The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 334 Tyrant, please be gentle (44)

This man would not answer her, but said he didn't know him, and told her not to touch her things...

Thinking of this, Jing Qingran sighed unconsciously.

"Your Majesty, I want to go out for a walk." Jing Qingran said.

"It's so cold now, don't go out." Jun Ting's voice did not hear any temperature.

"Anyway, there is still some time before dinner, so I'll go out for a walk first." Jing Qingran said.

This sentence did not mean to continue to seek advice from the emperor.

Continue to ask him for advice, I'm afraid he won't agree.

"Didn't you hear what I said?" Jun Ting said coldly.

The queen ignored his words again.

"I'll just go out for a walk, and I'll be back soon." Jing Qingran said, "Your Majesty, just stay here and warm yourself by the fire. Don't catch a cold."

"Queen! Have you taken my words seriously?" the emperor asked coldly.

Jing Qingran pouted, not wanting to answer him.

There's no answer to this either.

"Stay in the house for me, don't go out!" He said coldly.

Oh shit!Jing Qingran thought coldly in her heart.

"What if you fall outside?" After a while, the emperor asked.

"I'm not so careless." Jing Qingran said.

"Anyway, you can't go out." Jun Ting said again.

"Beside me, there is a court lady watching, so I won't fall so easily." Jing Qingran said.

"You are not allowed to go out, you are not allowed to go out!" He said coldly, without looking at her at all.

He was very unhappy with people who didn't listen to him.

Jing Qingran really wanted to give this man a knife!

Clenching his fingers into fists, he gave him a cold look.

Of course, Jun Ting couldn't see the way Jing Qingran looked at him, which contained anger.

He didn't like this look.

The two of them have been sitting on the couch, talking very little, and they don't know what to say.

……

In the evening, during dinner time, the two of us had dinner together.

Jun Ting looked at Jing Qingran, then at Jing Qingran, and wanted to serve her soup, but he didn't.

Always, someone else served him soup.

Jing Qingran didn't serve him soup either.

The two of them are like this, there is no interaction, and each eats his own food.

Jun Ting inexplicably felt stuffy in his heart, but Jing Qingran didn't feel very comfortable in his heart either.

This feeling of getting along is not very comfortable.

Jun Ting thought and thought, his chopsticks picked up a piece of meat, he really wanted to put this piece of meat into a clean bowl, but after much deliberation, in the end, this piece of meat was still put into his own bowl.

His chopsticks kept holding a piece of meat in mid-air, and didn't put it anywhere. It didn't look good, so he didn't think for a long time, a few seconds at most.

Three or four seconds.

After three or four seconds, the piece of meat was still put back into his bowl.

Jing Qingran didn't notice this detail of his. Perhaps, Jing Qingran didn't think it was a detail.

It's just a dish with chopsticks.

"Your Majesty, you need to eat more." Jing Qingran said.

It’s the same cliche again…

Jun Ting didn't say a word, and took another chopsticks dish by himself. This time, he didn't hesitate, pause, or think about anything, so he picked it up for himself.

"Your Majesty, would you like me to give you something?" After a while, Jing Qingran actually asked this sentence.

"No." He said coldly.

(End of this chapter)