The Prince Wants to Leave His Concubine

Chapter 169

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Isn’t this left wing similar?”

Shangguan Jinghong raised his lips slightly and said softly: "Ling'er, a true gentleman is one who watches chess without saying a word. Moreover..."

He suddenly stopped talking, and made a quick move with the white piece, and then made another move with the black piece from the Langxiang box, and so on. After six pieces, the white piece swallowed the black piece and occupied the position, and the black piece was overturned.

"this… "

Lang Xiang was stunned, and Lang Linling slowly stood up while holding onto the table, looking stunned. "I didn't expect this to be the way to win."

"If Jinghong doesn't follow Ling'er's instructions and leaves like this, I would like to ask if Jinghong's guess about the prime minister's location is correct?"

Shangguan Jinghong smiled and asked.

Lang Xiang looked a little solemn and nodded.

On the chessboard, Shangguan Jinghong's white pieces still won, but he did not give up the left wing territory. He only used the left wing pieces to lure the enemy deeper.

"I am stupid. We are both going to win, so why did Master Ba have to take four more steps?"

Lang Xiang frowned slightly and stared at Shangguan Jinghong. His eyes were sharp, full of questioning and cold anger towards Shangguan Jinghong's actions in the past few days, and also deep... judgment.

Shangguan Jinghong met his gaze, "Yes, Ling'er is right. To Jinghong, Zuo Yizi is like... the Lang family."

As soon as he finished speaking, the servant of the Prime Minister came hurriedly and whispered something to the Prime Minister. Shangguan Jinghong smiled and said, "Since the Prime Minister is busy, Jinghong will not disturb you any more."

"In that case, this old man and Master Eight will meet again some other day."

Lang Linling was still in thought when she saw Shangguan Jinghong nod, then lower her head and say something to Lang Xiang. Lang Xiang had something to do, so he and Mrs. Lang left. Suddenly, she and Shangguan Jinghong were the only ones left in the courtyard.

"I wonder what Grandpa and Grandpa Linling said?"

Lang Linling thought Shangguan Jinghong would speak first, but Shangguan Jinghong just looked at her calmly. When he heard what she said, he smiled and said, "She didn't say anything. She just said that she would take you back right now."

"What if I don't go back?"

"Ling'er, I have to go back first."

Lang Linling had her eyes closed, a sneer on her lips, and was talking in a low voice, but suddenly she heard Shangguan Jinghong's answer, and soon there was no sound. Her heart skipped a beat, and she opened her eyes suddenly, only to see that the courtyard was empty and Shangguan Jinghong was gone.

She gritted her teeth, but saw a brocade bag lying on the ground.

A breeze blew by, bringing with it a faint fragrance that vaguely resembled lotus.

Prince Rui's Palace.

Qiaochu was standing under a flower tree. A gust of wind blew by, and she was slightly startled. The four anxious voices came from behind, "Master, the weather is going to change, and you are still standing outside!"

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After Dong Ning left, Qiaochu felt upset and went out for a walk.

"It is the imminent rain and the breeze blowing in the building that makes the scene meaningful. Go away, it is not raining yet, don't bother me."

At this time, she turned her head and laughed at the four. The four looked at the beauty for help. The beauty shook her head. The four sighed helplessly. In the past few days, the master rarely opened her heart like this time, and she didn't want to disturb her. The beauty shook the oil-paper umbrella in her hand with a blank expression. The four laughed and said, "Let's talk about it when it rains." Qiaochu was actually still a little depressed in her heart. It was not for herself, but for Dong Ning. How could she suffer that crime? She almost... Just thinking about taking her away from the palace and having a new life, she felt relieved.

Shangguan Jinghong said that she would not live long without him, but there were good doctors among the people, and she would hold on until she gave birth to the child, and the child would be handed over to them to raise or sent to Miluo.

Dong Ning's joining is a good thing. As long as they are cautious enough, Dong Ning's disguise skills may allow them to escape the prince's pursuit.

The sky was getting darker and the wind was getting more anxious. She looked at the jade flute in her hand and felt a little strange. She had lost it a few days ago but had just found it under her pillow. She didn't know whether it was put there by that fool or madman.

She took it out casually, it was just a flute, it didn't matter whose it belonged to.

I put it to my lips, tuned a note, closed my eyes and played it slowly. The cool breeze blew on my body, making bumps appear on my skin. I blew it hard, and felt a little bit of complete pleasure.

After the song was over, I opened my eyes and suddenly realized that the song I had played was an old song from the paddock.

She shook her head and smiled, suddenly feeling something strange. She looked around and saw Shangguan Jinghong standing under another tree in front of her, staring at her intently.

He was wearing an iron mask, but one could still feel the heat in his eyes at the first moment.

At this moment, she inexplicably thought of the poem that people have recited so many times: The peach tree is young and tender, and its flowers are bright and beautiful.

This gentleman was followed by many servants and slaves when he went in and out, not to mention the crowd of people who came and went in the palace. They all followed behind him, so there was inevitable noise, but she didn't notice it.

She cursed herself inwardly, and seeing his eyes on her hand, a smile appeared on her lips. After thinking for a moment, she threw the flute to him with force as a return of the favor.

With a flick of his snow-white sleeves, he swiftly picked up the flute, his brows raised, and lowered his head to kiss the place where she had played.

Her heart skipped a beat and she felt ashamed and angry at once. How could he do such a frivolous thing in front of everyone? It was as if he was kissing her on the lips, which made everyone stare at him in silence with their faces flushed.

She was about to turn around and leave, when suddenly a gentle "Jinghong" made her pause slightly. She saw a figure quickly stepped into the door and snuggled up behind the man.

Oh, it turned out that Lang Linling had returned home. However, it was rare to see her looking so bitter.

Lang Linling is the kind of smart woman who doesn't show off. She knows her place and is beautiful. Compared to Shen Qingling, she is the type that most men like.

In the power struggle, she is also Shangguan Jinghong's confidante, not to mention that she is his first wife, so Shangguan Jinghong must also like her.

Qiaochu thought about it and couldn't help laughing. What did this have to do with her? If people knew what she was thinking at the moment, they would say she was jealous. However, she really wasn't sad or upset. She was just commenting on the show for her own amusement.

Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain from her eye sockets. She was startled and subconsciously raised her hand to rub her eyes. A drop of cool water hit her face heavily. She was relieved. It was raining!

Faintly, she saw Shangguan Jinghong's expression change, but she didn't care about it anymore. She lifted her skirt and turned to leave.

After entering the room and closing the door, she remembered that the four beauties had not come in. Just as she was about to open the door to greet them, a force came from the door panel she was leaning against. Before she could close the door, someone stretched out his hand and forced his way in through the gap, grabbing her waist.

She was startled, and before she could react, the door was opened forcefully, and then immediately pulled shut by someone at the door. She was quickly turned over, and Shangguan Jinghong's iron face appeared in front of her in a close-up.

"What are you doing here?"

Isn't Lang Linling outside? She just asked casually out of curiosity, and Shangguan Jinghong had already held her face and wiped her eyes with his thumbs.

He walked behind, and was soaked by the rain that seemed to have been brewing for a long time. There were water droplets on his hair, mask, and eyes.

Some particles stuck to his eyelashes, making the expression in his eyes seem a little hazy, but the look of heartache and a little joy was particularly clear to the eyes.

His two big hands were concentrating on manipulating her face and eyes, and he didn't pay attention to his expression, even though she always felt that such an expression should not appear on a man like him.

"Don't cry, I'm here with you. I didn't touch her just now. What a fool I am."

Qiaochu was just about to ask him what was wrong with him, but when he heard what he said, he burst out laughing.

After she laughed, she suddenly felt as if she had returned to the state of mind when she left for the first time, perhaps to a calmer and more indifferent state. The hatred and pain brought by the slap were buried deep in her heart. She would remember it, but would not think about it anymore. She had to take it off in two days. With the emperor's promise, he could not easily touch her people. It seemed that she could leave as long as she said she was determined to leave, and her heart began to calm down slowly.

"Qiaochu, smile again..."

Shangguan Jinghong's eyes suddenly deepened, and he whispered something in his mouth. His hand slowly slid down and stroked her cheek back and forth. Qiaochu was about to push him away, but he threw the iron mask to the ground and kissed her lips without saying anything.

He was the most direct. He pushed hard and entered the room. His lips and tongue immediately hooked her tongue wildly and pressed hard against her lips, as if he had been hungry for a long time and she was his food. Until she pounded his chest and shoulders hard, not knowing whether out of anger or instinctive resistance, he slowly let her go, opened the door and told the outside to serve the meal.

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Fixed a bug, thank you for your corrections.

Previous section: He slowly let her go, opened the door and told the outside to serve the meal.

Change to: He slowly let her go, put on his iron mask, opened the door and told the outsiders to serve the meal.

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Outside the door, Lao Tie immediately asked several slaves to go to the kitchen to announce the meal. Qiao Chu was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, but when he saw that there were many people serving outside, he finally gave up.

While eating, Shangguan Jinghong suddenly said, "You want to hit me, right? I'll let you hit me."

If it were a normal day, it would be fine for Fang Ming and the others, but they all had miscellaneous affairs in the palace and were not always there. It was unknown where the four great men and the beauty were sent by him just now. Lao Tie was leading a group of servants and maids to serve the dishes.

Lai Qiaochu was eating when he was startled when he heard this. She was giving him face, but he refused it.

Except for the old friend, everyone else was shocked and stunned.

This man is the master, so there are no taboos. Qiaochu thought about it and finally said, "The master is really funny."

Shangguan Jinghong suddenly waved her hand to send her maid away, picked up her sleeves, and started to serve her the dishes. Soon, the plates on her side were piled full.

“Eat more meat.”

With just this simple sentence, Qiaochu was reminded of the days in Tianshen Village. What she had experienced was now gone like a cloud of smoke. She shook her head and smiled, feeling somewhat relieved.

Lao Tie, who was standing next to him, whispered, "Master Qiao, this menu was carefully drafted by my master during his visit to the court and he instructed the chef to prepare it."

"Yeah." Seeing that it was her old friend who was talking to her, Qiaochu smiled and nodded. Shangguan Jinghong stopped eating and watched her eat in silence. She said softly, "Let's eat."

"Chu'er, have you lost some of the resentment in your heart?"

In my ears, his voice was filled with a hint of hope and a pure smile.

When Qiaochu heard his straightforward question, he didn't know how to answer for a moment and thus remained silent.

She no longer loved him. Except that she really didn't like his physical touch, she no longer hated him that much.

Because she would be able to leave soon, she felt a little relieved.

She thought for a moment, glanced at the servants around her, and said, "Let's eat. The food is getting cold."

"Then let's talk about what happened just now," Shangguan Jinghong picked up the bowl, his eyes still fixed on her calmly, "What do you want to do to stop being angry?"

Qiaochu suddenly had an idea, and she understood why he didn't dismiss these slaves. If no one was around, she might not have replied to him at all. At this time, she was annoyed by his intentional or unintentional actions, and said, "Sir, please give me a favor."

The two of them had separate dishes. His were some vegetarian dishes, green and beautifully prepared, but not many. Hers was extremely rich, with all kinds of vegetables and meat, as well as some delicacies she couldn't name, with bright colors and fragrant aromas, and some delicate-looking

There were dozens of beautiful cakes and candied fruits, all kinds of them, filling up the entire table. There was also a cup next to it, simmering on a small stove, with a faint bitter and sweet aroma coming from it, probably a medicinal soup or something.

As she spoke, she picked up a piece of braised meat with her chopsticks and put it to his mouth, and nodded, "If you eat it, I won't be angry."

The friend next to Shangguan Jinghong changed his expression first. Shangguan Jinghong narrowed her eyes slightly, and a hint of danger and seriousness was reflected in her eyes. She smiled and before she could say a word, Shangguan Jinghong had already lowered her head to her chopsticks.

The screen window was slightly open, and rain was slanting in the wind, making a sound of drops of rain. Although it was far away from the window, the drops seemed to hit the joints of her arm. Qiaochu's hand trembled, but Shangguan Jinghong reached out and held her unstable hand and ate it.

His hands were steady and strong, and she wanted to pull away, but she was unable to do so.

He ate very quickly, not chewing slowly as usual, and swallowed quickly, but quickly stood up, strode to the long couch and jade bowl by the window, lowered his head and vomited.

She saw his tall body slightly bent, and the dull sound coming from deep in his throat made her drop her chopsticks.

Immediately a maid poured tea and walked to his side tremblingly to serve him. Shangguan Jinghong took the teacup, rinsed his mouth carefully, stood up, stretched out his hand and waved, asking everything to be cleared.

In a moment, everyone had left, the door lintel was closed, and the flowers and plants in the courtyard were blocked out from the spring rain.

Shangguan Jinghong stared at her with a burning look in his eyes. Qiao Chu suddenly felt a little flustered and had a ridiculous thought: he didn't want to beat her up, did he

She subconsciously held her belly and stood up, then took a few steps back cautiously. She retreated in a hurry and staggered. Shangguan Jinghong's eyes darkened, and he somehow came to her side and picked her up.

He carried her back to the dining table and sat her on his lap.

"Let go..." she struggled.

"Stupid woman."

There was a hint of ferocity in his voice, and he suddenly coughed loudly, then leaned forward to kiss him.

Qiaochu knew that he was