Difficulty concubine

Chapter 119

Qi Wangzhi raised his long eyebrows, it was the first time he saw such a bright red color on Jiao Niang, but he had to say that it suited her very well.

When Tong Xi saw Qi Wangzhi, he wanted to wake up Jiaoniang, but Qi Wangzhi waved his hands, and asked the little maid to put the things on the table lightly, and then let them back down, while he sat on the armchair made of pine trees, Quietly looking at Jiaoniang's sleeping posture.

In this blink of an eye, a whole morning has passed, when Jiao Niang woke up and opened her eyes, she happened to meet Qi Wangzhi's thoughtful eyes, and she was taken aback.

Qi Wangzhi sat up straight with his bent waist in a slow manner, but his body was next to Jiao Niang, and said softly: "Are you awake?"

Jiao Niang tried to sit up while supporting her body, but Qi Wangzhi raised his hand to support her, but he brought her into his arms, and said in a low voice, "I see that the swelling has disappeared, but does your head still hurt?"

Jiao Niang looked around, and seeing no one, she leaned on Qi Wangzhi's arms with peace of mind, and said softly: "It doesn't hurt anymore, but I feel very uncomfortable."

Qi Wangzhi laughed in a low voice, obviously taking advantage of Jiaoniang's coquettish attitude at this time.

"Looking at your temper, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it."

Jiaoniang raised her pink face, and stared at Qi Wangzhi with shining eyes, her eyes were obviously a little nervous and helpless: "That concubine can't control her temper, will you never see me again?" Are you not coming to the Falling Jade Pavilion?"

Qi Wangzhi sighed softly, tightened his cloak and pulled him into his arms, and rubbed his slightly callused thumbs on Jiaoniang's delicate face for a long time before saying: "If the master doesn't come, you How about it?"

Jiao Niang bit her lower lip, buried her head in Qi Wangzhi's arms, the corners of her mouth slightly hooked, won't you come?If you don't come, I will go.Even with all means, the rumors of falling out of favor could not be confirmed.

Putting away the sarcasm on her lips, Jiao Niang nodded her head, arched gently in Qi Wangzhi's arms like the snow ball she raised, and said in a muffled voice: "I don't know." Full of panic and bewilderment, as the voice fell softly, tears wet Qi Wangzhi's lapel.

(End of this chapter)