Explosive Poison Concubine: Your Highness, please accept

Chapter 243 History is always strikingly similar

Before Fu Shaohua could speak, Fu Chuling leaned sideways between the two of them. She cast her eyes on Mu Qianqian with a little distaste, and then raised her chin and said proudly,
"Qing Nian, Zensheng said that you used to be considered a lady of the family, so it's not appropriate to be so close to a man."

Mu Qian smiled slightly, but did not answer Fu Chuling's words.

Fu Chuling took a step forward, leaned close to Mu Qianqian's ear, and paused every word in a low voice, "Mu Qianqian, this princess warns you that the current you bear the name of my Xiliang, this princess doesn't want to Report anything that hurts the face of the emperor! Put away your coquettishness, if you really lack a man like that, this princess doesn't mind helping you find it!"

"Feng-saojin?" Mu Qianqian teased, "Princess, are you sure?"

Mu Qianqian moved her left foot lightly, and the tinkling sound echoed in the ears of several people, "Qing Nian just tied the bell on her foot because she thought it looked good. Well, if the princess doesn't like it, I'll take it off." Alright~"

After she finished speaking, she squatted down and untied the bell on her ankle, and put the bell into her bosom in front of Fu Chuling.

"Qing Nian, you know that the princess is referring to you not wearing socks!"

Mu Qianqian shrugged helplessly, raised her footsteps and walked away first, obviously not wanting to make unnecessary explanations to Fu Chuling.

Her blue silk red dress swayed slightly as she walked, and the hem of the skirt embroidered with flowers flowed. Under the bright red skirt, the insteps and small ankles, which were as white as jade porcelain, could be clearly seen.

"Show off!" Fu Chuling stomped her feet angrily, pulled Fu Shaohua, curled her lips and said, "Brother Emperor, let's not go in with Qing Nian, it will damage the state!"

Fu Shaohua ignored Fu Chuling, but passed her and looked at Mu Qianqian's feet under her skirt. Surprisingly, he saw slight redness and swelling on Mu Qianqian's fair ankle. Fu Shaohua thought to himself This is... injured?

That's right, Mu Qianqian didn't wear socks to restrain the wound because her ankle sprain got worse. To be honest, she really wanted to hit the wall!

Obviously this is the wound from the day before yesterday, there is no reason for her to make it worse today with her medicine!Later, when she thought about it, she felt that she was too deadly.

The ankle sprain worsened, and she took the medicine again. Since the wound couldn't be covered, she could only let it dry. She had no choice but to come to the palace banquet, so Mu Qianqian took off her socks and put on embroidered shoes. It should be invisible with a long skirt,
Well, life is always full of surprises. The skirt is long but it is only when it is not moving. When the skirt flutters, all the light will leak out. Mu Qianqian herself is fine. A collarbone can be branded as a slut, let alone the fact that she shows her instep and ankle.

Mu Qianqian followed the big crowd to the place of the palace banquet. The distance was not too far, only about fifty steps. In these fifty steps, Mu Qianqian received at least five hundred strange looks.

From the stunning beauty of her face to the shocking appearance of her feet, of course most of them were left on her feet in the end, especially when the little eunuch saw her coming, his obsessive eyes fell on her feet, and he said, "You can't go in before the performance time."

Kao!In her heart, Mu Qianqian had served the whole family of the little eunuch, but she said, "Qing Nian."

The little eunuch was obviously stunned, and then he slapped himself hard, and said, "This slave has no eyes, and I hope Miss Qing will forgive me."

"Yeah." Mu Qianqian glanced at him and walked in.

The little eunuch swallowed his saliva, and shouted loudly, "Miss Doctor, you read—"

(End of this chapter)