Concubine Meng drove to the prince to take a detour

Chapter 41
Qiao Mo raised her head and looked at Qiao Feifei aggrievedly, with tears in her big eyes. That appearance, coupled with her natural and pollution-free stunning face, made people feel sorry for her.

"Chu Chu did it stitch by stitch. Why did my sister wrong Chu Chu?" Qiao Mo said, tears rolled down the corners of her eyes, just falling on the back of Chu Yuyan's hand.

A drop of clear tears fell to the ground with a sound.

Chu Yuyan looked at the teardrop on the back of his hand that almost burned his heart, and looked up at Qiao Feifei with displeasure in his eyes: "I can testify that this dress was made by Chu Er himself. To make this dress, Chu'er's hands are full of scars."

"Brother Prince, this is all her way to win sympathy." Qiao Feifei stomped his foot and said, looking at Qiao Chuchu angrily, "Qiao Chuchu, I never thought you would use such a low-class trick to win the sympathy of Brother Prince."

"Ten fingers connected to the heart, how could Chu Chu treat herself so much in order to gain sympathy? The scar on her hand was indeed made when making clothes. If sister doesn't believe it, you can ask Yue'er." She didn't lie, she just hurt herself when making clothes. Yes, as for whom it is for, there is no need to say.

Yue'er was still in a daze at this time, because she saw the clothes under Xiao Wang's cloak, it was the robe made by Miss!
Hearing the young lady calling her name, Yue'er hurriedly came to her senses and knelt down: "Go back to empress, the injury on my young lady's hand was really caused when she was sewing clothes."

"You're her maid, so you're naturally on the same level as her." Qiao Feifei didn't have a mother to remind her, and because of being jealous, she was so angry that she lost her mind.

Seeing Qiao Feifei in a rage, Qiao Mo lowered her brows and eyes, covered up the slightest smile on her lips, and raised her head, still looking pitiful: "Why does my sister keep thinking that Chu Chu didn't do this?"

"Eldest sister, she is so cute..." Qiao Wanwan who was beside her seemed to want to speak for Qiao Mo.

It's just that before Qiao Wanwan finished speaking, Qiao Feifei uttered angrily: "Why didn't you hurt your hands when you made that long dress three years ago, but today you did it for the prince and said you hurt your hands. What is it if it's not a trick?"

After Qiao Feifei finished speaking, even the queen turned pale.

Qiao Mo raised her head, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, as if that lovely and pitiful person just now wasn't her at all.

"Big sister said that, but she admitted that she stole the robe that Chu Chu sewed for her father three years ago, but admitted that she was the one who framed Chu Chu on purpose."

Qiao Mo is not very old, but she speaks loudly, especially at this moment.

After Qiao Mo finished speaking, Qiao Feifei's face immediately turned pale, his legs were slightly weak, and he shouted: "You are lying, you stole the clothes I made for my father back then."

Qiao Mo looked at the woman who was already in disarray with contempt. Where did she go? What hasn't she done yet?

"The confrontation is not loud, and the scolding is not strong. Since you don't have one, why are you excited? Since you don't have one, how do you know that I shouldn't hurt my hand because of a robe." Qiao Mo is not an aggressive person in the 21st century , but the premise is that others should not go too far.

As for Qiao Feifei, she had clearly exceeded her definition of excessive.

The queen looked at Qiao Mo deeply, with scrutiny in her eyes, as if the person standing in front of her was not Qiao Chuchu, but someone else.

"The tea is cold, change it."

The elegant voice sounded again, as if Chu Lichen just gave an order.

(End of this chapter)