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

Xiao Xi saw his awkward appearance and didn't have a good airway.

"Is face so important? Is it more important than chasing your daughter-in-law?"

Luo yechen retorted angrily, "who, who is chasing his daughter-in-law? Don't talk nonsense. Just by my identity, what kind of woman do you want? You still need to chase?!"

Xiao Cuixi: "in that case, you don't have to write the script yourself. Just go out to the bookstore and buy a few copies to send to her. Anyway, you don't need her favor. How can you be perfunctory?"

Luo yechen: "but she saved me after all. How can I repay her."

"There are many ways to repay. You can choose a simpler one, such as giving her money."

Luo yechen: "she doesn't need money."

Xiao Xi sighed heartily, "I didn't expect that there are people in the world who don't need money. It's amazing! Then tell me what she wants?"

Luo yechen immediately remembered the picture of Bu Shengyan kneeling on the ground and asking him to agree to withdraw.

What she wants most now should be to withdraw.

But this marriage is given by the emperor and cannot be refunded.

What's more, Luo yechen doesn't want to quit the marriage now.

As for the reason, he didn't want to delve into it.

Luo yechen hesitated again and again, took a deep breath and silently told himself that the big husband can bend and stretch!

He stepped forward, hardened his head and slowly moved to the prince. It took a lot of effort to squeeze out a hard word.

"Prince, do you still remember the plot of Princess Xiao's story yesterday?"

Luo QingHan was reading a book. When he heard the speech, he raised his eyes and glanced at him. He answered faintly: "HMM."

"Well, can you retell the story again?"

When saying this, Luo yechen's whole face turned red because he felt too ashamed.

Luo QingHan: "I'm a little thirsty."

Luo yechen immediately poured a cup of tea and put it in his hand.

Luo QingHan said again, "my shoulder is a little sour."

Luo yechen frowned and wanted to say you don't want to advance too much, but he hesitated and didn't say it. After all, he asked for help.

He held his breath and stretched out his hand to pinch Luo QingHan's shoulder.

Luo QingHan blocked his hand with books and disliked the way.

"Just like your thick hands and feet, I dare not let you pinch your shoulder."

Then Luo QingHan looked at Xiao Xi, who was standing next to watching a good play.

"You pinch your shoulder."

Xiao Xi opened his innocent eyes: "it's the king of England who asks you to do something, not me."

Luo QingHan: "but I like to call you."

Xiao Xi had no choice but to move quickly.

She put her claws on the prince's shoulders and pinched his shoulders.

Luo QingHan put down the book, drank a cup of tea and moistened his throat. Then he slowly opened his mouth.

"Do you want to start from the beginning?"

Luo yechen nodded and said yes.

He prepared paper and pen. Every time the prince said something, he wrote one.

The prince's ability to never forget is really not covered. He repeated all the storylines Xiao Xixi said yesterday.

Luo yechen wrote more than ten pieces of paper.

He rubbed his sore arm and complained, "I'm so tired. Don't let me catch the thief last night, or I'll have to skin him!"

If the thief hadn't stolen his outline manuscript, he wouldn't have written it again.

Luo QingHan: "have you ever wondered why thieves stole your manuscript?"

Luo yechen, of course.

"That must be because I'm so talented. The works I wrote have attracted thieves. I can't help but want to take them back and have a good taste."

Luo QingHan: "

Forget it, let him continue to be stupid.

Luo yechen left the imperial mausoleum with the outline draft.

Xiao Xi stopped pinching her shoulder and asked curiously.

"Your Highness, how do you know that the king's manuscript will be stolen?"

"What a lot come on the front of the imperial tomb," said the king, who come swaggeringly to me. "He will be seen by those lines. They probably think what the king and I are plotting about. The outline manuscripts should be our plot in their eyes."

Xiao Xi stared at the dog: "they think too much, don't they?"

Luo QingHan said faintly, "the more smart you think you are, the more you like to play smart."

Canglan garden.

The king of Xiling threw the dozen pieces of paper to the ground and said angrily.

"What are all these things? This is what you said about the evidence of the prince's collusion with the king of England? Are you kidding me?!"

Because he was too angry, the toxicity in his body occurred. The pain made his face white and cold sweat came out.

Xie chuxue quickly took a pill that could relieve pain and handed it to him to eat.

She gently advised, "father, don't be angry. If you're angry, your body will be bad."

The king of Xiling covered his chest, took a deep breath slowly, and tried to suppress the anger in his heart.

A subordinate knelt on the ground, bowed his head, and dared not breathe.

For a long time, the king of Xiling spoke again with a cold and low voice.

"Come on, what's going on?"

The subordinate shook his voice and said, "my subordinates saw the king of England coming out of the imperial mausoleum with these papers. He looked very excited. It seemed that he had got some treasure. My subordinates guessed that he might be plotting something with the crown prince. The contents of their plans should be recorded on those papers..."

The Xiling King interrupted him with a sneer.

"Have you read the contents of these papers after you stole them?"

Subordinates hurriedly said: "subordinates dare not peek."

Pointing to the papers on the ground, the king of Xiling gnashed his teeth and said, "show me now. Don't miss a word. Finish it all!"

The subordinate stretched out his trembling hand, picked up the paper on the ground and looked at it one by one.

At first, he was still a little confused when he saw it. When he saw it, he gradually became in a trance.

At last he realized that he had stolen the wrong thing!

This is not a conspiracy at all, but a messy story!

The subordinate kowtowed hard: "please forgive me for my incompetence!"

The king of Xiling didn't want to look at him any more. As soon as he waved his hand, a guard rushed in and dragged the subordinate out with his mouth covered.

Xie chuxue bent down, stretched out her slender jade finger and picked up the paper on the ground.

She finished reading the contents of the paper and mocked.

"The English king fruit is really a straw bag. He is not only ignorant, but also his words are so ugly."

The king of Xiling turned his face and said, "burn these things for me. I don't want to see them again."

As soon as he saw the contents on the paper, he felt humiliated that his IQ was rubbed on the ground.

Xie chuxue said: "I think the story on the paper is very interesting. A waste wood surprised everyone after the counter attack. Does the king of England's ability to write such a story mean that he also wants to counter attack the upper position like the protagonist?"

The king of Xiling sneered: "he is the eldest son of the emperor anyway. He must have ideas about that position in his heart."

Xie chuxue: "didn't you say that Youwang is hard to control? Why don't we add another weight?"

"You mean..."

Xie chuxue shook the paper in her hand and smiled: "since the king of England wants to counter attack, we will use it as a bait for us."