Abandoned concubine turned over: Lord, don't be arrogant

Chapter 119 Then Why Are You Not Jealous

After a 'hearty' unspeakable scene, the bedroom was quiet.Chu Qingchen took a glance, and the two fell asleep hugging each other.So he hastily closed the door for the two of them, and guarded the door, with the attitude of one man guarding the gate and one man not opening.

"What are you thinking about?"

Deshan looked at the woman sitting at the door embroidering, and suddenly stopped stitching.Can't help but ask.

The woman smiled and replied in a low voice: "After drinking the soup, you will have the strength to give birth to a baby."

This was what Chu Qingchen said to Jun Luo a long time ago.

Now it has come true here.

Cheng Yujin fed him soup like a loving mother, and fed him well.In the end, he put all his strength on Wei Jianjia.

Chu Qingchen was a little worthless.

It's not worth it for Cheng Yujin.

Tokuyama quickly understood the meaning of her words.

"Your embroidery skills are average."

Deshan might also find it boring, so he chatted with her in a low voice.

Chu Qingchen looked up at him, he was a tough man, his eyes were not deep, but sharp.He is a very astute man.

"When I was in the boudoir, I didn't think about pleasing my husband in the future. I just wanted to live my life in peace. So the female workers are not very good at things. Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are only good at Qin."

The woman smiled slightly at him, her eyes were bent into a crescent shape, the pupils were clear and clear, as bright as stars.

She is quite simple, without too many extravagances.She is also extremely patient with the prince, even if the prince always bullies her, she doesn't care.As long as she doesn't challenge her bottom line, she has always had a good temper, and she talks kindly to everyone.Never pampered.

It's a pity that the prince doesn't understand her.

"Did those three years suffer?"

While continuing to embroider, the woman nodded and said, "Although it was bitter, it was the most fulfilling three years of my life. I never knew before that women can live without being dependent on men. What about you? How long have you been by the prince's side?"

"Five years."

"Well, my lord has treated you very well."

Deshan was silent for a moment.He suddenly said, "My lord or General Qin, which one do you like?"

Chu Qingchen stopped her embroidery needle and looked at him puzzled, only to see his eyes narrowed very slightly.

"Of course it's Ah Luo. Why do you ask that?"

Deshan said again: "Then why don't you get jealous?"

"A woman who is jealous will not end well."

Chu Qingchen smiled back at him, and when he lowered his head again, the smile was completely restrained.

"The medicine is boiling in the small kitchen, I'll go and take a look. If Ah Luo wakes up, please let me know."

Deshan saw that she put the embroiderer in the dustpan on the ground in disgust.

"Go ahead. I'm watching."

After Deshan watched the woman leave, the door of Junluo's room slowly opened.

"Father!"

With Jun Luo's bright white face, he looked down at the embroiderer in the dustpan. On the white silk cloth, a little red was reflected in Jun Luo's eyes, which was extremely gorgeous.

The corner of Jun Luo's mouth curled into a nice arc.

"It's not in vain that I treat her with sincerity, I finally have some conscience."

A sneer flashed in Wei Jianjia's eyes.

sincere?

A sincere man would never have sex with another woman in front of the woman he likes.

But she still smiled sweetly, took his hand and said: "Jia'er said long ago that Miss Chuchu likes the prince, but the prince can't see it himself."

Jun Luo held her in his arms and scratched her nose with his fingers.

"It's just you who are clever. Don't be lazy when you have nothing to do on weekdays, go to the palace to see the concubine mother. Do you know!"

Wei Jianjia's eyes lit up, and with a sly smile, she said sweetly, "Jia'er can't understand what the lord is going to say?"

"Oh? Don't you understand? Forget it. Tomorrow, the king will ask Mrs. Cheng to go and see it."

"My lord is always heartless. Jia'er is gone, so I won't talk to you anymore. Hmph!"

Wei Jianjia curled her lips, straightened her clothes, and left Junluo's yard...

(End of this chapter)