Thousand Face Demonic Concubine Chapter 337: No discounts

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Chun Yuhan was taken aback and looked up: "Huh?"

Lou Qingwu glanced at the two dishes and a bowl of porridge in front of him, which formed a sharp contrast with the one in front of her.

Chun Yuhan was stunned before he understood what she meant. He lowered his eyes and held the wood chopsticks: "Nothing, I am accustomed to it. If you eat yours, you are pregnant, and you will not be short of your food. Of."

Lou Qingwu felt very uncomfortable in her heart, but she ignored him, picked up the wooden chopsticks again, as if to vent her anger, and ate almost half of the things in front of her before she stopped. Lifting his head, he saw Chun Yuhan looking at her when he had finished eating. He didn't know if it was an illusion in his eyes, and he smiled a little. Lou Qingwu didn't bother to pay attention to him, sullen, straightened up and walked to the couch again, picked up the military book and read it again.

Bingshu has been around for some years, and some places have been carefully annotated in small letters, most of which can still be understood.

Lou Qingwu is not interested in military books, but it's really boring to stay here.

Chun Yuhan should be very busy. After eating, he left. The door of the sleeping hall was closed again. Lou Qingwu felt a sense of depression in his heart. For some reason, he remembered the first day he was caught in the carriage. Chunyuhan handed her dry food, and she couldn't eat it, so he ate it. At that time, he seemed to say "Don't waste." At that time, it seemed like it was normal. She was thinking about how to escape and didn't care about it. At this moment, thinking about it, how she thought of a barbarian king looked like this. It's too strange.

Putting down the military book, Lou Qingwu looked at Yilan who was standing upright on the side: "How does he eat like this on weekdays?"

Yilan was startled: "Huh?"

It turned out that she was talking about Chun Yuhan, she looked down and thought about it, and then replied: "Yes, the king has always advocated thrift, so set an example." Yilan knew the identity of the woman in front of him, perhaps out of selfishness. She slowly said: "The king is a good king. The barbarians declined many years ago, and the harvest was not good. The treasury was empty. In addition, the royal family lived very poorly. Later, it gradually prospered and the king is the largest. His dream is to let the barbarians live and work in peace and contentment, no longer suffer, and not be suppressed by other countries."

After listening to Lou Qingwu, he was silent for a long time. He had to say that Chun Yuhan is a good king, but not a good person. In order to achieve the goal, no means is compromised. He may have been suppressed severely before, so he thought of dominating everything and turning over to dominate.

Rubbing her eyebrows, Lou Qingwu turned a page again, but felt that she couldn't get in.

On the other side, Concubine Ling spent three full days in the small Buddha hall before she reminded the queen mother and let her go, but within three days, she lost all her weight and she was not in good spirits. There was a fire in my heart, and it was even more angry. When I went back and changed my normal clothes, I was about to run out, but was dissuaded by the maid: "Niangniang, now the barbarian is at war with Xiliang, and the barbarian is on the border again. It would be very dangerous to go out of the palace."

Ling Fei shook her hand away: "This palace doesn't care, whoever dares to provoke this palace, catch them all!"

She must go out of the palace to have a good time now, otherwise she is afraid that she will be mad, the king dare to control her in confinement for a woman, and the aunt doesn’t care about her anymore, and even let her stay in the small Buddha hall for the whole time. For three days, but she didn't dare to fight with her aunt, so she could only go out of the palace sulking.

When Ling Fei roared, the maid did not dare to speak out, but she was afraid that something would happen, so she took two guards and followed.

Ling concubine has always relied on her aunt to be the queen mother to show her imperial rules, so it is commonplace to sneak out of the palace, so the guards who guarded the gate didn't take it seriously, and respectfully shouted "Ling Concubine Empress" After seeing the token again, let it go directly. Concubine Ling walked out swaggeringly, although she changed into her normal clothes, she still attracted a lot of attention because of her watery appearance.

Ling concubine enjoyed this stunning gaze very much, and her mood suddenly improved, she wandered all the way, and finally went to the last stop-the teahouse.

Sitting on the upper position on the second floor, Ling Fei supported her chin and looked down. At a glance, she could see the storyteller on the stage like a river. In order to provide convenience for some dignitaries, a small room was separated by a bead curtain on the second floor. In the small room, you can't see each other, roll up the curtains, and you can see all the scenes downstairs.

The concubine Ling was in a good mood after playing for a day, but today's storyteller is talking about the secret history of the palace.

It happened to be the story of the woman who gave birth to the emperor's eldest son. She was soaring all the way, and finally sat down. Ling Fei's face turned black on the spot.

He cursed fiercely: "Asshole!"

The maid next to her heard it, and quickly poured a cup of tea and handed it over: "The empress is relieved!"

Ling Concubine took a sip but was still angry, and directly slammed the cup on the ground with a loud bang. She didn't think so, but in the box next to the screen, she frowned because of this sound. Feng Yi glanced at the man who closed his eyes, and saw that he was not displeased. Then he turned to the side and pointed at Feng San beside him: "Go and let the person on the other side whisper, I haven't had it for a few days. Sleep well, don't wake him up."

Feng San nodded silently, just about to go outside, but at this moment, the opposite box sounded a woman's sharper dissatisfaction: "Why can that woman get the king's Favored? It's still a woman who is pregnant with someone else's child. The king can really bear it!"

When this sound fell, Feng San's footsteps stopped abruptly when he heard the very representative words "The King" and "Broken Child". He and Feng looked at each other in surprise, then suddenly turned their heads to look at the man who was closing his eyes and rested.

Feng Yege opened her eyes for some unknown time, and her narrow eyes rolled in darkness.

The two stopped moving, and began to listen intently. Did it really make them catch up? Only a few days after they arrived at the border, they finally sneaked into the capital of this barbaric race, and came to this crowded teahouse to inquire about the news, but they didn’t expect it to be so coincidental. Could this woman...

The concubine Ling on the other side had no idea that what she said was being heard, and she gritted her teeth with anger: "Auntie is also true, she can bear this. The king has only left for a few months, and the woman has been pregnant for four months. The child is now, and the king admits that the child is not his. How can the aunt force the king to knock the child out?!"

Feng Yege's eyes suddenly flashed a bloodthirsty cold because of these words, and Feng Yi and Feng San also frowned.

But none of the three said anything.

A softer sound came from the other side, cowardly: "Mum, Niang-niang, you can't talk nonsense. If someone hears it and reaches the king's ears, it will be no good."