Jing Yue lay on Jing Lang's back, the warm temperature coming from her broad back made Jing Yue lose her mind slightly, she tilted her head to look at Jing Lang's side face, and the thought of struggling in her heart became more intense, this man won't really Let's take a fancy to her!
"Ahem...well, your name is Jing Lang?" Jing Yue coughed and asked.
"En." Jing Lang answered a word lightly, his indifferent appearance almost caught up with Xiao Chen.
Wait... Why does she keep thinking of Xiao Chen recently
"Are you from Jing Yan?" Jing Yue turned her eyes slightly and asked again.
"..." Jing Lang suddenly stopped talking, and silently walked to the place where the poetry meeting was held a while ago with Jing Yue on his back. The women all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Jing Lang coming back with Jing Yue on his back. Walked to the side of the eldest princess and told everyone about the matter.
"Brother Lang..." Just as Jing Lang put Jing Yue down, Jing Yan on the opposite side walked over quickly and yelled timidly, causing Jing Yue to shake her body violently.
"Do you want me to take you back?" Jing Lang glanced at Jing Yan indifferently without even showing her any expression, and turned to look at Jing Yue who was sitting down and asked.
"No need!" Jing Yue rejected without hesitation, pulled Shangguan Linglan who was standing aside and said with a smile: "She is enough, my carriage is at the door."
"En." Jing Lang nodded, turned and left, Jing Yan looked at Jing Lang's indifferent appearance, bit his lip slightly and glared at Jing Yue with annoyed eyes, Jing Yue blinked and looked back at Jing Yan provocatively, Take a look, what do you look at, and you will be charged if you continue to look at it!
"Jing Yue, you are so lucky." Jing Yan said coldly before turning around and leaving, Jing Yue stared blankly at Jing Yan's leaving back, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.
When returning to the palace, Jing Yue almost fell asleep in the carriage, but was awakened in a daze, Yin Qiao was frightened today and squatted beside Jing Yue, not daring to leave. His closed eyes had obviously been crying.
"Imperial concubine..." Jing Yue opened her eyes and looked at Yinqiao's appearance, sighed and raised her hand to support her forehead and said, "Your imperial concubine, I am not dead yet, why cry, I am so tired and hungry, go to me quickly Get something to eat."
"Yes." When Yinqiao heard Jingyue said that she was hungry, she quickly responded.
Jing Yue jumped out of the carriage and walked into the mansion, feeling that the mansion was very quiet today, she frowned slightly and turned back to her yard without thinking much, had a hearty meal, took a bath and then lay on the big bed, squinting slightly Eyes thinking about today's little things.
"Yinqiao!" The more Jing Yue thought about it, the more something went wrong, she suddenly sat up and shouted to the outside.
"What is the imperial concubine's order?" Yinqiao hurriedly walked in and leaned over and said.
"Don't wash the clothes I just changed, go find a doctor to have a look." Jing Yue sat cross-legged on the bed and said.
"Ah? Concubine, are you uncomfortable there?" Yinqiao was startled, frowning and looking at Jingyue and said nervously.
"Oh, I'm fine." Jing Yue frowned irritably and stared at Yin Qiao and said, "Go as soon as I tell you, why are there so many nonsense!"
"Yes..." Yin Qiao didn't dare to say any more, and hurriedly sent someone to invite a doctor. When she came back, she saw Jing Yue staring at her muddy clothes in a daze, very puzzled. Look, murmured in the mouth do not know what to say.
"Imperial Concubine, someone brought it here." Yin Qiao said, and Jing Yue turned around to look.