C8

"Hey, Xiyue, what does that First Young Master look like?" Joe asked, still full of imagination.

"Your servant also met with the emperor that day in a hurry. Rumor has it that this number one young master of the capital is a suave, unrestrained, and beautiful man. That day's meeting truly did live up to his reputation." Xiyue said truthfully.

"That whatever Yuan. Is she even prettier than Royal Uncle?" Qiao Qiao asked curiously. To say that Yan Mo Chen was the best in the world, if there was another man more beautiful than him, that would be enough to mesmerize Qiao's little heart.

The two male concubines are respectively the nephew of Grand Commandant Xi's direct descendant, Xi Zhaoyi, who is temporarily residing in Warm Sun Courtyard, and the son of the Minister of Rites, Han Shuyi, who is currently residing in Fennel Courtyard. "

"Then is the male concubine that I love the most … Imperial Concubine Luo?" Qiao Qiao still nodded his head. It seemed that once upon a time, it was better to have sex than to have sex. But choosing a male concubine was still better than not having sex at all.

"Reporting to the emperor, the emperor has bestowed upon the imperial harem both grace and grace. Even if I were to say that I'm the most pampered, this servant still wouldn't dare to speak carelessly …" "Uhh …"

Within the palace.

"Miss Luo, Miss Luo is the emperor's favorite glazed jade —"

"AHH!" "Pah ~ ~!"

Just as Qingwu finished speaking, a crisp sound entered her ears. She bitterly looked at Luo Qingqing, who pretended to be innocent, and Liu Li, who was smashed into pieces on the ground.

"Miss Luo, don't move. That's the Green Jade Flame from the Western Regions …"

"Pa ~!"

Qingwu was slightly startled as she opened her mouth slightly. Seeing that Luo Qingqing was only pouting indifferently, she lifted her foot and walked towards the inner palace.

"Miss, Miss, that is the Emperor's resting room!" Qingwu looked at the mess in the palace and didn't care about her thoughts. She raised her foot and chased after Luo Qing, afraid that this torturous little ancestor would cause some kind of trouble.

At this moment, Qiao Qiao and Xiyue were still mumbling as they walked into the palace.

"Did we encounter a robbery in our chambers?" Joe's mouth was open. He looked at the mess, the empty table, under the table, on the floor, the bits of paper, as if the whole palace had been looted by bandits.

"Ah, my antiques! "My precious treasure!" Qiao Qiao continued to look at the fragments of Liu Li Cui and Qing Yu Yan on the ground and cried out in heartache.

Xiao Yue stood beside Qiao still, her lips parted, as if she wanted to berate the palace maid who was guarding outside the palace.

"Your majesty, please forgive me. This servant couldn't stand Miss Luo. Please punish me!" When Qingwu heard Qiao Qiao's voice from the inner hall, she immediately ran to the front hall and kneeled on the ground, begging for forgiveness.

"You're saying that this was done by Luo Qingqing?" Joe asked.

"Reporting to the Emperor, yes! But... "However, I'm afraid Miss Luo did it unintentionally, it was just …" Qingwu wanted to explain, but she changed the topic, "It's all this servant's fault, this servant didn't fulfill her duty, please punish me, Your Majesty." Qingwu lowered her head firmly.

"Whatever, get up." Qiao Qiao still waved his hand. For no other reason but the sincerity and apprehension in his eyes when he apologized to her for this little palace maid. He didn't have the contempt and despise of others, nor did he have the hypocrisy of others.

Qiao still understood that for a Puppet Emperor like her, even the young palace maids and eunuchs in the harem would be extremely disrespectful to her behind her back. To be able to find such a person who revered her from the bottom of their hearts was truly rare.

"What's your name?" Qiao Qiao still looked at Qingwu as he slowly got up and said.

"Your servant's name is Qingwu."

"Qingwu …" Qiao Qiao muttered softly, "I remember."

It was just a few words, but it caused Qingwu's heart to tremble. In the past when the rumors about the emperor were spread around the world, she suddenly found it hard to believe.

Qingwu raised her head slightly, but what she saw was Qiao'er's disappearing figure.

The corner of her lips slightly raised.

"Sister-in-law of the emperor!" Luo Qingqing was standing in the inner hall, staring blankly at Qiao Qiao's still bed. When she turned around and saw Qiao Qiao still pacing over, she called out excitedly.

"You also know that I'm the emperor, and that I'm your sister-in-law!" Joe's face was still full of reproach.

"Sister-in-law the emperor, didn't Qing Qing intentionally destroy the things outside …" Luo Qingqing took Qiao Qiao's hand and said in a spoiled manner, her big, watery eyes blinking incessantly.

"Forget it." Qiao Qiao still waved her hand. Although she said it, her heart was still bleeding. Did this little lady know what she was doing? A god thief! Even if she met with some treasure, it would be the hardest thing for her to walk. Moreover, this little miss had smashed two of her large pieces at once. Just the mere thought of it caused her heart to shatter.

"The emperor's sister-in-law?" Luo Qingqing waved her hand in front of Qiao Qiao's face. "Sister-in-law isn't angry, is she?"

"It's fine, it's fine. I don't blame you." Joe continued to return to the Divine Path.

All of a sudden, a black shadow flashed past Qiao Qiao's room. His eyes still narrowed slightly as he shot a look to Xiyue before sprinting away.

"Hey, sister-in-law of the emperor, where are you going?" Luo Qingqing looked at Qiao Qiao's figure that was still running at full speed as she shouted.

"Miss Luo, the Emperor has something important on his person right now, please rest for a moment." Xiyue's face was filled with nervousness. She was afraid that something would happen if Qiao Qing continued to chase after her. After saying a few words, she turned around and followed them out of the hall.