Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

Xie Shiqiu's hands are so beautiful.

Slender, well-defined and white, with a slight pink tint on the fingertips and joints.

Who can't get enough of this?

Sang Qingjiu only touched it twice and was already very restrained!

When the drama came to an end, Xie Shiqiu turned his head and looked at Sang Qingjiu with a smile on his face, "Your Majesty~"

"Does it look good?"

Sang Qingjiu raised his hand and rubbed his head gently. It felt good.

"nice."

Xie Shiqiu nodded in agreement, looking much more lively than before.

In fact, Xie Shiqiu is still young, only sixteen. Even if she marries Sang Qingjiu next year, she will only be seventeen years old.

On weekdays he looks calm, even a bit dull.

That was all at home, and there was really no way around being forced by husband Xie.

Now that I'm having fun, my expression inevitably reveals a bit of joy that suits my age.

After a while, Xie Shiqiu realized that his hand had been held by Sang Qingjiu from just now.

His face couldn't help but blush again.

"My lord, can you release your hands?"

he asked quietly.

Sang Qingjiu pretended not to hear and deliberately pinched his fingertips twice.

"Your Majesty..."

"Let's go, I will take you out to eat something good."

Sang Qingjiu said.

After listening to several plays in succession, I saw that noon was coming soon. Although I had some tea and snacks, I didn't feel full after all.

You still have to eat this lunch.

"The dishes at Sihetang are quite good. Do you have any dietary restrictions?"

Hearing Sang Qingjiu's words, Xie Shiqiu shook his head slightly, "No. Your lord, won't you send me back to the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

"Why are you going back so early? Are you just sitting in the backyard in a daze?"

Sang Qingjiu smiled jokingly and pulled the person to the Sihetang.

The shopkeeper of Sihetang was very familiar with Sang Qingjiu, so he was a little surprised when she brought a young man who he didn't know very well.

"Like the third child."

Sang Qingjiu said, and then added: "Add stewed meat and steamed fish, charge it to my account, and look for someone to come to my house to get it."

"Yes, please come this way, Your Majesty."

The shopkeeper smiled and took Sang Qingjiu upstairs.

Xie Shiqiu squeezed the money bag and whispered: "Your Majesty, there is money here."

"That's for you."

Sang Qingjiu is not stingy with spending money at all.

Given how favored the original owner is, it can be said that the concubine may not have as much money as the original owner.

It's perfect for coaxing your wife.

Not long after, the food was served on the table, and the aroma penetrated people's noses, making their mouths water with greed.

Xie Shiqiu's eyes fell on the table.

"Have a taste and I will say that their food is delicious."

Sang Qingjiu gave Xie Shiqiu a piece of food with chopsticks.

"Well, it's delicious."

Xie Shiqiu has never eaten anything so delicious.

Even though he was in the Prime Minister's Mansion, life was not easy.

Money and other things were tightly controlled by Mr. Xie, and he had no money all year round.

Cloths and jewelry may look bright and beautiful on the outside, but they are actually empty and have nothing more than appearance.

It’s not like Xie Shiqiu didn’t work hard.

He really wanted to take control of the dowry left by his biological father in his own hands.

I had tried to persuade Prime Minister Xie before, but I didn't expect that in one night, I would be disturbed by Mr. Xie's side husband again, and he would be scolded by Prime Minister Xie.

Money is in short supply and cannot be used well, so food...

Obviously, it's not that good either.

Mr. Xie Shiqiu told the public that Xie Shiqiu didn't like to eat with others and was a coward, and he still had a small kitchen in the courtyard.

But he has no money.

After a month, I have to eat vegetarian food for half a month.

That's all, outsiders have to say thank you to your side husband, and thank you Shiqiu for being comfortable.

Thanks to the side husband, he still has the face to say something with a wry smile in front of outsiders. He can't control the eldest son left by the former main husband...

From this we can see what kind of life Xie Shiqiu has been living in the house these years.

That is to say, Qinghe Langguan brought people to live in Xie Shiqiu's courtyard, and his treatment became better.

After all, Xie Fu, even if he had 800 more courage, he would not dare to neglect Qinghe Langguan and his group.

Otherwise, if they just say a few words when they enter the palace, they will be enough to thank the husband for a drink.

Going too far again.

At present, Xie Shiqiu's stomach was slightly bulging from eating, and he smiled at Sang Qingjiu sheepishly.

That little look is kind of cute.

Sang Qingjiu reached out and pinched his cheek.

Xie Shiqiu was so shocked that he froze in place like a frightened little rabbit, looking at Sang Qingjiu blankly.

It seems to be a bit Menglang.

Sang Qingjiu rarely reflected on himself.

But she is so thick-skinned.

He smiled and said, "My husband, you are too thin. Official Qinghe must look at him and tell him to eat more, so that his body and bones can be healthy."

Qinghe Langguan lowered his head and smiled, "Yes, I will remember it."

Xie Shiqiu, on the other hand, was too embarrassed to even look at Sang Qingjiu.

Those bright and clear eyes turned left and right, and his teeth bit his lip without knowing it.

Sang Qingjiu watched it for a while, then coaxed him to go to the jewelry shop.

After taking a fancy to it, he waved his hand and asked the shopkeeper to keep accounts.

Xie Shiqiu couldn't stop him.

"My lord, no more."

"My lord, this is too expensive..."

"Your Majesty, no, no, no, there are already too many..."

Xie Shiqiu stopped him again and again, but could only watch as the attendants behind him had more and more boxes in their hands!

When it got dark, the palace's carriage slowly swayed to the door of the Prime Minister's Palace.

Prime Minister Xie came to the door to pick people up with a straight face, his face was not ordinary ugly.

"I see His Highness King Yu."

"Prime Minister, there is no need to be polite."

Sang Qingjiu responded casually and reached out to pull Xie Shiqiu down from the carriage.

When Xie Shiqiu looked at Prime Minister Xie's face, he couldn't help but feel a little panicked, and his hands tightened by three points on Sang Qingjiu's sleeves.

Their intimate gesture directly made Prime Minister Xie blush.

"My lord!"

Prime Minister Xie couldn't help shouting, "You and Shi Qiu are not married yet, is this behavior too inappropriate?"

"What's wrong? Shi Qiu and I are married by the Queen Mother. He will be my husband next year. What's wrong with cultivating our relationship now? Could it be that, Prime Minister Xie, you don't want to see Shi Qiu's good relationship with his future wife?"

Saying that, Sang Qingjiu said "tsk", "I didn't see it, Prime Minister Xie, is Shi Qiu your biological son? Are you just hoping that he will have a hard time after getting married?"

Prime Minister Xie:! ! !

She raised her eyes and looked at Sang Qingjiu in disbelief, "Your Majesty, please don't accuse me unjustly! Naturally, I hope that Shi Qiu will live a good life after getting married."

"Then why are you stopping me?"

"I!"

Prime Minister Xie felt a heavy breath in his heart, which made him panic.

But the person in front of her was the emperor's daughter.

She couldn't just scold her colleagues like she did, right?

So everyone watched, Prime Minister Xie's face was blue and purple, it was so ugly.

Sang Qingjiu hummed softly: "Thank you, Prime Minister, I didn't tell you that Shi Qiu is also my soon-to-be fiancé now, and he will be the royal husband next year. If you don't care about my face, you have to care about my mother's face, right?" ?”

"King Yu, why do you say this?"

Prime Minister Xie asked through gritted teeth.