Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

"I won!"

Nan Xiang laughed sweetly, and her voice was like a clear spring in the mountains, clear and cheerful. Her laughter, like a silver bell, echoed in this gorgeous bedroom.

Her eyebrows were curved, and her watery eyes were sparkling with excitement, just like the shining stars in the night sky.

The corners of her mouth were raised high, revealing an innocent and carefree smile, revealing a row of pearly teeth, as white and neat as woven shells.

At this moment, she was looking at Ji Qingchen. She saw that Ji Qingchen was wearing a luxurious queen's nightgown. His posture was elegant and dignified, but his face was covered with notes stuck in all directions. With his slight movements, the notes trembled slightly, adding a bit of naivety to his face.

Nan Xiang looked at his humorous expression and laughed so hard that she fell forward and backward, holding her stomach tightly with both hands, and she almost couldn't stand steadily.

Through the layers of paper, Ji Qingchen looked at the little girl who was laughing freely, his face full of helplessness. However, her phoenix eyes seemed to have crushed the stars in the sky, filled with unremovable doting.

Nan Xiang seemed to sense something, and she looked up to meet Ji Qingchen's deep gaze. She felt that his gaze was so heavy that her cheeks turned slightly red, and a hint of shame quietly arose in her heart.

But looking at Ji Qingchen again, who was dressed in the queen's gorgeous clothes, her elegance yet also revealing a bit of pity, her laughter gradually subsided, and she blinked her big watery eyes, meeting the man's gentle and deep gaze. For some reason, she felt a little uneasy in her heart.

In an instant, Nan Xiang felt for no reason that the man in front of her would stretch out his arms, pull her into his arms, and kiss her lips wantonly.

When this thought came to her mind, her heart began to beat like a deer, she felt nervous but also a little expectant.

However, everything did not go as she expected.

Ji Qingchen just spoke softly, his voice low and pleasant: "A Xiang, come, take this note off for me."

After Nan Xiang did as he was told, he gently held her in his arms, and patted her shoulders gently with his broad hands again and again, without any other inappropriate actions.

Nan Xiang's heart, which had been hanging high, quietly fell, but at the same time, an indescribable sense of loss arose in her heart.

But she still looked calm. After all, if she revealed her feelings, wouldn't it make her seem too anxious?

She is still young now, and perhaps this stunning beauty in her family is so restrained because she pities her young age.

Recalling the last time when they almost lost control of their emotions, the man deliberately kept some distance from her.

The look he gave her was still deep and gentle, but lacking some of the fiery passion. The measure was just right, just like holding a precious snow lotus carefully in both hands, full of piety and cherishment.

Thinking of this, the slight depression in Nan Xiang's heart instantly disappeared. She raised her eyes with a smile and looked at her peerless queen, her beautiful lady Ji.

Nan Xiang guessed correctly. It was because Ji Qingchen cherished her so much and was concerned about her young age that he had been forcing himself to restrain himself.

He has always been reserved and aloof, but only when facing this little girl can he control his emotions.

Every time of restraint requires a great deal of effort.

Apart from the last time when he nearly lost control, he really didn't want to do anything abrupt.

His little girl hasn't grown up yet, and he is willing to wait until all the chaos has settled down. They still have a lot of time to spend together.

...

It was still the small courtyard in the western suburbs of the imperial capital.

Ever since Xu Zan, Li Jun and Wu Qiuhong and their group made their plans here, few people have come here. Every night, it is pitch black with no lights on.

However, tonight, the lights in the courtyard were lit again.

The real host and guest who came were not General Xu Zan and Grand Secretary Li Jun.

Compared to before, the security here is tighter, and the guards in the dark hold their breath and concentrate to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

The visitors were two women, who arrived one after the other, within an hour of each other.

The first woman to arrive, dressed in black and wearing a hood, walked calmly towards the main seat in the main courtyard and sat down leisurely. The servants beside her immediately served tea and water and waited on her.

The woman raised her hand and removed her hat, revealing a bright and charming face.

She raised her eyes slightly, her expression was full of nobility and pride, and there was a nonchalant smile at the corner of her mouth.

He picked up the cup of freshly brewed tea from the maid and waited idly, his eyes calm and without any trace of anger from waiting for so long.

The maids and guards serving around were all very cautious. Those who had nothing to do stood quietly, looking at their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses, not daring to breathe.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Concubine...are you not coming?"

Suorou looked at her own queen. Although she still had a smile on her face and showed no sign of anger, she knew very well that her queen must be angry, but had not yet shown it.

In order to help the Empress to calm down, her most common method was to divert the blame.

When Concubine Xu heard this, she did not interrupt. Her eyes flickered, and she allowed Suorou to push the responsibility to others.

The fake smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by a somewhat genuine smile that exuded a sense of superiority.

Just at this moment, a gentle and graceful voice came from the front yard:

"My dear sister, have you been waiting for a long time? I am late."

The man was also wearing a black hooded robe, his figure hidden in it, and he was followed by several servants.

As soon as she stepped into the main courtyard, her hood was gently blown off by the wind, revealing a beautiful and virtuous face.

Although time has left traces on her face, it cannot conceal her gentle and graceful beauty, just like the citrus flowers quietly blooming on the north bank, seemingly fragile, but the branches are hiding sharp thorns. Under the beauty, there is an imperceptible sharpness. This person is the virtuous concubine.

Xu Hanying shook her head slightly, with a smile on her face: "No, I just arrived not long ago."

Looking at the virtuous concubine opposite her, Xu Hanying felt mixed emotions.

Looking back on the past, the two had helped each other and had a deep friendship, but they gradually drifted apart in the fight for favor, and in the end, only sarcasm and ridicule were left.

Now there is a day when we can be honest with each other again. It really shows how unpredictable things are.

But Xu Hanying's pride would never allow her to bow down in front of Concubine Xian, as it was before and it is still the same now.

Although tonight's meeting was frank, it was not a simple conversation between the two of them, but a coalition of several families behind the scenes, intending to re-arrange the situation in Daqian and its surrounding countries.

The two of them exchanged a few polite words. When Concubine Xian saw that Concubine Xu was slow to mention the purpose of this meeting, she could not help but sneer.

She might not care much about other things, but when it comes to her Hao'er and the cooperation with the Fang family, she is extremely determined.

"Xu Hanying, you are so cautious and asked me to stay outside the palace. What is your purpose? You and I are so familiar with each other, so don't beat around the bush."

The careless smile on Concubine Xu's face disappeared instantly. She snorted coldly, her eyes full of coldness:

"Fang Shuya, you are still so impatient."

Seeing that Concubine Xian remained silent, Concubine Xu smiled again:

"Sister Xianfei, I believe you have received the news from Lord Fang."

"What the Imperial Concubine means is..."

The virtuous concubine raised her eyebrows slightly, a trace of inquiry flashed in her eyes, and her voice was gentle but with a hint of unfathomable meaning.

"Sister Xianfei, do you know that the prince of Duke Wei might still be alive?"

Concubine Xu looked calm and spoke indifferently, as if she was just talking about an ordinary and insignificant matter, but her slightly narrowed eyes revealed her inner concern.

Upon hearing this, Concubine Xian's eyes froze, and the figure of the man who broke into Yonghe Palace not long ago, wearing black clothes and covering his face, threatening and warning her, instantly appeared in her mind.

"Hehehe..."

The virtuous concubine suddenly laughed out loud, and the smile seemed a little more eerie under the candlelight.

Her usually gentle eyes now contained a hint of murderous intent, as if her reverse scale had been touched:

"Yes, I know. I also know that the one in Fengyi Palace is particularly concerned about a little eunuch."

After saying that, he gently raised his hand and slowly adjusted his sleeves. The seemingly casual action revealed an aura that should not be underestimated.