Concubine is polite

Chapter 182 The Concubine Also Enters the Palace (3)

Murong Zisu propped up her body with lingering fear.Was his expression just now disgusting? !Damn it, actually despise her body?I don't know who it is at night, and I have been sticking to myself to take advantage of the opportunity!

"Miss." Zhu'er was so shocked by the scene just now that she couldn't speak.It seems that the prince and his young lady seem to have a very good relationship.Sure enough, the cultivation at night is the ladder for the progress of the relationship between the two. "I'll help you change your clothes."

Murong Zisu dressed up resignedly, and when she walked out of the room, she was startled by Su Qinghe who was standing outside the door.Su Qinghe, who was leaning on the porch, closed his eyes, and the afternoon sun shone down on his face, peacefully and unearthly.

Su Qinghe opened his eyes when he heard the movement, and rubbed his eyebrows.

Is it because he is not restless at night that he is so lethargic during the day?For example, if I stay up all night, I feel that I can't afford to be hurt, let alone Su Qinghe who has been staying up all night.
According to Xiao Duzi, Su Qinghe basically didn't do any activities during the day, and was in a daze most of the time except for rest.

Although they are alone.But Murong Zisu faintly sympathized with the tree demon.His life should not be just like this.Little Beast... Could it be a little too selfish?
Seeing Murong Zisu's strange gaze, Su Qinghe frowned.In her eyes, there was an emotion that she had always been disgusted with.And this expression was exactly the same as that on Su Qi Che's face.Su Qinghe, who stopped looking at her, walked straight forward.

What's up with him?Murong Zisu followed his footsteps puzzled.

Murong Zisu and Su Qinghe entered the palace together.Only then did Zisu realize that the scariest thing for her was not entering the palace, but sitting in the same sedan chair with this silent tree demon.The atmosphere can't be said to be awkward, it should be said to be very comfortable.Because Su Qinghe quickly entered a state of rest in the sedan chair.

Because of the sympathy and compassion that Su Qinghe suddenly evoked before.In order not to affect the tree demon's rest, Xi Yan held back so much that she didn't even dare to breathe.She was so suffocated that when she reached her destination, she couldn't wait and fled out of the carriage in a panic.Su Qinghe rolled his eyes for a while.

"Do I have to go with you to see the emperor and the others? Is it really impossible?" Murong Zisu thought about it, and finally stretched out his hand to grab Su Qinghe, and said in a low voice.

Su Qinghe looked at her hand until she took it away sullenly.Then he stretched out his hand and dusted the place she touched just now.

"Hey, it's not possible." Seeing his contrived dislike, Zisu grabbed his sleeve in dissatisfaction.He rubbed hard on his sleeve. "Well, I saw it was dirty just now, but it's fine now." After finishing speaking, he stopped looking at him and walked straight ahead.

Su Qinghe looked at his sleeves, then at Zisu's back, raised the corners of his lips and showed a smile that was not a smile.Without looking at her, he walked in the right direction on his own.

Counting secretly in my heart: '1, 2,'...'3', Murong Zisu had obediently returned to her side, and followed her about one meter behind her left without turning her eyes.

"I went wrong, won't you say something?" Murong Zisu murmured softly, "It's not like he can't talk..." At night, he is very good at talking.Is this also because of the little beast?Because he talks too much, he doesn't like to talk during the day?

Su Qinghe didn't respond, and took her to the Royal Garden.

(End of this chapter)