Fu Jin married: Qing Dynasty first brother asked not to flirt

Chapter 570 Hot Chicken Man!

Chapter 581

Hailan knew that Tong Jiaqi was still angry at the moment, so she might not be able to listen to these words, so she could only say helplessly, "Okay, okay, master, don't cry, what should you do if you cry badly?"

"I didn't cry. I don't cry for this wolf-hearted man." Tong Jiaqi wiped away her tears with her sleeve and said stubbornly.

Is this concubine thinking of yourself?That's what Concubine Hui said, if she doesn't agree, the emperor will give her a marriage, that would be a shame.

If I asked you to choose, did you really choose?Can't you be more reserved and say a few words to coax me?
Hearing what Tong Jiaqi said, Hailan immediately glared at the maids present, and then said sharply, "If I hear anyone gossip at the house, I'll pull out her tongue."

"I don't dare." Four or five little maids trembled in fright, and then said hastily.

Tong Jiaqi cried for a while, feeling very sad, looked at Hai Lan and said, "Give me another meal, I will go to bed after eating, and enter the palace tomorrow morning."

"What is the master doing in the palace?" Hai Lan nodded, helping Tong Jiaqi to serve the meal herself, and then asked in confusion.

"This draft is in charge of Concubine Tong Jia and the Crown Princess. I'll go to Yuqing Palace once. Even if I really marry in, I won't be such a coquettish slut." Tong Jiaqi took the rice and stuffed it into her mouth mouthful. Then he said angrily.

When Yinbi marries all these women in, he will go back to his mother's house, hot chicken man!I don't want to be such a housekeeper myself, whoever likes to be one can go.

After Hailan heard this, she asked, "The servant asked Qin's mother to prepare a generous gift and send it to Prince Fujin?"

"That's natural." Tong Jiaqi responded, with rice wrapped in her mouth, with the intention of turning grief and anger into appetite.

This night, Yinfei really didn't come. Since the two got married, apart from confinement and the time when Yinfei went to war, the two have always been in a way of getting along with each other, even if Yinfei is busy. In the middle of the night, even if he could only sleep for an hour, he would definitely have to rush to the Qingzhu Garden and sleep there.

But today, Tong Jiaqi waited until the middle of the night, but Yinfei didn't come, not even a messenger.

She touched the somewhat cold pillow beside her, and instantly felt a little desolate in her heart.

I was obviously helpless, and I didn't think so, or did he get tired of me so quickly?Such a thing is just a fuse?

Tong Jiaqi didn't dare to think about it. She was really afraid. Since ancient times, the royal family was the most ruthless, and the emperor was like this. The emperor's sons are no exception.

She hugged the pillow that Yinyin used to sleep on weekdays, and the tears fell down. The pillow still smelled of Yinyin, but there was only a small lonely figure of herself curled up in the curtain of this bed.

Although it was only autumn, Tong Jiaqi already felt very cold. She tossed and turned, only feeling cold hands and feet.

Sitting up, he shouted outside, "Hailan, add a quilt for me, I'm cold."

After hearing this, Hailan entered the room with a large quilt in her arms, helped Tong Jiaqi tidy up, and then said, "Is the master better?"

"Didn't there be a message from over there?" Tong Jiaqi nodded and asked a little unwillingly.

Hailan's expression changed, and she shook her head, "No."

"Forget it, go to sleep." Tong Jiaqi smiled wryly and fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)