Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 343 Extra Story
A little maid knocked on the door and saluted: "My lord, Mr. Li is here."

Sang Xia raised her eyebrows, and Jun Shubai's delicate face of the Creator came into view. He was as warm and gentle as a young man walking out of a painting.

"Miss Lan, long time no see."

His voice is smooth, like a light spring breeze passing by his ears.

Sang Xia sighed in her heart.

Mr. Li's appearance is excellent, just like Mo Shangren is like jade, a model of Mr. Li who is unparalleled in the world.

Especially those bright phoenix eyes, although they always look at people indifferently, they are indescribably clear.

"I wonder if Miss Lan is in a better mood?"

Sang Xia regained her composure, and then she turned her gaze back: "Damn, at worst, I'll go to Ying'an City to speak clearly with that fiancé whom I've never met."

Jun Shubai smiled lightly, and said unhurriedly: "I heard that he is His Highness the Crown Prince, Miss Lan is not afraid that he will become angry from embarrassment?"

"Angry?" Sang Xia twitched the corners of her mouth, motioned for Jun Shubai to sit down, spread the food on the tray, and said, "He really wants to get rid of me, so why would he be angry?"

Nanny Lan was assisted by the doctor to retreat, and there were only Jun Shubai and Sang Xia in the huge room.

Jun Shubai sat opposite Sang Xia, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why does Miss Lan think so?"

Sang Xia picked up the vegetables with her chopsticks, and the sliced ​​lotus root that was about to be stuffed into her mouth stopped. After a short pause, she stuffed the sliced ​​lotus root into her mouth: "Do you think I look like a girl? If I marry After it’s over, don’t you want to make the palace go crazy?”

Jun Shubai chuckled lightly, his deep pupils lit up.

"What are you laughing at?" She looked at him depressedly.

Mr. Li's white clothes are spotless, with superb embroidery workmanship. In such a noisy world, his whole body gives people a quiet, indifferent sense of comfort, noble and introverted.

Sang Xia took a pig's trotter with her hand, slowly took it apart and ate it in a small plate, and said while eating, "If Jun Shubai was half as talkative as Mr. Li, I wouldn't be embarrassed like this."

He asked lightly: "What if he is a good talker?"

"Marriage," Sang Xia said with bulging cheeks, gnawing on the meat on the pig's trotters, "Everyone stay safe and don't disturb each other."

Jun Shubai closed his eyes, his long eyelashes drooping.

After a long while, perhaps he didn't hear Mr. Li's voice. After gnawing on the little pig's trotter, Sang Xia raised her head.

Without warning, she met Jun Shubai's dark pupils.

At this moment, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his eyebrows were deep.

For some reason, her whole heart suddenly hangs, and she actually has an inexplicable sense of guilt, what the hell?

Jun Shubai took the lead to look away, picked up the shrimp on the plate with his slender fingers, and slowly peeled them for her.

Sang Xia looked at his bony fingers, white and flawless, well-proportioned and slender, like a rare work of art.

Before that, she thought that Father Han's hands were the most beautiful.

Until now, Mr. Li's fingers are even more delicate than a woman's, and I think he has taken care of them on weekdays.

This man is so delicate.

"Here." Jun Shubai put the shrimp in his hand on the small plate next to Sangxia.

She was shocked: "Peel it off for me?!"

Jun Shubai picked up a small shrimp again, and his tone was light but extraordinarily clear: "Is there anyone else here?"

"Flattered, flattered!"

Sang Xia politely picked up the shrimp he had peeled with both hands, stuffed it into his mouth and ate it, it tasted really good: "Young Master Li is so considerate."

As a reward, she grabbed a pig's trotter, stood up and put it on the plate in Jun Shubai's hand, smiling: "Eat."

(End of this chapter)