Work overtime

After Li Beichen finished speaking seriously, he kept looking at Jiang Yuebai by the candlelight.

Under the candlelight, Jiang Yuebai's whole body was coated with a gentle warm color.

Let Li Beichen's heart also soften.

Holding Jiaojiao's hand, he said in a gentle voice, "Jiaojiao, I have wronged you so much."

Jiang Yuebai lowered her eyes slightly, and shook her head: "The concubine is not wronged. The emperor trusts and loves the concubine so much, I can only feel moved."

But I thought in my heart, no matter whether the medicine can cure the poison or not, what kind of side effects will it have.Anyway, I have already taken the medicine, and I can't spit it out.Once these few things have been turned over safely, you will already be Amitabha.

As a grassroots employee, if something goes wrong, you don't have to take the blame, so what qualifications do you have to be wronged or wronged.

"That's good."

Li Beichen stretched out his hand to trace Jiang Yuebai's eyebrows and eyes, and was silent for a moment, "I'm going back first. You should rest early, don't go to bed too late, and take care of your body."

"Yes."

Jiang Yuebai nodded slightly, raised her eyes, and smiled brightly at Li Beichen, "The emperor also rested earlier."

When Li Beichen heard this sentence, he was slightly taken aback, supported Jiang Yuebai's shoulder, and looked into her eyes, "Is Jiaojiao jealous?"

Jiang Yuebai looked directly at Li Beichen, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "It is an honor for my concubine to share the worries of the emperor. What the emperor wishes is what the concubine wants. When the emperor is happy, the concubine is happy. The emperor is the king of a country." Jun, the love of children is naturally not as important as the country..."

His eyes were shining brightly under the candlelight, full of aura.

Li Beichen was a little disappointed when he heard these frank words.He hoped that Jiaojiao would say that she was jealous, so that he could show that he cared about him.

Human nature is so cheap.

Li Beichen hopes that all the women in the harem are as sensible as Jiang Yuebai, learn to be tolerant for the sake of the country, take the overall situation into consideration, and stop making troubles all the time.

But I hope that his Jiang Yuebai will not always be so rational and sensible, be more self-willed, more self-willed, and have more love for children, just like when he was playing rock-paper-scissors with him.

Before Jiang Yuebai said this, he hesitated for a moment, in fact, he was thinking about which mode of answer would be the most favorite of the leader.Have no sense of who the leader is going to bed with tonight.

But Li Beichen misunderstood that Jiaojiao was jealous, so what he said was somewhat insincere.

"Jiaojiao, if you are happy, I will be happy. I hope I can protect you and be so happy all my life."

Jiang Yuebai nodded, showing a bright smile.Let Li Beichen's whole heart melt.

The two chatted a few more gossips, but Li Beichen still left and went to Qianqing Palace.

When he arrived at Qianqing Palace, Fan Xu had been waiting there for a long time.

For the sake of safety, Xu Fuhai changed all the robes into highly transparent ones, without a single belt, only three buttons.In this way, the maid can't use the belt to commit murder.

According to the emperor's request, the hair was completely loose and pulled behind her back, without any accessories on her body.Even the makeup on the face has been cleaned up to prevent the poisonous powder and mouth fat.Xu Fuhai's thoughts were not insignificant.

The so-called natural de-carving, clear water out of hibiscus.

"Do you want to tie up your hands and feet?" Xu Fuhai asked respectfully.

What?
Fan Xu, who was lying quietly on the bed, opened his eyes wide, his body trembled, and his face suddenly became hot.

How dare you tie up your hands and feet so that you can't cover them anywhere, wouldn't it be embarrassing to death.An image of Jiang Jinxiu unexpectedly appeared in his mind.Could it be that that small body has been subjected to such a storm.

Biting his lip, trembling nervously.

Li Beichen thought for a while, then waved his hand, "No need."

A huge room, empty, only a bed, a table, a chair, and a long table.

It's even more shabby than the humble office of the CEO of a start-up company. After all, there are no sofas and drinking fountains.

But no matter how simple it is, as long as it can work.

The project exchange went smoothly and the check-in was successful.

According to the usual practice, Fan promised to give Changzai, sealed some rewards, and asked about the situation of her fellow Gong Xironghua, and asked her to arrange a sedan chair to be sent back to the palace.

Fan Changzai was sitting in the sedan chair with tears in his eyes and sadness in his heart, but he didn't dare to cry.

Women often fall asleep before they really care about a man and become more tender towards him.

Before that, her heart was in a relatively closed state, and she paid more attention to whether she loved the other person or not. Once she opened it, she became more obsessed with whether this man loved her or not.

Even if the emperor coaxed her hypocritically and asked her to rest in Qianqing Palace for a while before sending her back, she would not be so sad.

In contrast, I heard that my best friend Jiang Jinxiu didn't call for water until the middle of the night the day before yesterday, not only stayed directly in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, but also spared her greetings.

What's more, it was also the first time serving as a bed servant, and she was not only promoted to a higher level, but also given the title "Chun", which was equivalent to being promoted to a level and a half.

She understands that she can't completely monopolize this man, and cares more about whether the man loves her more or loves her female colleagues more.

Even take a step back, as long as you pay attention to me and are willing to coax me when we are together, you can feel a lot better.

But even this Li Beichen couldn't do it, it only took a stick of incense time, and the whole process was nothing but a few guiding words.

This is her first time.In fact, it is also the first time for most women in the harem.

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The Tianxiang Building reopened, and it was extremely lively.

From early in the morning, firecrackers, gongs, drums, lion dances, and storytelling were set off.

There are all kinds of tall flower baskets at the door.

There are also beauties and guys who give small snacks to passers-by for free.

"Ms. Chu Yu, the new oiran, is making her debut tonight. Welcome everyone to come and have dinner, drink tea and listen to music."

The storyteller was not talking about the most popular "Legend of the Fuguiren in the Harem", but "Journey to the West".

"By the way, the Monkey King heard that Bi Mawen was a sesame official who raised horses. He was so angry that he went directly to the Jade Emperor's father and said that my grandson quit..."

The storyteller spoke vividly and danced.Moreover, the content is suitable for all ages, and there are wave after wave of people who come to listen to the book for free.

There was a long line in front of the long table for organization registration, winding in threes.

Suddenly, a handsome young man in a sky-blue brocade robe came over, waving a folding fan and walking towards this side.Following behind, two servants rushed forward immediately, squeezed through the sea of ​​people, and shouted angrily, "Let's go, let's go".

Many people around had already recognized the identity of the young man, and they all gave way, even though other people didn't know why, they followed the crowd to make way.

"My son is Meng Ran, the son of Prime Minister Meng Xiang. Tonight is my treat. Book a box for six people on the second floor, and ask for the best location."

Everyone was silent, this was Meng Ran who was side by side with Chen Zhanghan among the "Four Young Masters of the Capital", the youngest son of Meng Xiang's concubine, the dude whose favorite man knelt down and begged for mercy and called him "Master Meng".

The boy in charge of registration hesitated for a moment, and said very politely: "My shopkeeper ordered that today's appointments be registered in order of priority."

Then he glanced at the line, did some calculations in his mind, and said with a smile: "You two young masters, if you line up for your young master now, you should be able to get in the lobby on the first floor and the rooftop on the fourth floor."

"The hall on the first floor?" One of the dog legs waved his fist unceremoniously, and said viciously, "I'm afraid you don't want to open Xianglou today. Do you know who my son is? The fourth young master of the capital! Master Meng!"