Rong Qiaoxin turned around slowly, his phoenix eyes staring closely at Zhuo Qinyue who was kneeling on the ground, walked around her body twice before stopping, and said: "I didn't expect that you are also the daughter of the prime minister's family. , and she is a half-sister to Xia Yuanqiu. As a princess, Xia Yuanqiu enjoys a good life, but you are a slave in the palace. This fate is so unfair!"
Zhuo Qinyue was heartbroken and tears rolled down her face. She had received the order to leave the palace last year and could leave the palace with her savings to get married. However, she did not want to leave and chose to stay. Why? It was just to see Zhu Yan who entered the palace one day and just take a sneak look at him to relieve the pain of lovesickness.
But people are so greedy. Now that she has seen him as she wished, she is not satisfied with just looking at him from a distance. She wants to be by his side, even if she works as a slave or a maid, she is willing to do so.
Rong Qiaoxin slowly knelt down, stretched out his fingers and hooked Zhuo Qinyue's chin, forcing her to raise her head to look at her.
"Although your appearance is not as good as Xia Yuanqiu's face, you are still pretty and charming enough. Maybe Prince Jing is tired of women like Xia Yuanqiu and will like you?" She remembered that in Prince Rong's palace, her father was satisfied My concubines come in all shapes and sizes, some are delicate and beautiful like azaleas and peonies, some are as beautiful as hibiscus, some are as cold as Tianshan snow lotus, and some are as passionate as midsummer roses. What does this prove? It proves that men’s tastes are diverse and can change at any time.
Zhuo Qinyue shook her head: "He won't like me, not in the past, not in the future, not in the future -" Her heart ached like a knife, tears fell like rain, and she felt like she wanted to die.
Rong Qiaoxin let go of his hand, looked at Zhuo Qinyue who was lying on the ground crying, and said: "Do you want to die? But you are unwilling to do so? The man you love is right in front of you, but you can't catch it, so you are in pain, right? ?”
Zhuo Qinyue just fell to the ground and cried without saying a word.
Rong Qiaoxin stood up, walked slowly to the main seat, sat down elegantly, leaned back on the large and soft chair, and said slowly: "If I send you to Prince Jing's Mansion, how will you thank me?"
Zhuo Qinyue suddenly raised her head and looked at the queen in front of her in disbelief, with a strange smile on her slightly immature face.
"Is the Empress true?" Zhuo Qinyue stared straight at Rong Qiaoxin with unquestionable determination in her eyes. As long as she could enter Prince Jing's palace, she would not hesitate to pay any price, even if it meant selling her soul.
Rong Qiaoxin's red lips curled slightly and she smiled coquettishly: "Very good, I like your temperament and will do whatever it takes to achieve your goals."
Rong Qiaoxin looked at the drying tears on Zhuo Qinyue's face and the fondness in her eyes. She said again: "I'm sending you to Prince Jing's Mansion not only to fulfill your wishes, but you also have to help me with something." thing."
Zhuo Qinyue said hurriedly: "Queen, please do as you please!"
Rong Qiaoxin glanced at the darkening sky outside, thinking of that delicate and beautiful face and those arrogant eyes, and clenched the slender fingers in his sleeves into fists.
"I feel uncomfortable looking at Xia Yuanqiu's face. If you can destroy that face, I can assure you that the future position of Princess Jing will be yours."
The future Princess Jing? Can she, Zhuo Qinyue, be his princess? Her heart was beating wildly, as if the princess's throne was waving to her right in front of her eyes.
"Queen, don't worry, I will do my best!" Zhuo Qinyue said.