Marrying on your behalf: the abandoned concubine of the cold-faced prince

Chapter 64

Jixiang took down the silk handkerchief of Xinghua under his armpit, and covered his mouth and nose in disgust: "Oh, there is such a strong musty smell in there, really, why does the prince like you? Go, the princess is calling you."

Mo Li's heart skipped a beat and he said in a trembling voice, "Miss Auspicious, why is the princess called a slave?"

Jixiang raised his hand to look at the jade bracelet on his wrist and said with a sneer: "Go, don't you know? Let's go, don't make the princess wait."

The crystal bead curtains were rippling, and occasionally a few strings of bead curtains collided with each other to make a crisp sound, and the crystal beads on each bead curtain emitted colorful light, making it difficult to see the appearance of the house clearly.

Mo Li knelt in the outer hall: "My maidservant greets the princess, and the princess is blessed and safe."

"Princess is taking a nap now, you just kneel down, and she will talk to you when she wakes up." Jixiang ordered coldly from the other side of the bead curtain.

Mo Li had been kneeling on the cold and hard marble for an hour, and even though it was early spring and March, the cold air on the marble was still piercing into Mo Li's legs, and the joint pain that was already there unexpectedly started to hurt.

Just when Mo Li thought he was about to lose his hold, a lazy and cold voice came from inside the room: "Call that bitch in."

Jixiang walked up to Mo Li: "Bitch, the princess has passed on your words."

Mo Li staggered to his feet, and followed Jixiang into the inner room. A sweet and greasy aroma lingered on the tip of Mo Li's nose, making Mo Li's chest feel more oppressed.

Xinru was sitting on the soft bed of the white bird pear blossom, leaning on the long pillow of blue satin on the right side, Mo Li's knees were in severe pain, but he had to endure the pain and knelt down again: "My maidservant greets the princess, and the princess is blessed." .”

The princess covered her mouth and nose with a silk handkerchief in disgust and cursed angrily: "Xiaohuan, you pigheaded pighead, you can't do anything well, why can't you smell the vixen in this room? Fill it with more frankincense that the lord gave me, to fume the scent of this fox."

Xiaohuan limped and picked up the aroma burner in the corner and brought it to Mo Li's side, saying bitterly, "This foxy smell comes from this bitch."

Mo Li, who was choked by the strong aroma and smoke, coughed again and again. The sweet smell made Mo Li retch several times, and he snorted coldly: "What a sad cheek, eyes like autumn waves, just like this. To the prince? I really underestimated you back then."

"Ahem. Forgive me, princess. The slave didn't intend to disturb the prince. Forgive me, princess." Mo Li just wanted to leave this place immediately.

"You are so soft-spoken and pretending to be aggrieved. Not to mention the prince, even I like it a little bit. I heard that your soy milk is very good, and even the emperor is full of praise. , tonight the prince will be doing business in the palace and will come back tomorrow morning. Since the prince likes you so much, you should serve him well. I have a basket of high-quality beans here. Go and make a bowl of soy milk for the prince. Xiaohuan will take her to sieve beans, remember to ask her to kneel down and pick beans for me."

Seeing the hatred in Mo Li's eyes, Xiaohuan pinched and twisted Mo Li to leave the inner room. There was a huge bamboo basket outside the outer hall. In front of the bamboo basket was a pile of broken porcelain pieces. Stained with dark red blood, Xiaohuan said: "Bitch, if it wasn't for you, my leg wouldn't have been hurt like this, kneel on it for me, and I'll make you feel that life is worse than death. "

(End of this chapter)