Although the emperor's status is not as good as the royal dignity, but he has won the respect of the royal family. King Jin, without power in his hands, was the emperor's favorite brother. No matter who married, he would be happy in the eyes of the old lady.
In the middle of the night, Su Kui had just finished washing, and the earth dragon was burning inside the house. Therefore, even if it was cold and twelfth winter outside, the house was as warm as spring. She simply wore a thin fragrant-colored blouse, sat lazily in front of the vanity mirror, and Yinger wiped her wet hair.
"Master, when did you know that Mr. Mo was so honorable?" Ying'er couldn't help but ask. The master of the secret path is indeed the master. He is really clever. Mo Qianqiu seems to be wanting and wanting on weekdays. The appearance of a poor scholar, who could have imagined that he was the emperor who once tried to save the great Wei from the water and fire among the storyteller population
Listening to Ying'er's words, she knew that she must have misunderstood. But Su Kui didn't intend to explain, she smiled, and said: "Fortunately, he appeared in time, otherwise, if he finds me again in the future, I'm afraid he will go to Jin Dynasty Palace." She said leisurely, her tone of voice. There is no tension.
Ying'er smiled, she had long been accustomed to the character of her master. Seeing that she didn't intend to speak anymore, she concentrated on wiping her hair.
"Tuk tuk-"
The door was knocked, and through the candlelight, the shadow was fascinating, and a graceful figure was vaguely visible outside, and it was a woman.
"Miss?" Ying'er asked in a low voice.
Su Kui nodded, "Go open the door," she had already guessed who it was, but she didn't know that the other party had regarded her as an enemy, and what happened this time.
The door opened, and a cold wind swept in with snowflakes. Ying'er shivered from the cold, greeted Yunyue in, and hurriedly closed the door, and bowed to Yunyue.
"Ying'er, you go down first." Su Kui said. After Ying'er obeyed her words and withdrew, Su Kui opened her mouth and turned her gaze on Yunyue. "It's so late, my sister is looking for me, but what's the urgent matter? child?"
As she said, she turned around and began to slowly smear her hands on the bottles and cans on the table. Yunyue gritted her teeth when she saw it, and said coldly: "I have a question in my heart, and I won't get a solution tonight. I'm afraid it is. I can’t sleep anymore. That’s why I came here to ask you that if people don’t talk secretly, where we all come from, we know each other well, and we don’t have to engage in those sly stuff."
Yunyue found herself a seat and sat down. The more she thought about the scene at the palace banquet, the more embarrassed she became, and her expression became worse and worse.
"When did you meet King Jin? Why did he think of you the first time when he chose the princess at the banquet?" Yunyue clenched a fist and asked coldly.
Hearing this, Su Kui raised her eyebrows and sneered: "You ask me, who should I ask? I go around the house at most every day. When did I go out?" When the words fell, she drooped. She rubbed the cream on the back of her hand carefully, and the fresh orchid scent came into her nasal cavity leisurely. She sighed in a lazy tone, "If you really want to ask why, it's probably because I am too attractive, just one side. This fate will be remembered by His Royal Highness Jin in his heart."
Jealousy, it's not a good thing.
Unfortunately, she is not interested in explaining too much to the other party—
"You—" Yunyue stopped talking, her angry chest rising and falling, and it took a long time to calm down.