Chapter 1045

Before nangongyan could finish moving, the whole person was driven out by Ji Qingxue.

Nangong Yan is confused now. Some don't react. He slowly recalls the scene just now

He was just falling into a moving mood. After all, this is the first time someone said that he felt happy because of his existence.

Ji Qingxue suddenly looked at him: "so now do you understand what I mean?"

Nangong Yan nodded subconsciously, "I know."

"That's good." Ji Qingxue sighed with satisfaction and finally twisted his tendon for a while.

So Ji Qingxue led his men to bed. Nangong Yan didn't know why, "Why are we going?"

Ji Qingxue took him to the door, smiled at him, and then pushed him out very gently!

"Now that you are in a better mood, you can go out."

Nangong Yan stared: "why?" they are husband and wife, shouldn't they be together?

But Ji Qingxue pinched her waist and said angrily, "you're okay to ask why. You just threw my fruit. Did you forget about it?"

Nangong Yan was stunned and said, "I thought..."

Ji Qingxue interrupted with a sneer: "what do you think? You think it's over like this? You think it's beautiful! You dare to lose your temper with me, aren't you? Go out and reflect on yourself!"

Then he closed the door with a clang.

Nangong Yan can't laugh or cry. If this woman really takes revenge, she will settle accounts after autumn!

Come on, it seems that she won't let herself in today. She'd better find a big tree to make do for the night.

……

Sima Jingxuan asked Mencius to live in Jinse garden, which was very close to him. The palace people couldn't help talking about it.

Since his accession to the throne, Sima Jingxuan has only two concubines in his harem. He originally sealed the queen, but he has become a laughing stock in the world. Since then, the latter position has been empty.

Now Sima Jingxuan did so, which made them wonder whether there would be a hostess in the harem soon.

"There are fifty strings in a beautiful harp without any reason. One string is one column, thinking of the Chinese year." Mencius bit word by word, slowly but clearly.

Sima Jingxuan stood at the door, didn't bother her, and forcibly ignored his inner touch.

No, Qingxue finally returned to her side. She should cultivate her feelings with her. She shouldn't waste time here listening to other people's poems.

Sima's mirror hung there for a while, then turned and left without any nostalgia.

Mencius looked at the door blankly, her look did not fluctuate, and her remaining time was really running out.

During lunch, Sima Jingxuan insisted on coming with Ji Qingxue.

Ji Qingxue rolled her eyes. "Shouldn't you accompany Mencius at this time? What are you doing here?"

The hand holding the dishes for her gave a slight meal. Sima Jingxuan said, "she's just my subordinate. Eating with you is naturally a top priority. You're much more important than her."

He was smiling, but the smile never reached the bottom of his eyes.

Hearing his words, Ji Qingxue sighed silently in her heart. That may not be true.

"Eat." Sima Jingxuan put the food into her bowl.

Ji Qingxue frowned: "you don't have to follow me. You have hands."

Sima Jing flashed a trace of embarrassment in front of him. He said slightly wronged, "Qingxue, I just want to be good to you. Can't it?"

Ji Qingxue raised her eyes and said, "I'm not the one you should treat well."

Sima Jingxuan suddenly became angry. He threw his chopsticks on the table and suddenly stood up.

"What do you mean by this? What do you mean? It's not you who I should treat well. Did I say something in front of you on the ninth day of junior high school?"

Sima Jing wanted to be sure. It must be the ninth day of junior high school that she told her about Mencius, so she refused herself.

Sima Jingxuan explained, "Qingxue, don't get me wrong. I have nothing to do with Mencius. She is just my subordinate."

Ji Qingxue looked at him in a hurry to make it clear and suddenly felt funny.

Why does he look more like there is no silver 300 Liang here?

Ji Qingxue stared at him seriously: "it has nothing to do with me who you are close to. I just don't want you to miss your good marriage because of your momentary confusion. Sima Jingxuan people sometimes don't be so stubborn and will see many things clearly."

Sima Jingxuan was obviously stimulated by the irrelevant words in her words. She always likes to leave herself clean with her.

His eyes were gloomy and asked coldly, "you always advised me not to be too stubborn. What about you? Now that you are by my side, why do you still hold Nangong Yan? Why can't you see my pay and my good?"

Ji Qingxue said calmly, "because in my heart, you can't compare with him."

"Shut up!"

Sima Jing's hanging hand was raised high, and Ji Qingxue was unwilling to be outdone. Su's hand gently raised, and several silver needles rubbed against his body, bringing a shivering chill. Finally, they all disappeared into the wall.

Ji Qingxue was fearless and shouted in a deep voice: "you should think clearly that I am not those women in your harem. You can beat and scold at will!"

His grandfather's, she really regarded it as a soft persimmon without hands. Can she pinch it flat and rub it at will—— court death!

Sima Jing hung down his hand and felt extremely embarrassed: "good, good. Ji Qingxue, you are the first woman who doesn't pay attention to me at all, but I like challenging difficult things. One day you will beg me to ask you."

Ji Qingxue gracefully wiped the corners of her mouth and smiled like flowers: "you said that in your previous life, but it's a pity that you also didn't have a chance in this life."

"Boom" -- a loud thunder suddenly sounded outside.

It's Midsummer, and the weather changes with a woman's face. It was clear just now. Suddenly, there were dark clouds, like ink pouring and rendering.

Before everyone could react, the big rain had already fallen.

Sima Jing hung his fist several times, but in the end, Sheng Sheng resisted the impulse to strangle Ji Qingxue.

"Since you say so, we'll see." Sima Jing turned angrily and left.

Ji Qingxue turned to look out of the window and murmured, "it's raining." I don't know whether it's sunny or not. What about looking for snow?

As soon as Sima Jing hung out of Xueqing palace, he saw Mencius standing outside with a red umbrella.

Ji Qingxue bumped into a nail there. Now he was in a very bad mood, so he asked rudely, "what are you doing here?"