The whole world wants to attack me

Chapter 176 The Abused Princess (27)

"Let her in."

Receiving Xiao Chen's response, the palace servants withdrew from the palace and invited the imperial concubine in.

After the imperial concubine stepped into the hall, she saw a person sitting in Xiao Chen's arms at a glance.

His breathing was slightly stagnant, uncontrollable jealousy welled up in his heart, and his hands in his sleeves were clenched into fists.

She tried her best to adjust her breathing, suppressed the anger in her heart, and bent down to salute.

"Saint Ann."

Xiao Chen, who was carefully applying medicine to Fusang, did not lift his eyelids, and responded casually: "Zhen An."

The imperial concubine stood up and approached the table.

"It's rare for the snow to stop and the sky to be sunny today, just as the red plum blossoms are in full bloom. The concubines held a poetry reception in the plum garden. I wonder if Your Majesty is interested?"

The words were addressed to Xiao Chen, but the imperial concubine's eyes were looking at the person in his arms.

The medicine was put on the neck, and Fusang's head was raised slightly, which caused her face to be completely exposed under the eyes of the imperial concubine.

There was a moment of surprise in the imperial concubine's eyes.

Isn't this woman in prison?

Why did you appear next to the emperor again?
Under the wide and long sleeves, the imperial concubine pinched her palm tightly with her nails, forcibly holding back the jealousy that was about to flood her face.

But her gaze didn't stay on Fusang, she was forcing herself to ignore Fusang's existence.

Xiao Chen's slap made her deeply rooted in her heart, and she learned to hide her emotions at the right time.

Suppressing the churning emotions in her heart, the imperial concubine smiled shyly and softly on her delicate and beautiful face, and said in a sweet and soft voice, "Your Majesty has not entered the harem for a long time, and all the concubines are looking forward to you."

Seeing her approaching Xiao Chen around the desk, Fusang struggled slightly to get up.

But those powerful arms were not loose or tight around her waist, making it impossible for her to escape from his control.

Sensing Fusang's little emotions, Xiao Chen raised his hand and rubbed the top of her head, as if teasing a kitten or puppy.

"Do you want to go to admire plum blossoms?"

He seemed to be in a good mood, and his voice was somewhat cheerful.

Struggling was in vain, even fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his tired nose, Fusang gave up struggling and timidly shook his head: "I don't want to."

"Ok?"

"I'm hungry."

She lowered her head, looking weak and deceitful, her voice as small as a mosquito sounded delicate and soft, but it seemed a bit like she was acting like a spoiled lover to her lover.

The boredom in Xiao Chen's heart was healed in an instant, his body and mind were at ease, with a look of joy on his brows, he waved his palm: "Pass the meal."

The neglected imperial concubine frowned.

It's not early morning, and it's not noon. What kind of food is passed on neither early nor late?

However, Sheng Lianshu seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and within a moment, the exquisite and delicious meals were put on the table.

Xiao Chen picked up Fusang and strode towards the dining table, not forgetting to greet the imperial concubine: "Sit down and eat some too."

The sudden invitation surprised the concubine. After thanking her, she stepped forward and sat down.

"This shrimp porridge is delicious and the most appetizing."

While talking, Xiao Chen filled a bowl for Fusang with his own hands.

The crystal clear white porridge is mixed with firm shrimp meat, and the salty and delicious taste rushes straight into the nostrils.

Ever since he came to this plane, Fusang hadn't had a good meal, and the glutton in his stomach was hooked out.

But she didn't forget her humble little maid personality.

Fusang didn't dare to reach out to take the bowl, and looked at Xiao Chen timidly.

The deer-like pure eyes looked at him wetly, as if asking for his approval.

Xiao Chen's heart suddenly felt soft.

Putting the bowl and chopsticks in front of Fusang, he raised his hand again to stroke her hair.

"Hey, let's eat."

Fusang: ...

Hey, how could there be someone who greets the dog to eat?

(End of this chapter)