Ji Lian'er felt a stern and knelt down again: "Lian'er knows her mistake, Lian'er will leave now... "

Then she stood up with a blank face, glanced at Qinghe with a complicated gaze, and lowered her head and ran out.

What did the emperor leave Qinghe for? This is the emperor's bedroom, and a lonely man and a widowed woman must not help but make her feel more attentive.

Moreover, although Qinghe cannot be compared with her, she looks like a flower. Could it be...

No, she shook her head desperately. The emperor was above the top and would definitely not like Qinghe. The emperor left Qinghe must have been for something else.

She comforted herself so much that after leaving the temple, she stood under the big tree and waited patiently for Qinghe to come out.

In the bedroom, Qiu Yexian stared at the green lotus.

Qinghe twisted her fingers, blushed and her heartbeat, her body twisted slightly, and she almost fainted from nervousness, but her cheeks still did not avoid the emperor's gaze.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If she turns her beautiful face away, she will be a fool.

Qiu Yexian's eyes moved down, landed on her chest, and reached out to hold the small and exquisite jade gourd: "This gourd is very cute, where did you get it?"

Qinghe didn't know why the emperor was interested in this jade gourd, but she was very glad that the emperor finally noticed her.

"Back to the emperor, this jade gourd was bought by me when I went out with the lady a while ago. Although it was not a valuable item, I thought it was small and cute and loved it very much, so I kept wearing it on my body." She answered obediently.

The emperor is the proud son of heaven, with a dignified appearance and a kingly figure. No woman does not admire such an emperor, and she is no exception.

She followed the lady and served her wholeheartedly for many years, never making any mistakes, in order to get the best of her, one day she was taken by the emperor and flew to the branches and became rich. The arrival of this day seemed to be earlier than she thought.

Feng Jinghua's death must have given her good luck.

Over the years, Feng Jinghua has monopolized the emperor and has not given any room for other women. Now Feng Jinghua is dead, and the emperor has finally noticed the beauties around him - such as her.

Hehe, she has been acting with Feng Jinghua for so many years, and finally got a reward.

"I didn't expect you to be so sensible." Qiu Yexian played with the small jade gourd, and her lowered eyes flashed with a strange luster, as if sad, as if lonely, as if helpless, as if angry... But Qinghe couldn't see it.

Qinghe endured the joy and said in a gentle voice: "I can't explain why I love this jade gourd. I like it at first sight anyway. No matter how good other decorations are, I won't even look down on me."

"A woman with vision like you should not be a slave, but will be my concubine in the future." Qiu Yexian looked up and smiled slightly, with a handsome face as a god descending to earth, blinding Qinghe's eyes.

Qinghe was extremely surprised and immediately knelt down and kowtowed: "I thank the emperor for his kindness, long live the emperor--"

The emperor had just ascended the throne for one month and had not yet conferred any concubines. And she, a maid, became the first beauty to be crowned by the emperor. What a glory it is?

Qiu Yexian smiled faintly: "You go down and prepare to serve you tonight."

Qinghe was so happy that she almost fainted. She tried all her strength to barely maintain her figure: "I obey the order."

Because she was so excited that she didn't know how to walk when she stepped down, and she actually stepped on her left foot and fell down.

Qiu Yexian looked at her coldly and suddenly said, "By the way, I like this jade gourd very much. How about you giving it to me?"

Qinghe got up with all her might, took off the jade gourd hanging around her neck, and handed it on her hands: "Everything about me is the emperor's. If the emperor can take a fancy to me, it is my blessing."

Qiu Yexian held the little gourd in his hand: "You go out."

After Qinghe went out, he sat in the dragon chaise, looking at the jade, and an unspeakable luster appeared in his eyes.

Now, he can assert that Feng Jinghua must have been killed by Ji Lian.
Chapter completed!