Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Never make a loss-making deal, even if the other party is her.

The charming lady with disheveled hair, snow-skinned skin and red lips was silent for a moment.

She hugged his waist and said nothing.

Like weighing.

The cold-hearted man with a dark heart was not in a hurry, and just caressed her face slowly.

Slowly, with a bit of carelessness.

The Queen Mother raised her beautiful eyes and looked at him, seeming a little depressed.

"Pei Jie, I'm just asking you a question. Why should you be rewarded like this?"

He looked at her and showed a weird smile.

Pale and terrifying, full of coldness.

"Then I wonder if my little princess will agree... or not?"

"..." The little princess simply didn't want to speak.

The little emperor was indeed right, Pei Jie was a pervert.

The heart is black and the blood is cold.

I don’t know who can stand him in the future...

She cursed in her heart and suddenly paused.

Thinking that it would be her, her eyebrows jumped, and a feeling of helplessness came to her heart.

"Pei Jie..."

She looked at him helplessly and tugged on his sleeve.

He gave a weird smile and slowly raised her chin.

"Have you considered it?"

The tones are all weird, like a poisonous snake hissing and spitting out snake bites.

The poor little beauty pursed her lips and said nothing.

The beautiful and gorgeous face is full of life.

Finally, she lowered her head, adjusted her fingers, and said in a low voice, "Okay..."

Be proactive...just be proactive.

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So, the Queen Mother spent one night's reward in exchange for the exact story of the flower-picking thief outside.

Among them was the answer to the question she wanted to know.

The next day the Prince Regent dressed and left.

The person left on the bed was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyes, but he was still trying to keep his energy up and think about things.

Holding the pillow, she closed her eyes, half of her beautiful porcelain white face buried in the quilt, and continued to think about the abnormalities of those official women.

Thinking in confusion, she murmured:

"Don't be like what I thought."

The beautiful woman who took the initiative all night finally fell asleep.

Hugging the pillow, I didn't move and fell asleep completely.

Inside Changning Palace, everything was quiet.

Two months after the flower picker disappeared, everyone had forgotten about it.

Even the officials just cursed and cursed for half a month and then forgot about the matter.

Fenyang City has returned to peace and tranquility, and the streets and alleys are full of people and extremely lively.

After the hot summer, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon.

The weather is getting cooler, and every household has begun to make mooncakes.

The royal chefs in the palace are also racking their brains to design new dishes in order to welcome the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The maids of Changning Palace are all looking forward to the Mid-Autumn Festival, because on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, they can get a lot of silver rewards.

The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival,

Ah Chun walked in with a newly made palace skirt, a smile on her face and beaming with joy.

"Princess, I heard that during this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, fireworks will be set off all night in the palace. The Ministry of Rites and others are already making preparations."

The Queen Mother, who was sitting on the swing in the yard, hummed uninterestedly and looked at the sky outside, shaking and shaking.

Achun smiled and asked, "Princess, you want to visit the palace?"

The Queen Mother slightly raised her lips and looked at her: "You are really good at guessing what I mean."

Ah Chun lowered his head.

"I don't dare, slave."