A vicious concubine dressed as a villain

Chapter 72 He is just a 14-year-old boy
next morning
Zhao Qingluo got up from the bed with a terrified expression.

She was full of disbelief.

What's going on, how did she wake up from the bed?
Where is Xie Yiqing?
Could it be that she sleepwalked in the middle of the night and got Xie Yiqing off the bed, and then lay on the bed by herself.

As soon as this terrifying thought came out, she suddenly panicked.

"Your Highness, Your Highness." She put on her shoes and walked out, shouting.

Who else could this man in fluttering white clothes who was reading a book be Xie Yiqing?
"Wake up." He put down the book in his hand, looked at her, and then sounded a low and soothing voice with a somewhat hoarse voice.

He held out his hand and motioned for her to come over.

Zhao Qingluo was a little nervous, lowered her head, and asked in a questioning tone: "Your Highness, did your slave yesterday?"

"Oh, I put you in bed."

"Why, do you dislike me?"

Xie Yiqing looked at her with a smile that was not a smile, and there was a bit of playfulness in his tone.

Zhao Qingluo was terrified immediately, and said hastily: "No, no, how dare this servant despise His Highness."

For some reason, she felt a little weird in her heart, and she felt hairy.

The person in front of him is obviously only 14 years old, but he has already grown very tall, but his body is a little thin.

He is obviously a brat, but he always pretends to be so old-fashioned.

"Does your Highness feel better?"

Zhao Qingluo thought that the person in front of her was still sick, so she hurriedly asked a question with concern.

"Did you know? Except for the queen mother, you are the first person who cares about my life." His mood suddenly became a little sad.

After all, he is still a child and needs people to care about him, but after so many years, no one is willing to care about him.

Especially the man who is a father, I'm afraid I wish he could disappear.

Gradually, his heart slowly closed, thinking of this, he laughed at himself.

Zhao Qingluo suddenly felt that she had never understood the person in front of her, and everything she knew was brought from the book.

The book said that he was an unscrupulous and cruel person, but who would know that he was also kind in the past.

"Your Highness, you still have Luoluo, Luoluo will be with you." Zhao Qingluo comforted her softly, feeling a little unbearable.

Xie Yiqing turned his eyes to the pear tree with complicated eyes, and said indifferently: "No one will always be with anyone."

"Did you see that pear tree? It was left by my mother. My mother once said that it would stay with me instead of her, but now it can't hold on anymore."

Following his line of sight, Zhao Qingluo looked over, wondering what he meant by not being able to persist.

Is this pear tree dying?

"Your Highness, how could it be?" Zhao Qingluo comforted with a smile.

But what she didn't know was that the pear tree had faint traces of withering long ago, and the current prosperity was just an illusion.

Xie Yiqing pulled a stiff smile at the corner of his mouth, as if to comfort himself: "Yes."

Seeing his forced smile, Zhao Qingluo didn't know what to say.

"Yesterday, what medicine did you feed me?"

Xie Yiqing suddenly remembered that he felt a bit of bitterness in his mouth in a daze yesterday. It was because someone stuffed two small pills into his mouth.

It is reasonable to say that it takes a long time to recover from the wind and cold, but for some reason he always feels that he is almost better.

So what's so magical about those two little pills?
It can make people feel better instantly.

Where did Luoluo come from?

These doubts arose spontaneously in his heart, and he looked at Zhao Qingluo with a little confusion in his eyes.

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(End of this chapter)