The imperial concubine has been flipped again

Chapter 162
Su Xi shivered as she carried the hammer.

The man sprinkled the powder into the box, took a step forward, and leaned over in front of her.

The corners of her lips are drawn up, making her somewhat seductive and sexy no matter how you look at it.

"The emperor's cousin is in pain, Xixi, do you want to brag about it?"

The soft breath rushed to the face, crisp and itchy.

Su Xi had goosebumps from her head to the soles of her feet.

I want to beat him up!
Inadvertently looking up, she glanced at the back of the man's broad hand raised in front of her eyes.

Hey, there is actually a row of tooth marks that haven't completely faded away.

Suddenly remembering something, Su Xi pursed her lips and felt a little guilty.

The smile on Ling Juncheng's lips deepened three points: "Don't look at it, it's a dog bite, show it to the emperor's cousin."

Su Xi swallowed again with difficulty.

He called labor and capital a dog!
I want to beat him up!
"Good bite!"

She glared at him, and walked past him angrily with a hammer on her shoulders.

"I don't mind being bitten again."

The man stretched out his hand to support his forehead, and almost couldn't hold back a low laugh from overflowing his lips.

He walked to the short table and continued to review the unfinished papers during the day.

Su Xi nestled into her own bed and wrapped herself tightly with a small quilt. After closing her eyes for a moment, she fell into a deep sleep.

Ling Juncheng did not go to sleep until midnight after reviewing the papers.

In the next few days, Ling Juncheng left early and returned late.

He left before dawn every day, before Su Xi woke up.

When he came back in the middle of the night, she was already asleep.

So she didn't see him for days.

Su Xi fell into a rare leisure and ease, and had enough of the addiction of the salted fish life.

Three days later.

The prefect Kang Sheng was sent to the guillotine.

On this day, the front of the guillotine was completely surrounded, and almost all the people in the capital came.

When the bright red blood was sprinkled all over Xingtai, there was a deafening applause that lasted for a long time.

"The emperor loves the people like his son is a generation of virtuous monarchs, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

"The emperor is our good emperor, and the lucky star of the whole Beiling!"

"God bless my emperor, live forever, we will always love and support him!"

The few people who had been in the dark quietly watched the boiling scene, turned and left
The chicken plague spreading from the capital has been effectively controlled, and Ling Juncheng opened up the treasury to subsidize people's livelihood, helping all the people affected by the chicken plague to tide over the difficulties, which made him more popular among the people.

At the same time, the results of the imperial examinations were announced
Even though some major events happened in the capital, Su Xi, a little salted fish living in Qingyue Palace, didn't know about it.

She still eats and sleeps every day, sleeps and eats.

The apricot blossoms in the courtyard are dazzlingly golden, and the little salted fish under the apricot tree is lazily lying on its side in a wicker chair, nibbling melon seeds.

She rested on the pillow with one hand, and couldn't be more comfortable.

The melon seed shells on the table have piled up into a hill.

Maisui sat on the low stool beside her and pinched her legs.

These days the master eats and then sleeps, and the farthest he has traveled is from the sleeping hall to the rattan chair in the yard.

The master these days eats and then sleeps, and the farthest he has traveled is from the sleeping hall to the wicker chair in the yard without taking another step.

If the master doesn't want to move, then he will pinch the legs for the master. I'm afraid that after a long time, the master's muscles will shrink
Perhaps it was because the ears of wheat were pinched too comfortably, Su Xi fell asleep after eating melon seeds for a while.

In a daze, the familiar smell of meat skewers hits the nostrils.

She forced herself to open her eyes.

(End of this chapter)