Chapter 780
Saying this, I can't tell if I am angry or not confident.
She felt a little sore in her heart, but her nose was actually sore.
The person on the bed finally spoke: "There is no need to give way."
The soreness in Tang Shijiu's nose receded a bit, he lowered his head to button his clothes, and pretended not to care: "Hmph, you still have feelings for her, I won't ruin your good deeds."
This sentence is already a self-confident ridicule from the perspective of the winner.
Even when she snorted coldly, there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.
However, soon, that smile froze like his hand buttoning his clothes.
"She will only be a side concubine. If you don't want to, a concubine is fine."
Tang Nineteen didn't know how he fastened the buttons, but felt that wearing the Southern Xinjiang clothes was really troublesome, as there were too many buttons.
She even became flustered in her hands, her eye circles were sore, and her throat was astringent.
"nineteen……"
"To shut up."
She didn't want to talk, and she didn't want to listen to him.
After buttoning her clothes, she hurried out of the room.
Didn't even notice, because she was in such a hurry, she even knocked over the washbasin stand, and the water spilled all over the floor.
After coming out of the room, the sky outside was slightly bright, and the whole palace was still immersed in sleep except for the servants who got up early and carnivaled till late yesterday.
She came out of the yard with no purpose, no idea where she was going, and her heart was in a mess.
The chicness that can give way at any time, after a certain level of emotional dedication, is just a chicness on the lips.
Southern Xinjiang in the morning was as cold as the night. She was wearing thin clothes, and the cold wind even poured into the bones, but it was not as cold as that heart.
He said, you don't have to step aside, she's just a side concubine, if you don't want to, she can be a concubine.
Hahaha, how funny.
Laughing, she really wanted to find a place where no one was around, and laugh out loud.
King Xuan's words became a prophecy.
He said that Qu Tiange would marry Bian Chenyu, he said that he would smile and watch Tang Nineteen cry.
Cry, she doesn't cry for you, only fools cry.
But what is the warm liquid that keeps falling from the eye sockets.
It's too embarrassing, she must not let King Xuan see it, she wants to hide.
She has fought him so many times, and she must not let him see her fail.
On the road on the left, there is a garden. It seems that there is no one in such an early morning.
She hid in and walked deeper into the garden.
The flower branches brushed the hair, and the petals fell all over the head.
Some of the petals poured into her neck, and it was cool, but she didn't want to pick them.
After walking for a long time, she finally suffered from back pain and couldn't walk anymore.
Standing blankly in a sea of flowers, she didn't know what to do.
He obviously wanted to find a secluded place to laugh, but also wanted to find a secluded place to hide and cry.
But now, there is no emotion at all.
He just stared at the flowers blooming in front of him obsessively, but he was not fascinated by the sea of flowers, but just felt uncomfortable in his heart, and couldn't even make an expression.
She didn't know how long she stood there, but she froze for a moment when there was a burst of heat on her shoulders.
Turning his head halfway, a bright yellow chilong-patterned cloak hung on his body.
She was in a daze for a moment, then hurriedly turned around and bowed down: "Your Majesty."
The man, holding a bundle of swords in his hand and wearing a corseted robe, stood among the flowers and smiled gently at her.
"I heard someone coming from a distance, and thought Jiang Defu kept talking to me. It turned out to be you, why are you wearing so little clothes?"
Tang Nineteen hurriedly said, "I went out for a walk in the morning. I didn't expect it to be so cold outside. After walking far, I don't want to go back to add clothes."
(End of this chapter)
Saying this, I can't tell if I am angry or not confident.
She felt a little sore in her heart, but her nose was actually sore.
The person on the bed finally spoke: "There is no need to give way."
The soreness in Tang Shijiu's nose receded a bit, he lowered his head to button his clothes, and pretended not to care: "Hmph, you still have feelings for her, I won't ruin your good deeds."
This sentence is already a self-confident ridicule from the perspective of the winner.
Even when she snorted coldly, there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.
However, soon, that smile froze like his hand buttoning his clothes.
"She will only be a side concubine. If you don't want to, a concubine is fine."
Tang Nineteen didn't know how he fastened the buttons, but felt that wearing the Southern Xinjiang clothes was really troublesome, as there were too many buttons.
She even became flustered in her hands, her eye circles were sore, and her throat was astringent.
"nineteen……"
"To shut up."
She didn't want to talk, and she didn't want to listen to him.
After buttoning her clothes, she hurried out of the room.
Didn't even notice, because she was in such a hurry, she even knocked over the washbasin stand, and the water spilled all over the floor.
After coming out of the room, the sky outside was slightly bright, and the whole palace was still immersed in sleep except for the servants who got up early and carnivaled till late yesterday.
She came out of the yard with no purpose, no idea where she was going, and her heart was in a mess.
The chicness that can give way at any time, after a certain level of emotional dedication, is just a chicness on the lips.
Southern Xinjiang in the morning was as cold as the night. She was wearing thin clothes, and the cold wind even poured into the bones, but it was not as cold as that heart.
He said, you don't have to step aside, she's just a side concubine, if you don't want to, she can be a concubine.
Hahaha, how funny.
Laughing, she really wanted to find a place where no one was around, and laugh out loud.
King Xuan's words became a prophecy.
He said that Qu Tiange would marry Bian Chenyu, he said that he would smile and watch Tang Nineteen cry.
Cry, she doesn't cry for you, only fools cry.
But what is the warm liquid that keeps falling from the eye sockets.
It's too embarrassing, she must not let King Xuan see it, she wants to hide.
She has fought him so many times, and she must not let him see her fail.
On the road on the left, there is a garden. It seems that there is no one in such an early morning.
She hid in and walked deeper into the garden.
The flower branches brushed the hair, and the petals fell all over the head.
Some of the petals poured into her neck, and it was cool, but she didn't want to pick them.
After walking for a long time, she finally suffered from back pain and couldn't walk anymore.
Standing blankly in a sea of flowers, she didn't know what to do.
He obviously wanted to find a secluded place to laugh, but also wanted to find a secluded place to hide and cry.
But now, there is no emotion at all.
He just stared at the flowers blooming in front of him obsessively, but he was not fascinated by the sea of flowers, but just felt uncomfortable in his heart, and couldn't even make an expression.
She didn't know how long she stood there, but she froze for a moment when there was a burst of heat on her shoulders.
Turning his head halfway, a bright yellow chilong-patterned cloak hung on his body.
She was in a daze for a moment, then hurriedly turned around and bowed down: "Your Majesty."
The man, holding a bundle of swords in his hand and wearing a corseted robe, stood among the flowers and smiled gently at her.
"I heard someone coming from a distance, and thought Jiang Defu kept talking to me. It turned out to be you, why are you wearing so little clothes?"
Tang Nineteen hurriedly said, "I went out for a walk in the morning. I didn't expect it to be so cold outside. After walking far, I don't want to go back to add clothes."
(End of this chapter)
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