The empress is pregnant, and the emperor's incense continues

Seeing Qing Yaqing's face turning red and red, Meng Wenyao half-smiled and said: "Since we are both junior sisters, how can we favor one over the other? No matter how much Shaoqing loves junior sister Bichan, you can't be so partial. In this way, your share of the beauty dew I will give it to you personally. Bichan is loved by Shaoqing, and you are loved by me, so you are no worse than her."

Meng Wenyao took out the beauty jade dew cream that she had prepared long ago and handed it to Qingya.

Qingya lowered her head, her face was pale and her eyes were red, as if she was about to cry.

"Here, Shaoqing said that you girls from the Tianchang Sect have to practice martial arts with men on weekdays. They are all covered in smelly sweat. He wants to vomit when he smells it. Ever since he smelled the fragrance on my body, he has been asking for it. Give it to Bichan. Our Piao Miao Sect's beauty-nourishing jade dew cream can be applied all over the body after taking a bath. The fragrance will last for three days.

I also heard Shaoqing say that ever since Bichan put on this jade dew ointment, he wanted to stay by Bichan's side every day. You should take it back and put some on it too, so that others won't laugh at you behind your back because you smell like sweat. "

After Meng Wenyao finished speaking, he stretched his hand forward again and said with a smile: "Don't be polite to me, I treat you as my junior sister."

"Thank you Saint."

When the Jade Dew Cream was taken away, Meng Wenyao saw tears falling to the ground in a trance, and her smile became even stronger.

"Why are you being so polite? I'm not familiar with the place in Tianchang Sect. It's rare that you come to accompany me, so I want to thank you. When you were taking the jade dew ointment just now, you touched my hand. Oh, if you hadn't been here In front of me, I can’t believe that such rough hands belong to a woman.”

As she spoke, Meng Wenyao took Qingya's hand, pointed at the calluses on her palm and said: "They say that the hand is a woman's second face. Your face is really ugly. From now on, when your husband touches your hand, it will look like It's like touching a man's hand, it will definitely be boring. Listen to me..."

"Saint Girl," Qing Ya hurriedly pulled out her hand and explained: "When I came out, Master asked me to go over there later. I will not stay here any longer to avoid Master's blaming in the future."

Meng Wenyao was not annoyed at being interrupted, and said with a half-smile: "Junior sister, go and get busy. Ask me for more after you run out of the Jade Dew Cream."

As soon as Qing Ya left, Meng Wenyao asked her maid to give each of Xie Shaoqing's junior sisters a bottle of Jade Dew Cream. This is a well-known skin care product in the world, and they would definitely apply it immediately.

In this way, even if Qingya found Bichan and smelled the fragrance on her body, she would not be embarrassed to ask whether the smear was given by Meng Wenyao or Xie Shaoqing before.

Nowadays, all the disciples of Tianchang Sect are busy in order to receive various sects. By the time Qingya found Bichan and could inquire about it, it was already after dinner.

Bichan had already washed herself and put on the beauty-nourishing jade dew ointment given by Meng Wenyao. When she saw Qingya coming over, she said enthusiastically: "Junior sister Qingya, come and smell me, do you think it smells good?"

Qingya's face changed visibly. Seeing this, Bichan thought that Meng Wenyao did not send Qingya Jade Dew Cream, and said generously: "My sister likes it after hearing it. If you like it, I will give it to you."

Her generosity made Qingya's face look even more ugly.

"You are willing to give it to me, is it because you have so much, and you don't take this bottle seriously at all."

Bichan didn't understand where Qingya's temper came from, but since she felt Qingya's emotions, she had to carefully consider her words and said: "Why can't I understand what junior sister said, except for this bottle given by the saint of the Piaomiao Sect? , I don’t have anything else, junior sister misunderstood.”

Unexpectedly, the more Bichan explained, the more Qingya felt that Bichan was covering up something, and the more irritable she became. She wanted to wait at Bichan's place to see if Xie Shaoqing would also have a tryst with Bichan at night.

Unexpectedly, she waited for a long time, drank half the tea pot, and no one came, so she went back to the room to wash up.

After washing, she looked at the Jade Dew Cream with mixed emotions, and finally opened it and started applying it.

As night fell, Meng Wenyao was wearing dark clothes in the big tree outside Qingya's door. She watched Qingya apply jade dew ointment viciously and sighed to herself, what a waste of a good thing.

After applying it, Qing Ya asked the maid to invite Xie Shaoqing to come over. She wanted to ask Xie Shaoqing herself if it smelled good, and besides Bi Chan, which junior sister did he give it to, and which junior sister did he like best.

Sitting boredly waiting for Xie Shaoqing, Qing Ya soon felt hot all over her body. She tilted her head to look at the glass of cold water on the table, reached out to pick it up, and drank it down in one gulp.

Meng Wenyao on the big tree stared closely at Qingya's raised neck, watching her swallow the last drop of water, and took a long breath. The poison was considered to have been poisoned, and she could only wait for Xie Shaoqing and Qingya to have sex tonight.

Xie Shaoqing did not hesitate to pretend to be engaged to Meng Wenyao for the sake of his elegant junior sister, and even tricked her into committing herself to Leng Sufeng. Such a scumbag should have a taste of karma.

At this time, Meng Wenyao was even more anxious than Qingya. If Xie Shaoqing didn't come over tonight, the love potion she had finally given to Qingya would be useless. She hesitated whether to go out to inquire or lure Xie Shaoqing over.

Under the cover of night, Xie Shaoqing had strode over. After three cuckoo sounds, Qingya showed no sign of coming out. Xie Shaoqing was a little confused. Seeing that there was no one around, he knocked on Qingya's door lightly.

After a while, the door creaked, and Meng Wenyao was far away. Before he could hear what the two of them said, Xie Shaoqing walked in.

Under the cover of night, Meng Wenyao immediately flew to the roof and uncovered a tile. She saw Qingya's cheeks were flushed and she was leaning softly in Xie Shaoqing's arms.

"Brother Shaoqing, is there someone else in your heart?"

Xie Shaoqing, who was entangled by Qingya, felt a little cramped. He tried to push Qingya away and said comfortingly: "How could it be? I only have Junior Sister Qingya in my heart. What's wrong with you? Why are you so hot?"

"I just miss my brother Shaoqing. Please don't leave tonight and stay with me. Aren't you always with Bichan all day long?" Qingya muttered and moved towards Xie Shaoqing's mouth.

The two were entangled for a while, and Xie Shaoqing explained: "Today we are entertaining other sect disciples. Bi Chan and I are not having a private meeting. Don't throw dirty water on Bi Chan."

"Are you angry?" The limp body suddenly stood up straight, Qing Ya said aggrievedly: "You are protecting her, and I can't even say a word?"

Xie Shaoqing felt that Qing Ya was being unreasonable and coaxed: "You go to bed first, I will explain to you tomorrow."

"Are you leaving?" Qingya cried aggrievedly.

"Are you going to find Bichan?"

Xie Shaoqing's head was very big, but before he could explain, he was hugged by Qingya again and entangled with him.

The two of them fell down on the couch and rolled from the couch to the bed. Xie Shaoqing suddenly woke up when his clothes were half taken off.

"Qingya, are you taking Chinese medicine?"