Ghost King and Concubine

Chapter 72 The Beautiful Seventh Miss [5]

The temperaments of these two people are so similar, so similar that people don't think...they are the same person.

But how could Feng Limo have an antidote?Is it true that Feng Kingdom is full of talents and knowledgeable?

She lazily raised her head and glanced at him, "Prince Mo is too lenient, it's none of your business whether I drink or not."

"You are the woman I like. Do you have any reason?" He sat down at the table with his arms folded and threatened, "If you dare not drink, I will drink it."

Jiaai gave him a blank look, didn't bother to pay attention, and continued to eat other things.

He didn't talk nonsense anymore, picked up the bowl of chicken soup, and moved his big hand to her jaw.

Only then did Jiaai believe that he really knew how to use irrigation.

"Prince Mo!"

Seeing how rude he was, the emperor stepped forward to stop him, but Sikong Boyi took a step ahead of him and grabbed Feng Limo's arm.

"Prince Mo, please respect yourself."

Feng Limo snorted heavily, stretched his arms and let go of Sikong Boyi's hand.

Sikong Boyi did not show any weakness, and immediately joined forces with him.

Duan Jiaai frowned, moved back deftly, and took off Feng Limo's hand. After eating the last mouthful of plain rice, she wiped her mouth lazily, her voice was clear and powerful.

"Jinxi, I want to wash up, please go out."

Her eyes were slightly tired, and she spoke lightly, not paying attention to the emperor's lofty status and the two men's friendship at all, as if nothing about them had anything to do with her.

Feng Limo raised her eyebrows, her lazy and haughty look was very charming, he brushed away the hand of his boss, Sikong Boyi, his thick black eyes firmly fixed on her charming face.

Sikong Boyi also stopped, and looked at Duan Jiaai.

This is too arrogant, Jin Xi no longer has the same thoughts as before this time, she stands quietly by the side, silently watching everything, and becomes the most loyal eyeliner.

"Okay, you have a good rest, let's go out first."

After saying that, the emperor looked at Feng Limo, "Prince Mo, please."

Feng Limo glanced at Jia Ai meaningfully, but didn't care about anything, and went out.

Sikong Boyi stopped beside her, and there was a faint scent of fresh air coming from his body. Jiaai turned her head, and stared straight at him with clear, deep, and beautiful big eyes.

His eyes flashed, and he said four words softly, "Take a good rest."

She raised her eyebrows, "Don't worry about it."

Her voice was not as cold as his, but her stunning attitude was an indifference that puts people thousands of miles away.

Compared with his coldness, her coldness is not inferior.

A slight annoyance flashed across Sikong Boyi's eyes, and Jia Ai was keenly aware of the momentary displeasure.

But it doesn't matter if he is unhappy, she is not Duan Jiaai from her previous life, so she doesn't need to please him, cater to him, and she will be grateful for even a little care from him.

On the contrary, she disdains.

"Jinxi, how could I have been poisoned?" After everyone left, Jiaai grabbed Jinxi's hand and asked, "If someone in this palace framed me, would they just kill me?"

Jin Xi looked down at Duan Jiaai's hand on her arm, she reached out and pushed her hand away, as if picking up the tableware on the table.

"Miss, I don't know, you suddenly collapsed after eating half of it that day."

Although Duan Jiaai is not as stupid as before, and her face is full of dark shifts, but who knows if she has any other diseases, if she is infected, it will not be worth the loss.

(End of this chapter)