The imperial concubine is charming and charming, and only seeks power and wealth

He thought his wife was having an affair with another man to get revenge on him.

After being annoyed for a while, I accepted it.

He doesn't want his family anymore, nor his parents or brothers.

During this period, he vomited blood frequently, which may shorten his lifespan.

Now she is going to live in the Xie family with Ishihara Qing.

In Mr. Wang’s words, it’s embarrassing.

Can Xie Anning really remain as calm as a rock and remain unmoved?

Jiang Lingyue frowned, "What should we do then? Aunt Xie clearly promised Ishihara Qing, and she even promised to let him marry into her family right in front of me."

Qi Junyi laughed, "If you didn't get involved, would she agree so quickly?"

"Blame me?" Jiang Lingyue glared. "Wang Shaofu deserves to be separated from his wife and daughter for what he did! I was helping Aunt Xie escape from the sea of ​​suffering. Ishihara Qing was so kind, why did you turn back?"

"Okay, okay," Qi Junyi was unwilling to argue with her about this, so he immediately gave in and said, "You're right. Wang Shaofu deserves to be reduced to this state."

Jiang Lingyue: “…”

She pursed her lips: "You obviously don't think so."

Don't think she doesn't know, he just prefers Wang Shaofu a little more.

It is believed that Wang and Xie, who have been married for more than ten years, should be entangled until death.

Even if we are completely unrecognizable, harbor resentment towards each other, and are entangled until we die, we cannot part ways halfway.

Jiang Lingyue has already begun to see that her lover is extremely paranoid in matters of the heart.

This is because it didn't happen to him, so he could still agree against his will.

If she did the same thing as Aunt Xie today, even if it was only one-tenth or one-twelfth of what she did, with the madness in his bones...

Jiang Lingyue held her cheek, slightly curved her eyebrows, and consoled herself: "Fortunately, I knew the situation and chose to like you."

The words were incoherent, but His Majesty the Emperor understood them. He moved his lips but did not say anything.

"Hey, Qi Hengzhi," Jiang Lingyue poked his beard, "If it were me..."

"No 'if'." Knowing that the girl was flirting again, Qi Junyi said angrily, "If you dare to have second thoughts, I will break your legs."

"..." Jiang Lingyue was very dissatisfied with his 'domineering and authoritarian' and whispered: "You can't bear to let go."

That day at the Music Bureau, she said she wanted to sleep with Chen Ziwei, but he endured it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Lingyue felt that she had gone too far. His Majesty the Emperor was a wise ruler and was not as crazy as she thought.

She was thinking too much.

What did he do wrong? He just couldn't live without her.

He hadn't really done anything to hurt her.

She shouldn't have doubted him so much.

As if she had thought of something, Jiang Lingyue couldn't help teasing him, "If I hadn't entered the palace, would you really be a widow for the rest of your life?"

"...Not necessarily," Qi Junyi smiled, "Yueyue, the bond between you and me is too deep, you will always appear."

Jiang Lingyue couldn't stand his confidence and wanted to ask, "What would you do if I were already a married woman when I showed up?"

But when the words were on the tip of his tongue, he swallowed them back.

What else can I do?

Didn’t he say that earlier?

Grab it.

Tsk!

How domineering!

Jiang Lingyue stood up and said, "I won't talk to you anymore, let's eat!"

It was clearly she who brought up the topic, but in the end, she was the one who got annoyed.

Qi Junyi sighed softly, picked up the teacup on the table and drank it all, then stood up and followed her.

Perhaps because she has been too busy recently, Jiang Lingyue has had no appetite for several days.

As the master ate less, the imperial chefs in Ning'an Palace prepared more sumptuous meals.

From cold dishes to hot dishes, sour, sweet, spicy, all kinds of flavors are available.

I just want my master to use it a few more times.

But Jiang Lingyue only managed to finish half a bowl of rice porridge before putting down her chopsticks.

Qi Junyi frowned, "You didn't eat much for lunch."

As he spoke, he picked up the jade bowl, added two spoonfuls of porridge himself, and said, "Have another half bowl."

Jiang Lingyue refused, "I'm going to throw up if I eat any more. I really don't have an appetite."

Qi Junyi frowned even deeper. "The last time Imperial Physician Shen took my pulse was before the New Year. Let him come and take my pulse tomorrow."

"No, it's the first month of the year, and Imperial Physician Shen also wants to reunite with his family. Ping An's pulse is only taken once a month."

Afraid that he would say more, Jiang Lingyue bent down, brought her vibrant face closer, and kissed him on the cheek. She said with a smile, "Maybe it's because your period is coming these next couple of days, so you've lost your appetite."

Jiang Lingyue has always used this method of shutting people up and it works great.

After receiving the sweet kiss, His Majesty the Emperor silently calculated her days in his mind and indeed did not speak.

That night, after taking a bath, Jiang Lingyue sat in front of the dressing table, and two palace maids were wiping her hair.

When the wet hair was almost dry, a palace maid opened the porcelain bottle of hair cream, scooped a small spoonful, rubbed it in the palm of her hand to warm it up, and was about to apply it on the hair when Jiang Lingyue turned her head away.

She frowned: "Why does it taste so weird?"

Hearing this, His Majesty the Emperor, who was reading a book on the couch, glanced over.

"Your Majesty," the maid said, "this is the hair cream you used to use. I have never changed it without your permission."

Aunt Qian took the porcelain bottle, examined it carefully, sniffed it, and nodded slightly, "Not bad."

Jiang Lingyue sniffed.

The things that I was used to using in the past now have a strange smell.

She wouldn't accept such a strange smell in her hair.

"No need for hair cream today. Try a different one tomorrow. ... The lily of the valley scent is great."

"Yes!"

If the master gets tired of using it, just change it.

No one below had any objection.

The little episode quickly ended, the long hair was wiped dry, and the maids retreated.

When Jiang Lingyue walked to the edge of the couch, His Majesty the Emperor consciously moved inward and gave her his warm spot. After the person came up, he stretched out his arms and held the person in his arms.

The sweet-smelling little girl, so delicate and soft, fit so well in his arms.

It was as if she was born to be held in his arms.

This thought softened Qi Junyi's heart. He smiled lightly, put down the book in his hand, pressed the girl in his arms, turned over, and covered her.

He lowered his head and kissed her.

The man's hot breath approached, and Jiang Lingyue, who should have felt very familiar with it, inexplicably felt a little uncomfortable.

She put her hand on his shoulder and said pitifully, "I'm tired. Can I not do it well?"

Qi Junyi: "..."

Rarely, he hesitated.

They didn't have sex last night, and her period is coming again in the next two days.

By then, I would be eating vegetarian food for several days.

How could he bear to let her go tonight?

But the little girl didn't want to, and she even said she was tired.

After a long while, Qi Junyi sighed and said, "...Okay."

He got off her and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you so delicate?"

For a moment, he missed the days when the medicinal effects of the Blood Ginseng were in her body.

At that time, she was really...

Jiang Lingyue had no idea what he was thinking about. She nestled in his arms, closed her eyes happily, and fell asleep.