Chapter 374
"Imperial Concubine." Xing Er leaned slightly towards Jing Yue and said, "Master asked Imperial Concubine to go to the palace tomorrow, and talk to her if there is something to do."
"Ah? Tomorrow?" Jing Yue frowned suspiciously, and asked Xing Er what the matter was, but Xing Er didn't know what to ask, so Jing Yue had no choice but to answer.
After returning to the Prime Minister’s Mansion this time, Jing Yue ran around the restaurant. She hadn’t been back to the Prince’s Mansion for several months. When she came back suddenly, there was a feeling of nostalgia. Follow Jingyue to Lotus Garden.
"Aiya... the lotus has grown again." Jing Yue looked at the lotus that had grown in the lotus garden, her eyes full of nostalgia.
"If you like it, you can come back and live here." Just as Jingyue was admiring it, a familiar voice came from behind her. Jingyue turned around and saw Xiao Chen standing on the stairs with his hands behind his back, with an indifferent expression and a slender figure. Xiang Jingyue's dark eyes flashed with a touch of softness.
"Xiao Chen." Jing Yue happily ran over, looked up at Xiao Chen and said, "When did you stand behind?"
"Just now." Xiao Chen lowered his eyes to look at Jing Yue's bright and clean cheeks, and answered with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"It's strange... I didn't feel it at all..." Jing Yue pursed her lips slightly and said, "What did you ask me to come to the palace for?"
"The celebration banquet the day after tomorrow, you come with me." Xiao Chen walked down the stairs, took Jing Yue's hand very naturally, walked towards the water pavilion, and said to Jing Yue lightly.
"Ah?" Jing Yue was taken aback for a moment, then frowned in confusion and said, "No, brother said that I want to go with my father, and in the name of the eldest granddaughter of the prime minister's mansion, and I won't Doppelgänger, no, no, no..."
"..." Xiao Chen's face darkened, and he frowned.
"Isn't it just going to a banquet?" Jing Yue curled her lips speechlessly and said, "It doesn't matter who you go with, right?"
"..." Xiao Chen continued to frown.
"How about... I will go into the palace with this father, and leave the palace with you when I leave the palace?" Jing Yue frowned and said in confusion.
"Come back to live in the palace with me?" Xiao Chen paused slightly, squinting at Jing Yue and said.
"Well... stay for one night!" Jing Yue stretched out a finger and said, Xiao Chen's face darkened when he heard this, and said indifferently: "One month."
"Ah!? One month is too long, half a month is enough?" Jing Yue bit her lip slightly and asked tentatively.
"Deal." Xiao Chen stretched out his big hand to hold Jing Yue's small hand, a faint smile appeared in his dark eyes, Jing Yue was dumbfounded immediately, why did she feel like she was sold? It was still sold by myself! !
When she went back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Jing Yue was still full of sulking, Xiao Chen is a damn old fox!
But looking at the clothes that Xiao Chen had specially prepared by others, Jing Yue curled her lips silently, she still had a bit of conscience.
If Jingyue had to prepare this by herself, Jingyue would definitely just wear a suit of clothes casually, she really didn't have the heart to choose this or that one, with this time, she might as well sleep for a while, right? ?
The Dongqing celebration came as scheduled, and Jingyue was picked up from the bed by Yinqiao early in the morning, and while she was dressing Jingyue, she kept chanting: "Hurry up, imperial concubine, Jiuhuangshu!" I said, if I don't dress you up beautifully, I will die..."
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【Small Theater Double Twelve】
"Xiao Chen, which flavor do you think is better?" Jing Yue lay on the bed in great confusion, staring at the phone screen sliding up and down, Xiao Chen lay beside Jing Yue and squinted at Jing Yue's phone.
"What flavor do you like? Blueberry? Strawberry? Lemon? Milk?" Jing Yue looked up at Xiao Chen and asked.
"..." Xiao Chenmo.
"Why don't you have some of each kind?" Jing Yue asked again with her lips pouted.
Xiao Chen's face darkened, he squinted at Jing Yue and said, "Are you sure you have to choose the flavor when buying a condom?"