Queen's Purpose

Chapter 392 Don't be cheap even if your hands are itchy
Quan Qingjiu loosened his strength at first, but in the next second, his face became more gloomy, "I pinched my wrist, why do you hurt?"

Xia Fanyin was innocent, "Of course it hurts from the wrist you pinched!"

Quan Qing laughed angrily, "Are you pretending again?"

She bit her lip, plunged into his arms, and said pitifully, "It really hurts, let go quickly."

Quan Qingjiu, "..."

He sighed inaudibly, and the action of clasping her wrist changed to holding her. He put her hand in his palm, checked it carefully, and said in a deep voice: "What do you do when you take it off? Go back and repack it later."

"Yeah." She might still have to take off the bag.

"You haven't answered the question yet." The man stared at her coldly.

Xia Fanyin thought for a while, and chose an answer that she thought was more reliable, "I just... have itchy hands."

The man glanced at her coldly, "If the deity chops it up for you, it won't itch, right?"

Xia Fanyin shook her head quickly, and said seriously: "I'm not saying that the hands are itchy, but the scabs are itchy!"

Only then did Quan Qingjiu's tone soften, "That's because the wound is healing. At this time, don't be mean even if your hands are itchy."

Xia Fanyin, "..." He's such a cheap guy!
At this moment, two figures walked slowly outside the door.

Qing Sang led Xia Yingge into the door, and said respectfully: "Master, Your Royal Highness, the Sixth Princess is here."

Qing Sang was used to their posture of leaning against each other, but Xia Yingge was stunned.

She thought that when she saw these two people, they were already very sticky, but she didn't expect these two people to have no scruples in the mansion, and they were still so... flirting when they were eating?

And I have to say that Quan Qingjiu, if one ignores his physical disability, usually looks really hard to take one's eyes off.

She remembered her father's instructions before leaving the palace, closed her eyes, walked in slowly with a smile, "Seventh sister, nine thousand years old."

Seeing outsiders coming, Xia Fanyin immediately behaved, "Sixth Sister is here, what's the matter?"

Xia Yingge sighed slightly, "Father asked me to tell you that the murderer who killed the third sister has been found, and she is a court lady who is often bullied by the third sister. I didn't expect the third sister to look so gentle. In private Li Que... finally died tragically at the hands of the maid."

Xia Fanyin's eyes suddenly turned cold when he heard the words, the maid, she really was the maid - just a scapegoat who was pulled out to cover her back.

Xia Yingge was a little surprised when she saw that her expression was not good, "Seventh sister, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Xia Fanyin came back to her senses, and pulled her lips, "Has Sixth Sister eaten? Do you want to stay and eat?"

Xia Fanyin actually said it casually, thinking she would refuse, but unexpectedly she nodded, "Okay."

Then he sat down next to Quan Qingjiu, and glanced at him with a smile, "I heard that it will be the nine thousandth birthday in two days, I wonder if you plan to do something big or small this time?"

Quan Qingjiu said indifferently: "During the funeral of the third princess, everything should be kept simple. It's just a birthday, don't do it."

Xia Yingge's face froze, but she soon returned to her smile, "Nine thousand years old is concerned about the country and the people, and now even the third sister's affairs are so concerned, it is really a good help for the father. But since I already know about it Now, the congratulatory gifts are naturally indispensable."

Xia Fanyin paused with the chopsticks in her hand, suddenly raised her eyes, and glanced at the man with a half-smile.

Quan Qingjiu, "..."

(End of this chapter)