dumb queen

Xiao Jin stared at him for a long time, then left straight away with a flick of his sleeves.

After Xiao Jin left, Xie Chaoge knelt down weakly and slowly, buried his head in his arms and cried silently.

Until the evening, Xiao Jin did not return to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Xie Chaoge cried a lot during the day, and now his eyes are still a little red. He sat in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, silently in a daze.

Su Jing came in and said, "Concubine Xie, the emperor has other important matters to deal with tonight. I don't know when this will end. Why don't you rest first, your body can't be tired."

Xie Chaoge shook his head, Xiao Jin didn't come back, he didn't want to sleep alone in this Hall of Mental Cultivation.

He gesticulated and asked Su Jing, "Eunuch Su, can I go back to my own bedroom?"

Su Jing was very embarrassed, "This... Concubine Xie, I'm afraid it won't work. The emperor didn't tell you to go back, but only told you to rest early.

It is for you to stay in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. "

Xie Chaoge exhaled, and then nodded obediently. In fact, he thought of it, Xiao Jin would definitely not let him go back.

He washed up under the service of his servants, then lay down on the dragon couch, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

But the quilt was empty, and it was a little cold to sleep alone, and there was no one hugging behind him, and no one was sticking to his body and kissing all the time, so he felt unaccustomed, and even couldn't sleep.

Xie Chaoge covered his little head under the quilt, and his sad and wronged eyes gradually became moist again.

How to do it..

It has only been a few days, and it seems that he has gotten used to Xiao Jin's existence, as well as his tenderness and pampering. Today, when he spoke coldly to himself, he couldn't stand it and cried a lot.

And just now Su Jing said that Xiao Jin went to deal with important matters, Xie Chaoge knew that was not the case at all.

Maybe Xiao Jin went to find other concubines in the palace.

Xie Chaoge had experienced it himself, so he naturally knew that Xiao Jin was not really sick, but rather in good health.

Then will he stay in other people's palaces?Will he hug other concubines like he hugs himself?

The person on the bed was covered by the quilt, and did not hear the sound of the bedroom door being pushed open from the outside.