prince's bowl.

However, the prince refused to let her go.

"Gu thinks the eight treasure duck in front of you tastes good."

Xiao Xiwei wrongly pushed the Babao duck in front of him: "Your Highness, please use it."

Next, Luo QingHan asked for all her favorite dishes.

The last thing left for her was some light vegetables.

Xiao Xi looked at the prince sadly and angrily.

Luo QingHan saw this and smiled: "do you want to eat meat?"

Xiao Xi nodded hard.

Luo QingHan continued to tease her: "Gu will guess a riddle for you. If you can guess it correctly, Gu will return these meat and vegetables to you."

"Your Highness, please write a question."

"There's a woman on my left. Guess a word."

Xiao Xi blurted out: "girl!"

Luo QingHan: "

Luo QingHan's handsome face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He gritted his teeth and asked, "why do you think of this word? Is it ugly in your eyes?"

Xiao Xixi just reacted. He seemed to have said something wrong.

She shook her head wildly and tried to mend her way: "no, no! Your highness is particularly beautiful. Your highness is the most beautiful man in the world! No one can be more beautiful and handsome than your highness!"

Luo QingHan: "you're finished. You don't want to eat meat for the next three days!"

Xiao Xi was struck by lightning. I can't believe it.

"Your Highness, you can't do this!"

Luo QingHan ignored her and continued to watch the dance with a black face.

Perhaps it was because his face was so ugly that several dancers who were still winking at him were frightened and became much more honest.

When the dance was over, the dancers didn't dare to stay more, and they hurried back after the ceremony.

Then there was a solo performance.

Zhao Meimei, who had been silent, was stunned when she saw who the dancer was, and then her face showed surprise.

This man is Chu Ji, Qiu yuan's concubine, and also Zhao Meimei's best friend when she was not married.

In the process of dancing, Chuji didn't wink at the prince. She threw all her winks to Qiu yuan.

Qiu yuan watched her dance with a smile.

At the end of the dance, Chu Ji salutes the prince, and then blesses Qiu yuan. After receiving Qiu yuan's praise, Chu Ji leaves with satisfaction.

As soon as she left with her front feet, Zhao Meimei followed her out with her back feet.

Chuji didn't go far away when she heard a familiar cry behind her.

"Chuji, wait for me!"

Chuji stopped, turned around and followed her reputation. When she saw that the visitor was beauty Zhao, she couldn't help but be stunned and immediately showed a happy face.

"Ah Yu, why are you here?"

Zhao Meimei's boudoir is called Zhao Yu, and people close to her call her ah Yu.

Zhao Meimei quickly walked up to her and said with a smile, "I followed the prince to Chenliu county. Originally, I was still wondering how to see you. I didn't expect to see your performance at the reception banquet."

Chuji affectionately took her hand: "it's rare to see our sisters. Go, go to my room and let's have a good chat."

"Yes!"

They left hand in hand and went to Chuji's residence.

They talked about their experiences over the years and couldn't help crying when it came to the emotional place.

Zhao Meimei cried especially sadly: "I thought I could have enough food and clothing in my life by marrying into the East Palace, but I didn't expect that the palace was dangerous step by step. I didn't understand these. I was used and almost was put in the cold."

Chuji then wiped her tears: "I'm not doing well in the palace. Outsiders think I'm very beautiful, but no matter how beautiful it is, it's just a concubine's room. There's a housewife pressing on it. I'm worried all the time. My life is like walking on thin ice."

The two sisters hugged each other and wept bitterly.

At this time, Chu Ji happened to catch a glimpse of the scar on the back of Zhao Mei's hand, and was surprised.

"What's the matter with the scar on your hand?"

Zhao Meimei immediately retracted her hand and covered the scars with her sleeve.

She pursed her lips and said nothing.

Chuji urged, "you say it!"

Zhao Mei hung her head, her eyes full of hate, but her mouth said, "forget it, you don't know these things are better. Let's talk about something happy. How are you getting along with the eldest childe? Does he treat you?"

Speaking of the eldest childe, Chu Ji's face showed a blush. She was a little shy and proud.

"He is naturally excellent to me."

Zhao Mei Mei took her arm as before and asked intimately, "what's a good method? Tell me."

Chu Ji is usually in the royal palace. Since she has to deal with the pressure of the main wife and be careful about the plans of other concubines to connect rooms, she has no place to vent. Now it is rare to have a good friend in the boudoir to talk, so she tells all the details of her relationship with the eldest childe.

Zhao Meimei listened carefully and looked envious.