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

Xiao Xixi was almost asleep. His waist was pinched and his head woke up in an instant.

She opened her eyes to the prince's chilly eyes, with a thump in her heart, and hurried to show her loyalty.

"Don't worry, no matter who you want to marry, I will support you with both hands!"

Luo QingHan narrowed his eyes: "listen to what you mean, do you really want me to marry someone else?"

Xiao Xi said, "sooner or later you will marry the imperial concubine. When you marry the imperial concubine, you will have more help. It's not a good thing."

Luo QingHan stared into her eyes and said calmly, "I marry Zhengfei only to see if I like her. As for whether she can help me, it is not within my consideration."

Xiao Cuixi: "well, it's also good. Just be happy about your own marriage."

Luo QingHan is still staring at her.

Xiao Xi was very uncomfortable: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Luo QingHan: "you accompany me through life and death and have done so many things for me. Don't you want to be my crown princess?"

To tell you the truth, Xiao Xi really didn't think about it.

Others don't know, but she knows that she only has more than two years left. If she wants to be the Crown Princess of Luo QingHan, what should she do when she dies in the future? Let him be a widower?

Xiao Xi doesn't want to hurt him.

She said seriously, "it's enough for me to be a side imperial concubine. The position of the crown princess should be reserved for a more suitable person."

Luo QingHan's heart sank.

Why doesn't she want to be a princess?

Is it because she still wants to go back to the Xuanmen?

no way.

She can't go.

She has filled his whole heart.

If she left, she would have poached him alive.

What's the difference between that and killing him?!

Luo QingHan's hand moved up along her arm, rubbed her neck and whispered.

"I think you are the most suitable person."

Xiao Xi sighed, "that's because you've met too few people. You'll certainly meet better people than me in the future."

Luo QingHan: "no, no one can be better than you."

Xiao Xixi: "nothing is absolute. Don't talk too full."

Luo QingHan doesn't like listening to these words.

He leaned over and blocked her lips from saying those unpleasant things.

The next day.

Luo QingHan got up early as usual.

Because there were no palace maids and eunuchs waiting to change clothes and wash, he had to do everything by himself.

When he cleaned himself up, Xiao Xi was still sleeping. Looking at her, she didn't mean to wake up at all.

The old eunuch delivered the prepared breakfast.

Luo QingHan stood by the bed, looked at Xiao Xi, who was sleeping soundly with the quilt, and stretched out his hand to pinch her face.

"Get up."

Xiao Xi turned over and wanted to continue to sleep, but she accidentally overwhelmed the wound on her right arm. The pain made her wake up immediately.

She sat up quickly, covering her wound and grinning.

Seeing this, Luo QingHan quickly opened her hand and looked at the wound. He didn't see blood seeping out. The wound should not crack.

He breathed a sigh of relief and urged, "don't stay in bed. See what time it is? Get up quickly!"

Xiao Xi hesitated to get up.

Luo QingHan frowned: "why do you like staying in bed so much?"

Xiao Xi looked at him eagerly: "I stayed in bed to see you more in my dream."

Luo QingHan: "

The sweet words of concubine Xiao's side really come at once. People are not prepared at all.

He said with a wooden face, "even if you speak well, don't want to stay in bed again. Get up quickly. The breakfast is ready. If you don't get up again, don't eat."

Hearing that there was food, Xiao Xi immediately had the motivation to get up.

There was a cut in the sleeve of her dress and there was a lot of blood on it. It was reasonable that she could not wear it again, but she didn't bring spare clothes when she left the Palace this time, and there were no clothes she could wear in the imperial mausoleum.

It's not just her. Luo QingHan doesn't have spare clothes. He's also wearing yesterday's old clothes.

Luo QingHan asked Zhao Xian to go out to inquire about the news in Shengjing city and get two sets of changed clothes back by the way.

Zhao Xian was ordered to leave the imperial mausoleum.

After eating and drinking, Xiao Xi collapsed on his couch and refused to move again.

Luo QingHan came over: "take off your clothes."

Xiao Xi immediately covered his chest and said shyly, "in broad daylight, the doors and windows are still open. Isn't it appropriate for us to do such a thing?"

Luo QingHan's face was expressionless: "I want to change your dressing."

Xiao Xi put his hand down: "Oh."

Luo QingHan: "you seem a little disappointed?"

Xiao Xi firmly denied: "no!"

She sat up, took off her coat and rolled up her sleeves to reveal her arms wrapped in gauze.

Luo QingHan helped her remove the gauze, revealing a ferocious wound.

He stared at the wound.

It took a long time.

"Does it hurt?"

Xiao Xi pretended to say, "it doesn't hurt. The wound just looks scary."

Luo QingHan lowered his head and blew gently at her wound.

As she said, Huhu won't hurt.

Xiao Xixi took the opportunity to blow rainbow fart: "you are the crown prince and the future emperor. With your breath of real dragon, my wound must heal very quickly!"

Luo QingHan finished blowing the climate, leaned over and touched her lips gently on her wound.

Xiao Xi was stunned by his touch.

Luo QingHan didn't explain his intention of this move.

He began to change her dressing carefully without saying a word.

Xiao Xi is not used to this too quiet atmosphere.

She took the initiative to find a topic.

"Do you already know about Ping'an king and Shen Zhaoyi?"

Luo QingHan's action was a meal, and then answered as if nothing had happened: "HMM."

Xiao Cuixi: "don't believe those people's nonsense. King Ping'an is not your biological father, and you don't kill your father."

Luo QingHan looked up at her.

"How are you sure?"

Xiao Xixi: "I can see the face. From the face, you and the emperor are definitely their own father and son!"

When Luo QingHan heard this, the heavy stone originally pressed in his heart was finally moved away.

He felt much relieved.

"I see. Thank you for telling me this."

Xiao Xi asked again, "do you have any plans next?"

Luo QingHan said as he wrapped gauze around her, "don't go anywhere. Just stay here quietly."

Xiao Qixi: "and then?"

Luo QingHan: "sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight."

He knotted the gauze and cut it with scissors.

Xiao Xixi looked at his calm eyebrows and eyes. An idea came out of his heart and blurted out: "you shouldn't be intentional?"

Luo QingHan put down the scissors, helped her put down her sleeve and said casually, "yes, I did it on purpose."

As early as he learned that the Xiling king and the Qin emperor had an affair, he guessed that the Xiling king and the Qin family might join hands.

He did not want to get involved in the tripartite scuffle among the Xiling king, the Qin family and the emperor.

So he left early and hid in the imperial mausoleum.