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

Among the four elder martial brothers, Xiao Xixi has spent the longest time with the eldest martial brother, and naturally knows him best.

At a glance, she could recognize that the invitation was from the eldest martial brother.

Obviously, the elder martial brother wants to meet her.

Xiao Xixi really wants to see the elder martial brother.

Luo QingHan has been paying attention to her look. He asked, "do you want to keep the appointment?"

Xiao Xi nodded, "HMM."

Luo QingHan gave her a deep look.

Xiao Xi thought he would ask the reason, but he didn't ask, just a faint way.

"I'm going out of the Palace tomorrow. I can give you a ride."

That night, the prince stayed in the Qingge hall.

Xiao Xi has fallen asleep.

Luo QingHan couldn't sleep. He looked at the sleeping woman in his arms and thought of the invitation in his mind.

He clearly remembered that Xiao Xi looked a little better after visiting the invitation.

Intuition told him that there must be other information in the invitation.

He has been waiting for Xiao Xi to be honest.

But no.

After reading the invitation, Xiao Xixi didn't mention the invitation again.

Why wouldn't she tell him the truth?

Did she begin to hide something from him like everyone else?

Reason tells Luo QingHan that this is actually a very normal thing. After all, everyone has his own secret.

But knowing is one thing, and personally experiencing is another.

Luo QingHan had a feeling of disappointment in his heart.

In his heart, Xiao Xi is different.

In this calculating palace, only Xiao Xixi is really on his side. She takes the initiative to be honest about her identity and intention and tries her best to protect his safety.

He hoped that she would remain like this forever without any change.

But in fact, nothing in this world is eternal.

Xiao Xi is also changing little by little.

At the beginning, Xiao Xi deliberately lied and kept it from him to read the script with Luo yechen. He knew that he was very angry afterwards.

What he was angry about was not the script, but Xiao Xi's deception.

That's why he burned all her scripts in his anger.

He thought that doing so would teach Xiao Xixi a lesson and no longer deceive him.

But I didn't expect that Xiao Xi lied to him about the invitation again today.

Luo QingHan still believes that Xiao Xixi will not hurt him, but this feeling of being concealed makes him feel very uneasy.

He couldn't help holding the woman in his arms tighter.

It seemed that as long as he did so, he would not lose her.

Go to sleep in a daze.

Vaguely heard someone calling his name.

"Xiao Han..."

Luo QingHan walked around and found that there was a thick white fog in front of him.

There seemed to be a woman standing in the thick fog.

The white skirt of the moon was faintly dyed under her and integrated with the white fog around her.

In a trance, Luo QingHan felt that she seemed to be laughing.

The smile made him feel very gentle.

She held out her hand.

"Xiao Han, come here."

Luo QingHan listened to the familiar voice and wanted to walk over, but his feet seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms. He couldn't step away.

The woman seemed very sad to see him standing still.

"Why don't you want to come?"

"Are you hating me?"

"But what right do you have to hate me?"

The smile on her face faded away and her eyes became resentful.

"Everyone in the world has the right to hate me, but you don't!"

The moment the voice landed, the woman's expression suddenly became ferocious!

She turned into a ghost, suddenly opened her mouth and rushed towards Luo QingHan!

Luo QingHan opened his eyes.

What white fog, women and ghosts all disappeared.

At this time, only the familiar top of the bed and the small round lamp hanging at the head of the bed were in front of him.

On the surface of the round lantern, a fat rabbit is painted.

He was stunned for a long time before he gradually recovered from his nightmare.

Turning to look out of the window, it was already dawn.

The woman in her arms was still asleep. She pursed her lips slightly and muttered two dream words in a low voice. She spoke very vaguely and couldn't hear what she said.

Luo QingHan has completely lost his sleep.

He sat up, put on his clothes and went out.

Seeing this, the maid eunuch waiting outside the door quickly brought hot water, brought clothes, and served the prince to change clothes and wash.

Father Chang came soon.

He noticed that the prince didn't look very good, guessed that the prince might have nightmares at night, and whispered to the little eunuch around him.

"Go and make a pot of tranquilizing tea."

Before long, the little eunuch came back with Anshen tea.

Luo QingHan sat alone in the open and silent room, his posture was still straight, but his eyebrows revealed a touch of melancholy.

Father Chang came in and carefully put the tea lamp in his hand.

"Your Highness, have some tea to calm your nerves."

Luo QingHan didn't touch the tea.

He looked at the sky outside the door. The sky that had not yet fully lit looked gloomy and had an unspeakable depression.

For a long time, he asked in a trance.

"Do you still remember what the lonely mother imperial concubine looks like?"

Father-in-law Chang has served Luo QingHan since childhood. He almost grew up with Luo QingHan. Father-in-law Chang is naturally impressed with Shen Zhaoyi.

"Of course the slave remembers."

Luo QingHan: "but Gu doesn't remember what she looks like. Tell Gu what kind of person she is?"

Duke Chang: "Shen Zhaoyi is both talented and beautiful. She is gentle and virtuous. She loves her Highness the prince. She is a very good person."

Luo QingHan looked at him slowly, and his eyes were startling.

"Really?"

Duke Chang quickly replied, "of course it's true. I dare not deceive your highness."

Luo QingHan was silent for a moment, as if whispering.

"Gu also thinks she should be a good person."

When Xiao Xi was woken up, the light was already bright.

She huddled under the quilt and refused to get up.

Baoqin urged, "Your Highness has been waiting for you for a long time. Get up quickly."

Xiao Xi yawned: "where's the prince?"

"Your Highness is practicing sword outside."

Xiao Xixi was surprised. She knew that the prince knew martial arts, but she had never seen him practice sword.

She was a little excited.

When she was dressed properly, Xiao Xi ran out. She really saw the prince practicing his sword in the backyard.

He wore a narrow sleeved riding suit that was easy to move, with cold eyebrows, handsome face and graceful posture.

The sword in his hand seemed to be coated with a layer of frost and cold awn, which was rustled by him, and the cold wind came from where the blade passed.

The prince at this time is very different from usual.

At ordinary times, he always has a handsome cold face and pays great attention to his words and deeds, just like an iceberg for thousands of years.

But now he has become vivid. Every move reveals the meaning of sharp edge and a little youthful spirit.

It reminds me that he is only nineteen this year.

Other people's 19 years old is a time of high spirits, but his 19 years old has realized the warmth and coldness of human relations in advance.