You look so beautiful when you cry [Quick Transmigration]

"Sister Qiao, what's the matter?" When Ji Chen laughed, it seemed that all the haze could be swept away.

Pass the plum branch in front of Su Qiao and tease him, "Always depressed, although she is still beautiful."

Su Qiao is wearing a pink dress today, looking as gorgeous as a peach blossom.

"The master has ignored me these days..."

His voice was also light and ethereal, inexplicably tinged with color.

Ji Chen also thought of the young master Baili.

If this maidservant is an extremely gorgeous flower, that young master Baili is a cold moon. Although she is thorough and pure, she is still too cold.

Ji Chen thought, let's not say that Mr. Baili is a man, but in terms of personality alone, he still prefers this soft and cute sister Qiao.

Thinking of this, Ji Chen leaned forward and kissed Su Qiao on the cheek.

Su Qiao was distracted, she didn't dodge for a moment, she blushed and glared at Ji Chen, "Your Highness respects himself."

Ji Chen felt his hands itch, and pinched Su Qiao's cheek again.

Su Qiao got angry, pursed her lips, turned around and wanted to run away.

Ji Chen hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, and hurriedly explained, "Sister Qiao, don't be angry, why don't I apologize to you?"

Su Qiao blushed, struggling to get out of Ji Chen's confinement, "His Royal Highness, let go..."

Mo Xi, who had just walked out of the room, saw this tumultuous scene.

In an instant, Moxi felt his anger getting worse.

This pair of dogs and men show their affection every day!

Do you want me to open a room for you!

Mo Xi had a gloomy face, pretending he didn't see it.

Su Qiao saw him, and without knowing where the strength came from, she pushed Ji Chen away and ran towards him.

"Master." Su Qiao looked at him eagerly, like a pet begging for food, "serve the master to eat..."

"No need." Mo Xi remained expressionless, not looking at Su Qiao, "You should accompany His Highness the Crown Prince."

Su Qiao showed a smile, and cautiously said, "If the master doesn't want the slave to get along with His Highness, the slave..."

Mo Xi frowned, interrupted him roughly, "Shut up."

Su Qiao rushed over to hug him, but he dodged in disgust.

"Women are pretentious." Mo Xi was almost touched by Su Qiao, and scolded him angrily, "Oh, that's right, you are a woman."

Su Qiao's eyes were red. Although she was willing to be humble, she still felt heartache for Mo Xi's contempt.

Mo Xi couldn't stand Su Qiao crying the most, so he hurriedly left without opening his eyes.

Ji Chen stood aside and watched from the beginning to the end. Seeing Su Qiao crying, he just walked up to him and took out the handkerchief.

"Sister Qiao, why bother?" Ji Chen sighed, "Mister's eyes are high, you can get it by force, not to mention, you are a woman, you shouldn't lose your reserve..."

Su Qiao wiped her tears with her sleeve and murmured softly.

"He cares about me, I know."

He didn't even eat breakfast, and Moxi, who was hungry and angry, took a walk in the back garden.

A court lady was fascinated by him, she slipped her foot, the string of beads in her hand broke, and the jade beads spilled all over the floor.

The court lady was not very old, so she burst into tears immediately.

Lie on the ground to pick it up, but the jade was mixed in the grass, so she couldn't see clearly, the more anxious she was, the more trembling her hands became, and finally she gave up and cried.

Mo Xi frowned, but still walked over.

Seeing him coming, the palace lady tried her best to hold back her tears, "Mr., hiccup, Mr...."

"Okay." Mo Xi knelt down and picked up jade beads for her.

The palace maid was completely stunned, seeing that Mo Xi's snow-white robe was stained with dust, she didn't know what to say.

"Hand." Mo Xi's expression was still cold, and his voice didn't have any warmth.

The maid stretched out her hands nervously, and Mo Xi put the jade beads she had picked up into her palms.

Staring blankly at the jade bead in her palm, the maid looked at Mo Xi's hand again, and thought it was even more beautiful than that jade.

This string of beads was made by the court lady to be worn by her mother when she entered the palace. The quality is not good, but it is her sustenance.

What's more... being touched by this young man...

"Be more careful next time." Mo Xi didn't notice the maid's thoughts, and in his opinion, it was just a matter of lifting a finger.

Patting the dust on his robe, Mo Xi got up and left, intending to go back to his room and take a shower.

The maid stared blankly at him leaving, wanted to say something, but couldn't make a sound for some reason.

It wasn't until Mo Xi left that he came back to his senses, clutching the jade bead, his heart beating fast.

"Does it look good?"

A deep voice sounded behind him.

The maid's blushing face turned pale in an instant.

He didn't even dare to beg for mercy, he just kowtowed silently.

The jade beads in his hand slipped between his fingers and became dusty again.

Himekawa wore a faint smile, and seemed to be in a good mood, even his voice was full of smiles.

"Since it's such a precious thing, keep it safe." He narrowed his eyes and said softly, "Eat it and put it in your stomach."

The palace lady grabbed the jade beads like crazy, and swallowed them with difficulty, her beautiful face was stained with tears and dust.

However, this scene just made Himekawa laugh.

Without a trace of hostility, Ji Chuan's gentle smile was like a gentleman practicing Taoism, but those eyes still revealed his true nature after all, "Take it down and burn it, let's see how many pieces of this clumsy jade are left."

Before the maid could realize the meaning of her words, she was gagged and dragged away by the dead man in the dark.

Ji Chuan's expression didn't change, he picked up a flower with a smile, and his smile grew stronger when he thought about the appearance of that young master Baili lying on the ground just now.

In the evening, Mo Xi was invited to the side hall again.

As soon as I entered the door, there was that indescribable smell again.

It doesn't smell bad, it's even fragrant, but it just smells a little fishy.

"Ahem, ahem..." Ji Chuan's face was pale, he coughed a few times, and looked a little weak.

The emperor is quite pitiful, with such a perverted son as Han Jing on the table.

He was originally weak and had only one son, but it was a pity that he was deceived by Han Jing...

Mo Xi thought, feeling a little sad.

"You're here." Ji Chuan smiled and waved to Mo Xi, "Sit closer."

Mo Xi walked over, "Is it better today?"

"Yeah." Ji Chuan was obviously still enduring the discomfort, but he didn't want Mo Xi to worry, "I can last for a while."

He raised his hand, covered his lips and coughed.

Through the dim light, Moxi saw the beads on his wrist.

The beads are burnt black with some faint cracks.

It's quite unique.

Sensing Moxi's gaze, Himekawa smiled kindly, took off the beads on his wrist, and handed them to Moxi.

"It's because when I was naughty when I was young, I put the jade in the fire and it became like this," he smiled without a trace of haze, "It's something that shouldn't be eye-catching, but after going through the fire, it looks better."

His tone was filled with strange excitement, "If Mo Xi likes it, I will give it to you."

Mo Xi shook his head, "No need."

Himekawa smiled and frowned, and casually put the beads aside, as if he was very satisfied with Mo Xi's answer.

For Mo Xi, seeing this somewhat overly kind emperor every day is nothing more than a sympathy for each other as 'cannon fodder'.

It is indeed very comfortable to get along with the emperor, and Mo Xi does not hate it.

But for Ji Chuan, this young man of Baili is a delicious meal that is more and more suitable for him, hanging in front of his eyes every day, making him try his best not to eat it.

If you eat it, it's gone.

"Look at me." Mo Xi frowned.

"Moxi's face is stained." With a natural expression, Ji Chuan took out a handkerchief and gently wiped Moxi's cheek.

Moxi dodged for a moment, but Himekawa just flinched away, smiling at him.

"All right."

Mo Xi was a little awkward, but he suppressed the discomfort.

"Just tell me next time."

"Hmm." Himekawa seemed a little hurt, with a lonely expression.

Forget it, this emperor can live for four or five years, so why bother.

The author has something to say:

Maid (sneering): I have to say something about MMP.

Himekawa (cough): I am weak...

Mo Xi (sympathy): Poor, why is there a son like Han Jing.

Ji Chen (question): Hey, why did I get shot in the knee?

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