The Prince Wants to Leave His Concubine

Moreover, he went to Concubine Zhuang again...

The leader had a twitch in his stomach and abdomen, and took a deep breath, "I heard that Shangguan was shocked by poison. Give him this medicine--"

"This medicine cannot be given to him."

Shangguan's shocked eyes sank, and immediately cut her off.

The leader laughed in a low voice for a long time, and said: "Shangguan Jinghong, I can't take this medicine. First, Shangguan Jinghong must have given himself a heavy hand, and he needs this medicine more than I do now; Second, I don't want you from the village. Whatever the concubine brought, don’t die."

The jaw was suddenly pinched by him again, and his voice condensed incomparably, "Leader, you met Lao Jiu in private, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't know that what he needs is this medicine, you keep saying Concubine Zhuang , You even know where this medicine comes from."

The leader knew that Shangguan Jinghong was angered, and the strength in his hand explained everything.

She was not afraid, met his gaze, and still smiled and said: "My master, I have a clear conscience, so I can speak to people about everything. Yes, I met him, and it was when you left the meeting. After raising his eyebrows, he was in the garden at the time and asked me to talk about this medicine."

"What you mean is that you and the Shangguan are shocked to find innocence, but what I did is extremely filthy!"

Shangguan Jinghong said coldly, put the water on the bed, and suddenly lowered his head to kiss her. The leader was struggling with a start, but it was too late. He was surprised to pry open his lips, and his throat was hit by his tongue. , A thing has slipped into the abdomen along the throat.

The leader trembled all over, and a scent of sweetness spread from the tongue coating. She knew what was being fed by this man. He moved extremely quickly. She was still in shock. He moved away from her lips and tongue again. A slippery cold was fed into her mouth again.

She was struggling, and the fluid slowly flowed down the corners of her lips...

The leader was furious, and he even fed water to give her medicine.

Shangguan Jinghong smiled at the corner of her mouth, and suddenly stretched out her hand to brush on her body. She was suddenly unable to move, and he actually blocked the acupoint again.

He closed his smile, still sitting next to her on the side of the bed, and from time to time he raised his hand and vigorously wiped away the silent tears under her eyes.

It wasn't until Fang Ming said that hot water and food had arrived at the door that Shangguan Jinghong solved her acupuncture points.

"Now the digestion is already digested, leader, what are you going to do?"

He smiled lowly, then took the quilt to cover her tightly, pulled down the curtain, and Fang said to the door: "Come in."

Fang Ming was ordered to bring in a number of slaves. The servant girl came in, arranged the bath, tested the temperature of the water, put the scented flower soap holder, arranged the dishes, put the dishes and chopsticks... Each one was busy, but at this time the leader was extremely angry and raised his hand. He slapped Shangguan Jinghong in the face.

Everyone was stunned, and they stopped what they were doing, including Fang Ming.

Although I can't see the appearance of the people in the tent, the silhouettes of men and women are faintly distinguishable. It is clear who this action came from.

Fang Ming is the general manager of the mansion. Although he is usually kind, he also sternly looked at the servants at this time, and said: "The palace doesn't need people with broken mouths, understand? If there are, they will all die. "

The crowd nodded tremblingly, never daring to look at it again.

A gust of strong wind rushed out of the tent, and the iron surface of the table volleyed up, seeming to be caught in the tent by some powerful force.

...

In the tent, he stared at the leader in his palm for a moment, feeling a moment of loss. Shangguan Jinghong put the iron face on, and the corner of his mouth was broken, and he smiled: "A leader, I am dirty, but I have made repeated crimes. Only to love a woman like you and regard you as my life."

The curtains were suddenly lifted, and as the man’s footsteps went away, everyone’s voices tremblingly moved away one after another. The room fell silent again, only the aroma of fragrant flowers and food mixed, and the leader felt it for a while. He was dizzy and vomiting, but a warm fragrance in his abdomen spread out, and the vomiting was immediately vanished.

She slowly opened the tent, looked at the things in the room that was ready, and suddenly had a desperate urge to go out and get Shangguan Jinghong back.

In the end, she struggled and took out the new clothes from the cabinet to change. She still wanted to find a beauty and let her go to the Palace of Xia.

She felt bored and walked towards the door staggeringly, but someone knocked on the door before her.

"Shangguan Jinghong..." She couldn't help but blurt out.

But the voice outside the door said: "Master Qiao, slave. Old iron begs to see you."

...

When Lao Tie came in, the leader deliberately glanced outside the door, and a group of maidservants and servants were still quietly and orderly watching the night in the corridor. Not far away, many guards were patrolling the courtyard. Fang Ming was standing in front of the study room next to him. Jing Ping and Jing Qing didn’t know when they had passed by. They were pacing outside the door annoyingly. Seeing her looking over, there were gleams in their eyes, but they were still respectful. She met.

Where has he been...

The leader suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and the confusion deepened, but he had to fold up and look at the old iron, knowing that he must have something to look for.

She asked Lao Tie to sit down, but Lao Tie shook his head and knelt to the ground.

The leader was surprised that Lao Tie was the closest person to Shangguan Jinghong, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was like his father. She hurriedly stretched out her hand to support him, but a force lingered in her palm, she could not pass her hand to him anyway.

The leader feels uncomfortable, humiliated, what is Uncle Tie doing?

Old Tie’s ugly but bright eyes slowly revealed bitterness, and said with a wry smile: "If I had known the misunderstanding between the master and the master, I would have come to the master a long time ago. The master must also be strong, and I don’t want to let it go. You know what happened back then, for fear that you will look down on him. These days when you are in distress, you never explain to the master. We asked you about the two, and he never mentioned it. Only when we left, it was revealed. It’s hard to think about it..."

"Where did he go?" The leader shuddered slightly, and then asked in a trembling voice: "Misunderstanding, what is the misunderstanding?"

"He went to the Palace of Xia to treat Jiuye...As for this misunderstanding," Lao Tie said, lowering his eyes guiltily, "It's about him and Concubine Zhuang."