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Chapter 158 Don't blame me again, okay? (9)

Qiao Zhen huddled into the bed with a look of grief and anger, and just ignored Ye Shangzhou.

Ye Shangzhou would coax him a few words at first, but gradually he stopped. He put an arm under his head and looked at the curtains on the top of the bed. He seemed to have changed a little.

Qiao Zhen thought he had annoyed him again, so she cautiously raised her head to look at Ye Shangzhou, "Your Majesty?"

Ye Shangzhou squinted at Qiao Zhen, and said with a half-smile: "Aren't you angry?"

Qiao Zhen shook her head and said, "I'm not angry anymore." If the toy came off and she was about to be beaten again, she got out and pushed herself into Ye Shangzhou's arms, holding the hem of Ye Shangzhou's clothes with her little hands.

Ye Shangzhou turned over and pressed Qiao Zhen under him, asking, "Am I heavy?"

Qiao Zhen shook his head in confusion, "It's not heavy."

Ye Shangzhou unbuttoned his belt, and Qiao Zhen had another flirtation with each other, while the red luan tent warmed up.

Finally, he lay on Qiao Zhen's body and rested his head on Qiao Zhen's chest. This sleeping position was exactly the same as the man in the dream, and it was as comfortable as he imagined.

Qiao Zhen looked at the man on her body, he seemed to be sleeping more heavily than ever, with his side face pressed against her almost flat chest, but didn't he have a little b number in his heart about how heavy he was?

She still didn't push the man away in the end.

Accept it.

After Ye Shangzhou woke up, he saw Qiao Zhen's profile, and he rubbed his face on Qiao Zhen's chest. Although it was not big enough, it was enough to satisfy him.

He didn't carry the sleepy Qiao Zhen to accompany him to the morning court today, a rare discovery of conscience.

Qiao Zhen is wearing a simple dress. She is going to the Imperial Garden to collect flower dew for beauty.

"Hmph! You dare to get my clothes dirty, it's really boring!"

A childish voice sounded, and Qiao Zhen walked over looking for the voice, and saw a twelfth or thirteen-year-old fat boy bullying a seven-eight-year-old skinny boy.

"What are you doing?" Qiao Zhen put the small porcelain bottle in her hand on the ground beside her, and she went up to help the little boy up, "Are you okay?"

The little boy looked at her shyly, pursed his lips and shook his head, then stayed away from Qiao Zhen in silence.

As for the little fat man, he naturally didn't have any good looks at Cheng Yaojin, Qiao Zhen, who came out halfway, "Who are you? How dare you save the person I want to teach you a lesson!"

Qiao Zhen looked at the little fat man's narrowed eyes and the crowded facial features on his face, and felt that his eyes were very hot. "I haven't asked you yet, who are you? You dare to be presumptuous with this lady!"

The eunuch leaned over and said something in the little fat man's ear. The little fat man looked at Qiao Zhen with frightened eyes, and then kicked off his short and fat legs.

Qiao Zhen looked baffled, with a few question marks on her head. She turned around and saw that there was no one behind her, and felt even more baffled.

She didn't take this episode to heart either, after collecting the dewdrops on the petals, she went to the imperial study to look for Ye Shangzhou, only to see the little fat man kneeling in the middle of the study.

"My concubine, I would like to send my regards to you." Qiao Zhen bowed low and did not mention what happened in the imperial garden.

Ye Shangzhou raised his hand to signal Qiao Zhen to get up, "Did you meet him bullying Huai Ming today?"

Qiao Zhen looked at Ye Shangzhou blankly, and she asked, "Who is Huai Ming?"

"A ten-year-old boy."

Qiao Zhen suddenly realized that Huai Ming was the skinny little boy, "Yes, I went to the imperial garden to collect flower dew. I accidentally heard some noise, so I went to take a look."

Ye Shangzhou asked the little fat man to kneel outside the imperial study for an hour, and the matter was dropped.

When Qiao Zhen was making tea in Yishui

Ye Huai is now waiting for Qiao Zhen in the side hall.

As soon as Qiao Zhen entered the side hall, he was amazed by Ye Huaijin. His facial features were very delicate, and there was a smile on his face, which seemed to be two extremes with Ye Shangzhou.

Ye Huaijin cupped his hands, "I have seen Madam."

"Excuse me." Qiao Zhen went to the head in a few steps. She raised her sleeve with one hand and made a gesture of "please" with the other. "Young Master is visiting Mrs. Ben today, is there something wrong?"

Ye Huaijin did not sit down, but bowed to Qiao Zhen again, and bent her back even lower. "Huaijin came to thank Madam today. Huai Ming was often bullied by Zi'an. Madam protected me this morning. Huaijin should thank you."

Qiao Zhen asked: "Is it Young Master Ming and Young Master An? It's just that Young Master Ming is also a young master, how could he be bullied by Young Master An for no reason? Besides, I think he is thin and small, not ten years old, but seven or eight years old."

Ye Huaijin's smile was filled with astringent feeling, "When my concubine was pregnant with Huai Ming, she intended to use Huai Ming to frame Jun Shang, and Jun Shang escaped, but she was extremely cruel to Huai Ming. Everyone knows that Huai Ming is the thorn in the king's eye."

"So anyone can step on it?" Qiao Zhen asked bluntly without any shyness.

Ye Huaijin nodded with difficulty, with sadness in his eyes, "These are the sins of my mother and concubine, they should not be counted on Huai Ming, but if the king is angry and Huai Ming does not accept it, then the people in the world will suffer. "

Qiao Zhen has already staged a [-]-episode annual palace fight drama in Qiao Zhen's head, but what Ye Shangzhou did was really wicked, the child is innocent after all, counting the time, Ye Huaiming is usurping the throne in Ye Shangzhou What can a two-year-old child born in the first two years of his life do?
"Young master, don't worry, if you can help me in the future, my wife will naturally help you." Qiao Zhen looked up and took a look at the sky, "Young master, please go back, your majesty is about to come."

Ye Huai said goodbye today.

After a while, the maidservant came to tell Qiao Zhen that Ye Huaijin and Ye Shangzhou happened to meet at the door of Yi Shuixuan, and Ye Shangzhou's face was very ugly.

Alas :-( It’s a blessing, not a curse, it’s a disaster that can’t be avoided, what should come will come, Qiao really admitted it.

After lunch, Ye Shangzhou held a military book in his hand, and asked casually, "Ye Huaijin came here today, what did I tell you?"

Qiao Zhen didn't hide anything, "It's because of Young Master Ming's affairs that he came to express his gratitude to me. And..." She paused for a while, and her voice became obviously quieter, "And I heard that Young Master has a guest in his current residence named Xun Yin. He has superb painting skills, and there are countless women in Beijing who pay high prices for his paintings."

Ye Shangzhou became interested, and he asked: "Then do you know why he is so good at painting?"

Qiao really couldn't see his obvious schadenfreude look, "Your Majesty, why can't my concubines read the words in your writing?" She took the book, turned around and put it back in Ye Shangzhou's hand, "As expected of Your Majesty, the way of reading books is not comparable to that of ordinary people."

Ye Shangzhou was absent-minded. He kept thinking that when Ye Huaijin came to Yishuixuan, he took down the book and didn't know it. Now that Qiao Zhen revealed it, he was a little more annoyed and said, "It's good to know."

Qiao Zhen looked at Ye Shangzhou with a smile. It wasn't until he showed signs of anger that she returned to the topic, "I heard that Xun Yin, no matter who he is, can draw people into a perfect look. Concubine, listen. It’s also itchy.”

She brought the tea she had made to Ye Shang Zhou.

Ye Shangzhou picked up the teacup, "I think Madam is perfect enough, what's your dissatisfaction?" He said so, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at Qiao Zhen's chest.

Qiao Zhen felt grief and indignation at the sight, she smiled instead of anger, "I don't have big breasts."

"Pfft--" Ye Shangzhou spat out a mouthful of tea. He didn't expect Qiao Zhen's answer to be so straightforward.

Qiao Zhen continued to talk as if he was not seeing anything, "Your Majesty said he didn't care, but every time he touched it, he couldn't help but pinch it twice, as if it was big enough."

"Cough cough cough cough cough..." Ye Shangzhou let out a series of coughing sounds again.

(End of this chapter)