Chapter 2275 Love that Spans a Thousand Years (19)

"Are you impressed by me?" Luo Qingchen sneered, and the moment she raised her eyes, she met his deep eyes.

In fact, she said this with a sarcastic tone, half mocking herself and half mocking Mo Ye.

She didn't know what she was mocking, perhaps because the beginning of this story was not so satisfactory.

"No! Very imposing." After a long time, Mo Ye chuckled, with a faint light in his eyes, he said: "I didn't expect such a small body to have such great power."

"So don't treat me as a child, I'm not." Luo Qingchen looked at him seriously and said: "I'm not a child anymore."

Mo Ye looked at her for a long time, and finally said: "The peach wine will be sent to the princess in three days, but you can't drink too much."

"I can promise you the latter." Luo Qingchen raised his eyes, raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth and said: "The former is not possible."

"What does the princess mean?"

"Tomorrow." Luo Qingchen's eyes trembled slightly and said: "Mr. Mo can send different flavors of fruit wine to Aunt Feng every day, so one day should be enough."

He frowned and said nothing.

Luo Qingchen continued: "You belong to me tomorrow."

He still frowned, and then said: "Okay."

The next morning, she got up early, with a particularly good appetite, and ate twice as much breakfast as usual.

The maids stood aside and said happily: "The princess looks much better, and we servants are also very happy."

Luo Qingchen chuckled and said: "You are the only ones who are sweet-mouthed."

"Maybe it's because the princess showed her power yesterday, and the energy that was originally deposited in her dantian was released, and she is in high spirits."

Luo Qingchen heard this and thought: Ladies, do you think this is a plane of cultivation?

"But I heard that the Seventh Madam went back yesterday and complained to Miss Feng! She said that it was the first time she had suffered such humiliation in front of a junior at her age."

"Junior? How could she say that." Another maid continued: "In the palace, no matter how old or young, we are all slaves, and the princess is the master, so how can there be any humiliation."

"Isn't it? As expected, there is a kind of master, there is a kind of slave."

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Luo Qingchen snorted coldly and said: "She doesn't even have the qualifications to be my slave. The little slaves in our Weiguang Palace are all beautiful and cute."

But to be honest, this person called Seventh Madam is also arrogant enough. Knowing that he is the only princess of the current emperor, he dares to act so presumptuously in front of her.

It seems that Feng Ling'er indulges her very much on weekdays, otherwise she wouldn't be so ignorant of the rules.

Even so, she wants to meet Feng Ling'er in this world. What is she like?

Before that, she has to drink a cup of peach wine that belongs to her.

In the evening, Mo Ye arrived as promised, holding a small jar of peach blossom wine and two cups in his hands.

The refreshing peach blossom fragrance instantly awakened her taste buds. She slowly walked forward and raised her eyes and smiled softly: "It seems that Mr. Mo is indeed a genius in winemaking. This peach blossom wine must be delicious."

She was about to reach out to take it, but the other party took his hand back.

Due to the height difference, Luo Qingchen couldn't get it even if she stood on tiptoe.

The next second, she said a little angrily: "Mr. Mo is really interesting? This peach blossom wine has been delivered, but he is still reluctant to give it."

Mo Ye looked at her childish expression, sighed with his right hand, and couldn't help but hook her nose and said: "Remember what you promised me."

After the voice fell, he handed her a jar of peach blossom wine, with a touch of imperceptible pampering in his eyes.

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