Fast Travel: Playing like a baby in the arms of a paranoid boss

Chapter 902 Nine Thousand Years Invited Me to Meet Meals 13
The amount of grapes tribute from the Western Regions is limited. Except for the emperors and princes and some high-ranking ministers, the remaining part will be distributed to the women in the harem.

It stands to reason that Queen Li Su should get the most, but the grapes placed on the plate are sickly, and it seems that they have been picked out.

All the good grapes were given to Zhao Ning'er in Xiangyi Palace.

Zhao Ning'er lay lazily on the imperial concubine's couch, twisted a purple-red grape with her slender fingers, and put it into her bright red lips. With a little force, she bit the grape skin, and the delicious juice overflowed Between the lips and teeth.

Zhao Ning'er sized up Qiao Luoluo while eating grapes: "Come here, raise your head up, and let me take a closer look."

Qiao Luoluo put down the rag in her hand, walked to Zhao Ning'er obediently, and raised her head as she said.

Zhao Ning'er looked at her carefully. During this period of time, Qiao Luoluo had no shortage of food and clothing like the other court ladies, and she had grown some flesh on her body. With more flesh on her cheeks, she could see There was a shadow of the good looks of the past, and even the eyes that were always lifeless and lifeless began to reveal aura.

"Tell me, why does Your Majesty always look at you secretly? Could it be that you seduced Your Majesty behind my back? Huh?" Zhao Ning'er's eyes suddenly sharpened. The evil spirits in hell are three points more terrifying.

Zhao Ning'er, who fell in love with Xuanyuan Ce, was unconventional, and fell into the same thinking as the women in the harem, her man must keep an eye on her, and she must use whatever means to lock the emperor's heart on her.

Qiao Luoluo fell to her knees on the ground with a plop, and before she could speak, Zhao Ning'er slapped her across the face: "You look so ugly, maybe you used some kind of foxy technique to bewitch Your Majesty, why don't you Quickly tell the truth, what method did you use to make His Majesty look at you intently."

Qiao Luoshi was really wronged, and Xuanyuan Ce looked at her for no reason. Xuanyuan Ce hated her the most, otherwise he wouldn't have thrown her into the cold palace.

"Your Majesty has wronged your servant. This servant has never seduced His Majesty. Even if your Majesty lent you eight hundred courage, this servant would not dare." Qiao Luoluo raised her face, crying as ugly as she wanted.

Seeing her losing her composure, Zhao Ning'er instinctively began to hate her. Xuanyuan Ce probably wouldn't like her appearance even though she hated it.

"Did I read it wrong?" Zhao Ning'er was a little suspicious, but she didn't want to just let Qiao Luoluo go, so she gave her a character.

"Jiang Chunling's eunuch was injured in order to protect His Majesty, you take this golden sore plaster and give it to him instead of me."

Jiang Chunling was the person around Xuanyuan Ce, and he was the most respected by Xuanyuan Ce. Zhao Ning'er didn't want to offend the eunuch so as not to get into trouble, so she pretended to be very concerned and sent the maid to deliver the plaster.

Qiao Luoluo took the plaster with both hands, with a fearful expression on her face: "Madam, Eunuch Jiang hates little maids the most, can you send the things over to another little eunuch..."

"Presumptuous, do you dare not stop talking about my palace? If you don't give it away, then go back to your cold palace and don't be an eyesore in front of this palace." Zhao Ning'er looked at Qiao Luoluo fiercely, with cold eyebrows raised, and looked Looking rather irritable.

Qiao Luoluo had no choice but to stand up pale, and walked out with the ointment in hand.

(End of this chapter)