Traveling through the battle with the evil emperor: the queen is too hard to pet

Chapter 253 The Storm at the Banquet 7
I saw Bei Qinghan was leaning on a flower tree about three meters away from them.

Folding his arms across his chest, he didn't look at them, but at something ahead of him.

I don't know how long he has been here, and how much he has listened to them.

Bei Qingchen shouted loudly: "Brother Huang."

Xia Xiaowei shouted, "Hey, what are we doing that we shouldn't do?"

Bei Qinghan's voice was still cold.

"Whether you did it or not, you all know in your own hearts. Xiaowei, go back."

Xia Xiaowei didn't want to argue with him anymore, so she walked back without saying a word.

Bei Qinghan stood in the direction of returning to Fengyi Palace. When Xia Xiaowei passed by, he reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Just like the day when he caught a rape in the outskirts of the city, he pulled so hard that Xia Xiaowei staggered.

Bei Qingchen couldn't bear to persuade: "Brother Huang, don't blame Huang's wife, blame me if you want to. I followed Huang's wife to come here."

Bei Qinghan sarcastically said: "You still know that she is your concubine? Didn't you call Xiaowei very affectionate just now?"

Bei Qingchen said heartily: "Yes, it's my fault, all kinds of blames are all blamed on me, if you want to punish, punish me, don't punish the emperor's wife."

Xia Xiaowei immediately answered: "No, you can't blame Qingchen, he just cared about me and said a few words to me. We didn't do anything wrong."

Beiqing smiled coldly.

"You guys are very affectionate."

Ignoring Bei Qingchen, she dragged Xia Xiaowei back to Fengyi Palace.

He walked so fast that Xia Xiaowei had to trot to keep up with him.

Bei Qingchen stood there watching, feeling so distressed that she wished she could rush up and snatch Xia Xiaowei from Bei Qinghan's hands.

"Xiaowei, bear with it, bear with it."

Bei Qingchen said in a low voice.

Bei Qinghan pulled Xia Xiaowei back, Xia Xiaowei couldn't break free, and followed behind him involuntarily.

After walking a certain distance and turning a few turns, Bei Qinghan slowed down.

He didn't let go of Xia Xiaowei's hand, and took her, like walking, walking in the palace bathed in the night.

Xia Xiaowei looked at his profile strangely.

He stared straight ahead, and the lights flickered in his eyes, glowing with mysterious brilliance.

His face was calm, not angry at all.

(End of this chapter)