The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

Luo Qinghan didn't seem to take this victory or defeat in his heart, he said casually: "Gu still hasn't figured out what to do for you, so I owe it for now, and I'll talk about it later."

"Here!"

Qiu Lei sat back in place, his face no longer had the eagerness and excitement he had just now, although he still maintained a smile, but that smile was fake.

He stopped looking at the Song family beside him, and the Song family did not dare to speak, and the atmosphere between the two became very stiff.

Xiao Xixi pushed the sieve cup away and continued to eat vegetables.

Rolling the dice is actually not difficult for those who have practiced martial arts. As long as you listen carefully to the sound of the dice hitting, you can roughly guess how many points the dice will be when it finally hits the ground.

The reason why she was shaking so slowly just now was to be able to hear the sound of the dice clearly.

Luo Qinghan took the initiative to pick up a salt-baked chicken leg and put it in Xiao Xixi's bowl.

"Good job, reward you with a chicken leg."

Xiao Xixi held the chicken leg and smiled with frowning eyes: "Thank you, Your Highness, for the reward!"

Qiu Yuan glanced at the housekeeper, the housekeeper understood and asked the musicians to start playing music.

The gentle sound of silk and bamboo fluttered in the Tongxi Pavilion.

The dancers entered the stage with the music, trying their best to show their graceful posture.

Among them were a few daring dancers, and even took the initiative to wink at the prince sitting on top.

Those eyes are bold and warm, very seductive.

For these dancers raised in the palace, the best way out is to gain the favor of nobles, and the prince in front of him is naturally a nobleman among nobles. Can get a lot of benefits.

Luo Qinghan watched the performance expressionlessly, and gradually began to become impatient.

He turned his head to look at the woman beside him, and seeing that she was still eating, he didn't care about what was going on around him.

The impatience in Luo Qinghan's heart became stronger and stronger.

"Concubine Xiao."

Xiao Xixi raised her head, still chewing the meatballs in her mouth, her eyes revealing the meaning of inquiry.

Luo Qinghan asked, "Are the meatballs delicious?"

Xiao Xixi nodded, because there was food in her mouth, her voice was a little vague: "Good time!"

"I also want to try it."

Xiao Xixi looked at the last meatball left on the plate, hesitated again and again, but reluctantly clipped it into the prince's bowl.

However, the prince still refused to let her go.

"Gu thinks the eight-treasure duck in front of you tastes good too."

Xiao Xixi pushed Babao Duck in front of him aggrievedly: "Your Highness, please use it."

Next, Luo Qinghan ordered all her favorite dishes.

In the end, all that was left for her were some bland vegetarian dishes.

Xiao Xixi looked at the prince sadly and indignantly.

Seeing this, Luo Qinghan smiled lightly: "Want to eat meat?"

Xiao Xixi nodded vigorously.

Luo Qinghan continued to tease her: "Gu Gu guesses a riddle for you. If you can guess correctly, Gu will return the meat and vegetables to you."

"Your Highness, please ask a question."

"There's a woman on my left, guess a word."

Xiao Xixi blurted out without thinking: "Girl!"

Luo Qinghan: "..."

Luo Qinghan's handsome face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He gritted his teeth and asked, "Why did you think of this word? Does Gu look ugly in your eyes?"

Only then did Xiao Xixi react, and she seemed to have said the wrong thing.

She shook her head frantically and tried her best to add: "No, no! His Highness is very beautiful, and His Highness is the most beautiful man in the world! No one can be more beautiful and handsome than His Highness!"

Luo Qinghan: "You're done, you don't want to eat meat for the next three days!"

Xiao Xixi was struck by lightning, unbelievable.

"Your Highness, you can't do this!"

Luo Qinghan ignored her and continued to watch the dance with a dark face.

Perhaps it was because his face was so ugly that the dancers who were still winking at him were frightened and became much more honest.

When the dance was over, the dancers did not dare to stay any longer, and hurriedly left after bowing.

Then there was a solo dance performance.

Zhao Meiren, who had been silent for a while, was taken aback for a moment when she saw who was dancing, and then she showed a look of surprise on her face.

This person is Qiu Yuan's concubine Chu Ji, and also Zhao Meiren's best friend before she gets married.

During the dance, Chu Ji did not wink at the prince, she threw all her winks at Qiu Yuan.

Qiu Yuan smiled and watched her dance the whole time.

When the dance was over, Chu Ji saluted the prince, and then blessed Qiu Yuan. After getting a look full of approval from Qiu Yuan, Chu Ji left with satisfaction.

As soon as she left, Zhao Meiren followed her out.

Not long after Chu Ji walked out, she heard a familiar voice behind her.

"Chu Ji, wait for me!"

Chu Ji stopped, turned around, and followed the sound. When she saw that it was Zhao Meiren, she couldn't help but stunned for a moment, and then her face showed joy.

"Ayu, why are you here?"

Zhao Meiren's boudoir name is Zhao Yu, and people close to her call her Ayu.

Zhao Meiren walked up to her quickly and said with a smile, "I followed the prince to Chenliu County. Originally, I was still thinking about how to meet you, but I didn't expect to see your performance at the reception."

Chu Ji held her hand affectionately: "It's rare for us sisters to see each other, let's go, you go to my room, let's have a good chat."

"Um!"

The two left hand in hand and went to Chu Ji's residence.

They talked about their experiences over the years, and when they talked about the emotional part, they couldn't help but shed tears.

Zhao Meiren cried very sadly: "I thought that if I married into the East Palace, I would be able to live without food and clothing in this life, but I didn't expect the palace to be thrilling every step of the way. I didn't understand this, and I was used by others, and I was almost thrown into the cold palace."

Chu Ji wiped away her tears: "I didn't have a good time in the palace, and outsiders thought I was beautiful, but no matter how beautiful I was, it was just a concubine's room, with the wife of the main room pressing down on it, and I was always on guard. It's like walking on thin ice."

The two sisters hugged each other and cried.

At this time, Chu Ji happened to catch a glimpse of the scar on the back of Zhao Meiren's hand, and was shocked.

"What's with the scar on your hand?"

Zhao Meiren immediately retracted her hand and covered those scars with her sleeves.

She pursed her lips and said nothing.

Chu Ji urged: "You said it!"

Zhao Meiren lowered her head with hatred in her eyes, but said in her mouth, "Forget it, it's better if you don't know about these things, let's talk about happy things, how are you getting along with the eldest son? How is he treating you?"

Speaking of the eldest son, a blush appeared on Chu Ji's face, she was a little embarrassed, and a little proud.

"He's been very nice to me, of course."

Zhao Meiren held her arm as before, and asked affectionately, "What is the specific method? Tell me."

Chu Ji is usually in the palace. Since she has to deal with the suppression of the main wife, she has to be careful about other concubines' plans to pass the room. There are many things in her heart that have nowhere to vent. All the details of the relationship between himself and the eldest son were told in one go.

Zhao Meiren listened very seriously, with a look of envy on her face.