On the wedding night, I was read by the cold prince

Chapter 82

"My lord, I really don't have a drop of my concubine body." Qiao Lege raised her moist and clear eyes, and looked at Lin Mo'an pitifully.

"No?" Lin Mo'an raised his eyebrows lightly, pointing at the freshly baked IOU with his white fingers, and said quietly, "Then what is this?"

"This, this is my father's coffin book. Your lord, you won't want to snatch it." Qiao Lege stared at her vigilantly, and then quickly stuffed the IOU into his underwear.

He raised his head and took a look, then continued to stuff it a little more worriedly.

"When did this king say he was going to steal it? I was just reminding you kindly that there are still 1000 taels of gold available here."

"My lord, there is no frivolous talk about the matter between husband and wife. It's all called boudoir interest. How can we talk about money? It hurts our feelings so much."

Lin Mo'an nodded: "You are right."

Even though he said that, he still stretched out his palm in front of Qiao Lege, and the meaning was self-evident.

"Didn't your lord agree with what I said?"

"Yeah! The one who recognized you was the king from the last second, but now the king suddenly doesn't accept this truth, so I give you the money."

【He can obviously rob him directly, but he still finds a reason thoughtfully. He is really a good dog. 】

Qiao Lege was stunned for a long time, then took a deep breath, stretched out his left hand, and placed it in the open palm,

His cheeks were flushed, and he looked shy and timid: "Since that's the case, the prince will come and get it."

The location where she put it is just a little bit above the bellyband. If others want to get it, they have to slide it over the chest [-]% of the time.

She dared to bet that this person would be absolutely ashamed. This came from the confidence of the author's own mother.

The man's eyes fell on the hands they were clasping, and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.

"Let's go down."

[What, what, I don't really want to do it, I'm really just talking about it for a while. 】

Hearing these faint words, Qiao Lege's eyes widened in disbelief. She hastily withdrew her left hand from Lin Mo'an's palm, and turned to pull Xiaoyu.

However, as soon as she moved, her left hand was covered by five fingers that suddenly bent down. He held it tightly, and the temperature between the two exchanged through the skin.

Qiao Lege blushed and persuaded in a low voice: "My lord, I'm afraid it will damage your reputation."

"Didn't the concubine ask this king to do this?" The man slightly bent his mouth, with an innocent expression on his face, "However, the current posture seems to be really inconvenient."

Before Qiao Lege could speak, Lin Mo'an grabbed his shoulders and pulled him into his arms.

The man's movement was too sudden, Qiao Lege didn't react at all,

After she realized what happened, the positions of the two were rounded off, which was equivalent to swapping.

Lin Mo'an was sitting in the wheelchair that belonged to her, and she was sitting on the other's lap.

This position was too intimate, Qiao Lege was so frightened that he struggled to get up,

The waist was buckled.

It was so strong that she couldn't break free at all.

The most terrible thing is that she can feel the hot air from the tip of the other's nose circling on her earlobe.

Coupled with the possibility of people appearing around at any time, Qiao Lege's body was almost as stiff as a zombie.

"My lord."

Hearing the trembling voice, Lin Mo'an slowly lowered his head, and pressed his thin lips behind her ears, his voice was hoarse and low: "Are you sure you want me to come and pick it up in person?"

While speaking, his bony index finger was already resting on the woman's collarbone,

The two are now in an intimate and ambiguous posture.

Qiao Lege took a few deep breaths, and finally closed his eyes resolutely: "The prince can take it if he wants it. But if he touches the concubine, he will still have to give money."

"Pfft." A chuckle came from behind the ear, followed by a male voice full of mischief,

"Tell me what you plan to do with 1000 taels of gold. If the reason is good enough, I will let you keep it."

Qiao Lege froze for a moment, his brain began to function rapidly, and dozens of lies began to be freely combined.

She thought for a few seconds, the light in her eyes kept flickering, hesitated, and finally chose to tell the truth.

"My lord, do you remember what my concubine told you in the palace?"

Lin Mo'an's long curled eyelashes trembled a little, he raised his exquisite eyes, and looked at Qiao Lege with astonishment, but also with a little imperceptible satisfaction.

This man actually planned to tell the truth to himself.

"Wait, let's talk about it in another place."

His voice was so faint that only the two of them could hear it.

Qiao Lege is not an idiot either, so she naturally heard the implication. She glanced around inadvertently, and found something strange as expected.

Someone has been watching this place all the time. What does the master behind that person want to do? Lin Mo'an's actions just now are a kind of confusing behavior. What does he want to do?
Before she could think about the reason,
Lin Mo'an had already increased the strength in his hands, and directly hugged Qiao Lege by the waist, and walked forward like this.

"My lord, my wheelchair is still in the back."

"Someone will bring it over."

Hearing this, Qiao Lege closed his mouth obediently and didn't say much, but his eyes looked back from time to time.

Lin Mo'an brought Qiao Lege back to his room, put her on a recliner, and sat on the tea table himself, pouring a cup of tea slowly,

Then taste it carefully.

Although his demeanor is very elegant, but now he is really like a tea drinker who is going to listen to a storyteller, or the kind of whoring for nothing.

I don't know if Qiao Lege's resentment was too deep, Lin Mo'an stopped his hands and turned his head to look over.

"Speak, my king is listening."

"I told the prince before that I can foresee some future scenes. The last time was the massacre of assassins at the birthday banquet. Although the picture this time is not clear, I can vaguely perceive it. My father borrowed a thousand taels of gold. , and got into a very nasty trouble,

It seems to be a legacy case or something, but the final ending is that the monarch and his subjects are divorced!
The last four words were like a heavy hammer hitting Lin Mo'an's heart,
His five fingers on the teacup trembled slightly,

Qiao Zhenglie is different from other courtiers. He is not only a courtier who followed His Majesty all the way to war, but also a confidant who accompanied him when he was young. He is one of the few people who the emperor trusts wholeheartedly.
Such a person, because of the loan of silver, was involved in an unsolved case, and finally the monarch and his ministers were divorced.

What kind of case can it be.
Thinking about it, Lin Mo'an couldn't help tightening his five fingers, his eyes were already dark.

That should be the only thing.

"What's behind? Did you see anything behind?" His voice was lower than before, and there were some strange emotions hidden.

(End of this chapter)