The biography of Xuanhe's imperial concubine

Chapter 59

What will happen between the emperor who is convulsed and Xuan Ronghua who wants to convulse after being beaten?The answer is to grab the purse.

Nan Muxuan was particularly aggrieved by the beating. She didn't know that the wise and mighty emperor was a little bit annoyed. She just felt that Chu Jin looked weird today, and then Nan Muxuan also went into a twitch. She stretched out her hand to ask Go untie Chu Jin's purse.

He hummed in his mouth and said: "Isn't it just a purse? Why can't the concubine read it? It was embroidered by the concubine himself. I don't want the concubine to see it. I don't want to give it to the emperor. Bring it, then It was embroidered by my concubine."

Chu Jin, who had been smoking for a long time, heard the words to stop her movement, and said: "What you give to me is mine, so naturally I can't read it until I say something."

Nan Muxuan rolled her eyes, as expected, every kind of son has a kind of father, and they are all arrogant, I just don't want to spoil you, thinking this way, Nan Muxuan stopped talking, and her hands were blocked by Chu Jin He didn't move anymore, supported Chu Jin's shoulders and sat up in Chu Jin's arms, then withdrew from Chu Jin's arms, "The emperor's words are the imperial decree, if you don't read it, don't read it, it's not good-looking in the first place."

The woman in her arms backed out, and suddenly lost some warmth, not to mention the warm, fragrant and nephrite feeling. Coupled with Nan Muxuan's coquettish words, Chu Jin suddenly felt a sense of loss. The rain outside was getting weaker, The two of them were silent, and the sound of the wind and rain outside was very clear. Suddenly, a gust of cool wind blew, and Chu Jin woke up in vain. She sighed in her heart that she was really a woman today.

Turning his head to glance, it turned out that the woman was not honest, she was the one who opened the window.

Nan Muxuan opened the window with her hands. Sure enough, the rain outside had gradually slowed down a lot, but it was obviously inappropriate to go out. She turned her head and looked at Chu Jin. That person was still sitting there stupidly. Dumbfounded by the rain, nothing like usual.

Perhaps Nan Muxuan's gaze contained too much meaning, so it was extraordinarily enthusiastic. Chu Jin sensed something sensitively, and couldn't help but turned her head to look at the window again. The wind messed up her slightly messy hair bun that was already drenched by the rain, and the magpie gold inlaid jade hairpin on her head was obviously loose, and the hair held by it was out of shape.

Chu Jinshang was still looking at her, when he saw someone with a messy bun walking quickly in front of him, he was about to pull her to sit down, but he didn't want the woman to take a step ahead of him, so he sideways avoided, bent down and lowered his head, taking advantage of it Before he could react, he quickly untied the purse around his waist that she was about to untie, and quickly backed away from him.

The whole process took only a moment, and Chu Jin was really angry and funny when he realized that this woman was really persistent. He deliberately turned his face cold, and said coldly: "Bold."

Chu Jin's cold and serious face never worked against Nan Muxuan. Chu Jin saw that the woman was smiling complacently and happily, and her slightly provocative face changed into pitiful indignation in an instant, and she said stubbornly: "It was originally a concubine's thing, but now it's just returned to the original owner."

After speaking, he put the hand holding the purse behind his back, as if Chu Jin would go to grab her.

Any man would soften his heart in the face of such a weird elf, expressive, and beautiful little woman playing sex and acting like a baby, let alone Chu Jin who was not very angry.

Chu Jin felt that she was defeated by this little woman. She even hid her purse with her hands behind her back. She was really childish, but that thing was worth his majestic emperor's hands to grab it. She thought so in her heart, but in her actions she was Go against the grain.

Chu Jin strode forward, walked to the window, put her hands on the carved nanmu window frame by the window, and fixed Nan Muxuan in the small space locked in his arms, the little woman might think that she carried her hands behind her He won't be able to grab it.

Nan Muxuan blinked, and sure enough, Chu Jin's brain was flooded by the rain today, and he really came to snatch her with such a deliberate action. She remembered that this little hint was in the parenting book on the sofa of her friend's house in her previous life. What I saw was obviously a trick aimed at children, Chu Jin is the emperor, the world seems to be fantasy again.

Nan Muxuan secretly despised, but Chu Jin looked at Nan Muxuan at close range. Her facial features were exquisite, her skin was white and full of snow, her temples were already wet from the rain, her hair was loose and messy, but her face was even more beautiful and unparalleled.

Imprisoned in his arms at this moment, you can still smile at him without changing his face. I don't know how many thoughts you can't see through those big, agile eyes. Can't help but give birth to a tender feeling of love and pity.

He was still looking at it, Nan Muxuan was already trying to push his arm away, who is Chu Jin, if she can untie her purse once, she will naturally not make the same mistake again, grabbed her hand that was about to push him, another He held her back from the other direction with one hand, and the purse she was holding was naturally snatched back into his hands by him again.

Nan Muxuan said that her sister just snatched him because she didn't want to get used to his arrogant temper. As for being snatched back by him, she would treat her as a kid and make him happy
Chu Jin dangled a purse in front of Nan Muxuan, the embroidered pattern on it was unbearable to look at directly, "Do you still dare to snatch things from my hands?" Chu Jin asked provocatively

Nan Muxuan wanted to roll her eyes, but held back, and said weakly and stubbornly: "It belongs to my concubine."

(End of this chapter)