"The princess is in poor health. If you have too much soup, send her a bowl." Bian Cheng Wang took back his sword and said to Princess Yao.
There was a flash of jealousy in the eyes of imperial concubine Yao. The soup he had worked hard to cook was to please his husband. As a result, the man who didn't understand the amorous feelings asked him to send the soup to the princess. Yao side imperial concubine bit a mouthful of silver teeth, forced out a smile and said, "I know." then she left.
After walking a few steps, imperial concubine Yao saw the oncoming crape myrtle. They looked at the crape myrtle and frowned. After walking a few steps forward, they came to imperial concubine Yao. Imperial concubine Yao reluctantly saluted the crape myrtle and said, "I've seen the princess!"
"Imperial concubine Yao, don't you say you're uncomfortable? Why don't you stay in your yard? What are you doing here?" Ziwei stared at imperial concubine Yao and looked at her. She saw that imperial concubine Yao had deliberately dressed up and her face had exquisite makeup. Even her hair had been carefully combed. People with clear eyes knew what she wanted to do. But crape myrtle deliberately asked her.
Princess Yao's eyes flashed and said, "tell the princess that I'm much better. Just now, I prepared health soup for the prince, and the prince praised me for my good workmanship. Princess, you came just in time. Just now, the prince said that he wanted me to send you the rest of the soup to replenish your body? I see the princess, you don't look very good. Why don't you go with me."
Princess Yao kept talking with a smile, in which she deliberately emphasized that she was praised by the king of Bian city and that Ziwei was in bad health. Ziwei listened to her words and bit her teeth hard. Meimou was full of displeasure and said, "Princess Yao doesn't like soup. You'd better keep it to make up for yourself!"
Ziwei then turned and left angrily. Imperial concubine Yao looked at Ziwei's angry back, and the corners of her mouth gently aroused a smile, hum! I don't give crape myrtle the soup I boiled hard. Yao side imperial concubine turned her head and looked at the direction of the hall. She turned and twisted her waist and left.
Ziwei returned to her residence. Seeing that Chen Yi was going out, she walked forward to Chen Yi, frowned and asked, "father, where are you going?"
Chen also knew that crape myrtle didn't like Leng Qingyan, so he didn't intend to tell crape myrtle that he wanted to find Leng Qingyan. His eyes flashed and said to crape myrtle, "your uncle Baiqing has something to do with me. Crape myrtle's obedient father will come to see you next time!"
Chen Yi reached out and gently touched the head of crape myrtle. With that, she walked out from crape myrtle. Crape myrtle silently looked at Chen Yi's back for a long time, took a deep breath, and shouted to his back when he was about to leave the yard: "father is going to see Leng Qingyan!"
Chen Yi stopped and turned to look at the strange smile on crape myrtle's face. His eyes flashed away and said, "your father promised you wouldn't see her. Crape myrtle, you can wait for your father to come back!"
Ziwei knew that Chen would not tell her. In fact, when Chen Yilian came to the frontier to find her at night, she knew that Leng Qingyan was coming to the frontier. She knew, but she didn't dare to ask. But when Chen Yi really wanted to find the woman, Ziwei was very upset. She rushed to Chen Yi's face and frowned
"Father emperor, what's so good about that woman? She hurt you so much that you almost couldn't come back. Why did you go to see her? Why?" Ziwei asked, holding Chen Yi's hand.
Chen also took out his hand, sighed gently, reached out to touch crape myrtle's hair, vaguely unhappy, and asked, "who chewed the root of the tongue in front of you?"