I hide my concubine in a golden house

Chapter 337 Am I Not Beautiful?

Looking at Concubine Shu who was already slightly drunk, the Northern Ming Monarch suddenly called out: "Qingyi."

"Hey, how do you know my name... who are you?" Concubine Shu Qiao Qingyi, who was already drunk, squinted her eyes at Beiming Monarch when she heard her name being called, trying hard to identify who the person in front of her was.

"Who do you think the lonely king is?" Beiming Monarch looked at her with a dark face.

This concubine Shu, who claimed to have woken up a little bit drunk, did not pay attention, and she said what was in her heart: "Dog man..."

The King of Beiming didn't realize that he was scolding him. He felt that Concubine Shu was drunk and talking nonsense. To be sure, he asked again: "Tell me, who are you?"

"Me?" Concubine Shu giggled, and suddenly brought a pretty face that was not made up but still beautiful in front of the Lord Beiming, exhaling like blue: "I am the contemporary Daji alive!"

Yep, he was really drunk.

A strong smell of alcohol came over her face, so Beiming King almost couldn't hold back and pushed her away.

The tone is not small, and Daji is still alive today?He thinks that the contemporary alcoholic is still alive.

Concubine Shu, who didn't get a response, tilted her head, squinted her eyes, and unconsciously brought her beauty to the extreme: "Aren't I beautiful?"

Because of being drunk, the voice was full of alcohol, soft, and slightly lazy, so strong that it made people head over heels.

The Lord of Beiming resisted the throbbing veins on his forehead, gritted his teeth and replied, "Beautiful!"

After getting the answer she wanted, Concubine Shu nodded in satisfaction, but she lost her footing and fell to the side unsteadily, "Then tell me... am I still alive?"

Unprepared, Beiming Monarch was thrown head-on by her, and he couldn't hold back the momentum for a moment, and fell to the ground with the person in his arms.

With Concubine Shu in his arms, he knocked his back firmly on the ground, Concubine Shu, who was unharmed, was still giggling.

"Laugh again! If you laugh again, I'll eat you!" Beiming Monarch said viciously, holding her limp waist.

Concubine Shu bit her lip, bit her lip again, and suddenly punched down with her fist: "Student! Dare to eat my old lady, you are quite courageous!"

Beiming Monarch gasped in pain, gave her a slight push, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm dead, get up quickly."

The King of Beiming had just stood up halfway, and before he could sit still, Concubine Shu suddenly pushed him to the ground again, her eyes were shining brightly: "You haven't said yet, am I still alive?"

"What kind of a woman are you!" The Beiming Monarch's face was already as dark as the bottom of a cooking pot in the imperial dining room.

Concubine Shu tilted her head, looked at the Beiming Monarch in confusion, and said, "What bucket are you carrying?"

Little illiterate.

The Northern Ming Monarch snorted coldly, and said, "It's true that summer insects can't talk about ice."

"What can't be frozen?"

The monarch of Beiming simply shut up and did not speak.

If he continued, he would be pissed off by this woman.

The emperor of Beiming calmed down, but Concubine Shu was still restless.

She condescendingly looked down at the Beiming Monarch below. Although this man had already passed his forties, he was still very attractive. He was born well, with handsome features, and the cyan stubble on his chin made him even more attractive. Manly.

Slightly pinching the man's prickly chin, Concubine Shu commented quite pertinently on that face: "You look really good-looking."

　These two are just a duo of color control.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)