Chapter 947: The little sweetheart of the regent (7)
Chapter 947 The Prince Regent’s Sweetheart (7)
"What are you kidding me?"
"It is said that Miss Su often goes crazy, she is really crazy."
"Anyone who speaks madly can recognize the queen empress as her mother's maid, and her mind is really unclear."
"That's not necessarily true. Although this Miss Su looks like a child, she has clear eyes and clear speech, and she does not appear to be sick."
"It is said that Miss Su is sometimes clear and mad, and not crazy all the time."
At this point, no one dared to speak anymore.
just looked at the queen's eyes, and they were all glowing with dim light, as if they were looking at a monster.
It’s really refreshing.
【Host, what are you doing? 】Why doesn't it understand?
said that there was a problem with the pill, it could understand that this made the suspicious little emperor suspicious of Shang Su Yue.
After all, Daochang He was introduced by Su Yue.
But the rest of the matter is completely unintelligible.
I don’t know why Su Qiao said that.
It doesn’t believe that she really admitted the wrong person.
Su Yue was trembling with anger.
Her eyes were red, and she knelt in front of the emperor, weeping:
"The eldest sister is like a mother. I blame the concubine for not disciplining her sister. They have attracted the emperor's interest. Please the emperor to punish!"
The emperor’s eyes flickered for a moment.
But compared to Su Qiao who is crazy, he still believes in the woman he likes.
"How can this blame you? Get up."
"Thank you, the emperor for forgiveness."
Su Yue pressed the tears in the corner of her eyes with her veil:
"Oh, my sister has been hit too hard. She has forgotten even her mother has passed away for many years. Fortunately, the emperor is kind and doesn't care about her."
"Qiu Lan, don't let people take her down, ask Dr. Liu to take a look at her?"
"Yes."
Su Yue's close-fitting maid of court took the order, and gave a wink at the two maids behind him.
The three of them are going to forcibly take Su Qiao away.
Ye Jinghua completely cold her face.
"Why is the queen so anxious?
You also said that her mind is not clear, so why bother with her? "
"Today happens to be the emperor's birthday, so what if you just listen to it as fun?"
Su Yue hated her in her heart, but she couldn’t help the night Jinghua.
She looked very embarrassed: "Yes..."
Seeing Ye Jinghua's anger, Ye Beiyao hurriedly said: "It's rare that the emperor is so interested, why are you interested in the emperor?"
Qiulan and the three quietly retracted their feet, and did not even dare to lift their heads.
Prince King Jing always said that he would kill people.
If the three of them hadn't walked slowly just now, it is estimated that their heads would have fallen to the ground.
Night view, Hua Dynasty Gonggong Liu beckoned.
Grandpa Liu quickly walked over and put the tray on the long wooden table in front of him.
Ye Jinghua stretched out her hand and slowly twisted a small pill the size of a pea: "You said before, this black bean is addictive?"
"Addicted?"
Su Qiao was quietly picking up a snack and stuffing it into his mouth. When he heard what he said, he was taken aback and shook his head decisively:
"I don't understand, I just want to eat it anyway, my mother told me not to touch this."
Pushing the snack into his mouth, Su Qiao swallows a few mouthfuls, adding to the corners of his mouth,
"I'm finished, where is my roast chicken?"
Ye Jinghua didn’t embarrass her, and threw the black pill in her hand back onto the porcelain plate, without turning her head back: “Little plum, go to the imperial house and let someone cook her a roast chicken.”
"It's three." Su Qiao reminded quickly.
Seeing her drooling look, Ye Jinghua couldn't help but want to laugh.
The fingers moved slightly, and there was an idea of touching her little head.
"Well, remember, give her three."
"You are really a big good person."
Rubbing a somewhat swollen belly, Su Qiao showed a bright smile.
Three roast chickens are here.
Don't underestimate these three roast chickens.
The original clone is in the palace, and even the green tofu is hard to eat.
The most eaten are cold hard steamed buns, or rotten, sand-mixed meals.
(End of this chapter)
