Leftover Girl Crossing: King Leng's Stand-in Concubine

Chapter 22

Concubine Xiang gently placed the delicate and beautiful head on Murong Xu's chest, and said softly, "I heard that Prince Zhao's newlywed concubine has been ill. Maybe the prince is worried about his new wife and does not want to go to war."

Murong Xu said with a bit of resentment, "This king Zhao is now immersed in the beauty village all day long, and he has changed as soon as his father died. He must have seen that the throne has nothing to do with him, so he revealed his original nature. .”

Concubine Xiang gently rubbed Murong Xu's heaving chest and said, "Don't be angry, Your Majesty, why don't I go to the palace to visit Concubine Zhao in person in a few days, to show the grace of the emperor, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for the prince to see the emperor being so considerate." Rejection, and it is easier for women to communicate after all, so let her persuade the prince more, this pillow style is also very useful sometimes!"

Murong Xu laughed and said, "My Xiangfei is still smart, but my Xiangfei's pillow scent is also fragrant, making people want to stop!" He turned over and pressed Xiangfei under him.

Concubine Xiang's fair face suddenly turned red, and said half-heartedly, "The emperor is arranging concubines again!"

Murong Xu smiled evilly and said, "My concubine's refusal to welcome her is even more charming."

In the curtain, the spring is full of light, and the two have already gone to Wushan Yunyu together.

——I am the dividing line——

Qingqing has lived in Changle Village for nearly two months without knowing it, and the sound of reading can be heard from the small house built of blue tiles. Qingqing smiled and said, "Okay, get out of class can be over, everyone remember to write the copybook Go back and write each word ten times, sir will check it tomorrow!"

The children shouted, "Got it!" Then they ran out of the school happily like birds in the forest.

Qingqing was packing up the pen, ink and paper, and let out a sigh of relief. Teaching these little rascals to read and write is not an easy task.

Mrs. Zhu and Patriarch Chen came in together. Patriarch Chen was about forty years old, and he looked a little thin in a gray robe. He praised Qingqing, "Mr. Zhuo always came to teach our children from Changle Village, their enthusiasm for learning. But much taller!"

Qingqing smiled and said, "Although they are a bit naughty, they are very serious when they read."

Mrs. Zhu said, "One of the previous gentlemen came and then left in anger. Unexpectedly, when this female gentleman came, they all became obedient and obedient. They all said that her lectures were lively and interesting."

(End of this chapter)