The Evil Emperor Chasing the Fleeing Concubine: Miss Genius

Chapter 532 [Blue Bird] Crystal Exquisite Heart 4
"How, is there any news about my father?" Xiang Sili jumped out of the sedan chair and asked the person behind the screen.

She walked around the screen as she spoke, and just as she finished speaking, she had already arrived in the inner room, only to hear a click, and the man standing by the desk suddenly turned around with a smile on his face: "It's okay, the king has ordered someone to do it." You'll get the news this afternoon."

When he was speaking, he blocked the calligraphy and painting behind him, but Xiang Sili recognized it at a glance, and the calligraphy and painting were exactly the one she thought was strange.

Dongfang Qingchen walked over with a smile, his body always blocking Xiang Sili's view of calligraphy and painting.

"Here, the book you want." Dongfang Qingchen smiled softly, pointing to a stack of ancient scrolls on the desk beside him.

Xiang Sili's attention shifted from the calligraphy and painting to the ancient scroll beside it. The ancient scroll was yellow, and there were traces of wiping on it. It must have been left for a long time and left a lot of dust. Dongfang Qingchen took it out and wiped it again. the result of.

Did he go to Zangshuge to steal ancient books in front of her because of her words?
Xiang Sili cautiously reached out to the ancient scroll, full of doubts.

Holding hers down with the other hands, Dongfang Qingchen turned in front of her, raised his head to Xiang Sili in puzzlement, and met his half-smile expression.Dongfang Qingchen's eyes sparkled, and suddenly he took Xiang Sili into his arms, closed his eyes and kissed her, with warm breath on his cheek, he said: "You haven't thanked me yet, take some benefits first." Lest you renege on it."

It wasn't until Xiang Sili was out of breath by his passionate and gentle kiss that she had a chance to break free, her chest heaved and panted softly with anger, she pointed at Dongfang Qingchen for a long time with trembling fingers, her lips parted. He opened his mouth and didn't know what to say, but he was so angry that he gritted his teeth, stepped on Dongfang Qingchen's feet fiercely, and said through gritted teeth: "If you want to see it, I can watch it. If you don't want to, I don't care. It's nothing important anyway!"

Xiang Sili pulled out her hand angrily and walked out, Dongfang Qingchen suddenly hugged her waist from behind, domineeringly as if wanting to wrap everything in her arms.

"Tell me, what can I do to satisfy you?" He sighed quietly, with a hint of bewilderment and loneliness in his tone.

Xiang Sili lowered his eyes and remained silent.Feeling the steady heartbeat of the person behind her, her heart beat faster and faster, and that faint emotion gradually filled her entire chest.

"You still don't understand." She shook her head, but didn't say what he didn't understand.

How can feelings be measured by satisfaction or dissatisfaction?If she doesn't love, even if he has done everything, she may not be moved. If she is affectionate, why should he do anything deliberately.

Looking down at Si Li, and pressing her forehead against her back like warmth, she couldn't bear it in the end.She turned around slowly, sat down at the desk An Ran, and began to read the ancient scrolls.

When Dongfang Qingchen saw him, he was overjoyed at first, and then seeing Xiang Sili's focused expression, he shook his head helplessly, only feeling that although the two of them were standing face to face, it was as if they were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

If her heart was really on him, how could she reject him in every possible way, but if she wasn't, why would she care about his emotions.

In fact, they have long been deeply rooted in love, but the parties involved can't understand it.

The ancient scrolls are well preserved, and they must have been carefully processed by generations of people. However, the paper and silk have a shelf life, and they are very worn out. For the lost content, the writer must have used magic techniques on it when writing the silk to prevent future generations from restoring it at will.

(End of this chapter)