Chapter 1342 Jealousy

Xiao Ce didn't see anything unusual about the servant, and went straight to the Nuan Pavilion where the matter was being discussed.

The adults waited for Xiao Ce for a while, they all thought they would see Xiao Ce soon, but they waited for two full hours.

It's just that they didn't dare to ask where Xiao Ce had gone, because they had government affairs to discuss, and they didn't dare to leave without authorization, so they had to wait here.

After finally waiting for Xiao Ce to show up, and seeing Li, when they saw the obvious bite mark on the corner of Xiao Ce's lips, they were all dumbfounded.

Zhao Yu's eyes were good, and he naturally saw the corner of his lips that was obviously bitten off by a woman. While he was shocked, various chaotic emotions rushed into his heart.

Since ancient times, the dignity of the emperor cannot be doubted, so no harem concubine would dare to leave scars on the king, otherwise he should be punished as the king's crime.

But Xiao Ce in front of him looked indifferent and reserved as usual on the surface, but his body was clearly revealing a sense of arrogance, and the corner of his lips bitten off by a woman added to Xiao Ce's sex appeal.

Although they have the same face, they look extraordinarily proud.

An emotion called jealousy spread deep in Zhao Yu's heart, and he even wondered if Qin Zhao hadn't reconciled with him, would he be able to enjoy such boudoir happiness with Qin Zhao...

Xiao Ce's gaze was fixed on Zhao Yu's empty eyes, and he frowned slightly.

Zhao Yu later realized that his gaffe had been immersed in the officialdom for many years after all, so he restrained himself as quickly as possible and returned to normal.

Only occasionally when he looked up and saw the corner of Xiao Ce's bitten lips, he still felt a little dazed.

When a few people walked out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Mr. Wang shook his head and sighed: "Have you seen the emperor's appearance?"

"Of course I saw it, there is no doubt that it is the imperial concubine..."

"I'll be the empress soon. Seeing what the emperor wants, I can't wait to make the imperial concubine empress. It's just a matter of time." This time it was Commander Shi of Jin Yiwei who answered the conversation.

Zhao Yu listened to several adults mentioning Qin Zhao, and he didn't know what kind of complicated feelings he felt.

On the one hand, he couldn't help being jealous of Xiao Ce, on the other hand, he was glad that Xiao Ce doted on Qin Zhao like this. He failed to give Qin Zhao the love and respect that Xiao Ce did as an emperor.

In this way, what right does he have to be jealous of Xiao Ce?

It was never because of Xiao Ce that he reconciled with Qin Zhao, but because he never gave Qin Zhao the respect and love that his first wife should have.

He shouldn't be jealous of Xiao Ce, but should be envious.

Jinyang Palace.

Baozhu noticed that her master was laughing foolishly at the wilted peach blossoms in the vase again, she coughed twice, and finally called her master's soul back.

"It's wilted, do you want to throw it away?" Baozhu reminded.

"Isn't this good? It's so beautiful, don't throw it away." Qin Zhao said, and simply watered the flowers himself, the smile on his face couldn't be stopped.

Baozhu helplessly supported her forehead, it turned out that this was what the imperial concubine called passionate love.

Now the empress is a little lady in love, she sees the emperor in her eyes and at heart, even the peach blossoms given by the emperor are reluctant to throw away.

At dusk that day, Zhang Jixiang accompanied Xiao Ce to the Ming Garden, not knowing which song his master was singing.

Come to Mingyuan at this hour, what is this going to do?

The emperor clearly said that he was going to Jinyang Palace to accompany the noble concubine, but halfway there, he suddenly turned to Mingyuan.

After Xiao Ce entered the Ming Garden, he was very satisfied to see the peach blossoms still in full bloom.

At this time, Zhang Jixiang also understood, and immediately stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, let the slaves do it."

Long live Lord is delicate and expensive, how can he do such heavy work?

"No need, I will do it myself." Xiao Ce shouted back Zhang Jixiang.

Before he left today, he saw that the peach blossoms in the vase were withering. He could tell that he and Qin Zhao picked them off the day they came to the Ming Garden, and Qin Zhao hasn't thrown them away so far.

Although I don't know if she was reluctant to throw it away, or forgot to throw it away, it was always something placed in front of her.

Being able to get Qin Zhao's blue eyes can be regarded as the luck of the peach blossoms.

Just like that, Xiao Ce finished folding a handful of peach blossoms before heading to Jinyang Palace.

So that when Qin Zhao learned that Xiao Ce was coming, he saw the picture of Xiao Ce walking towards her holding peach blossoms. She didn't know whether it was Xiao Ce who was more handsome, or whether the peach blossoms were more colorful, she only knew that Xiao Ce's eyebrows and eyes smudged by peach blossoms seemed to be stained with bright and beautiful breath.

Obviously he is such a high-ranking person, but the scene of holding peach blossoms at this moment is so down-to-earth.

"This is?" Seeing the peach blossom delivered by Xiao Ce, Qin Zhao was at a loss for words.

"Well, I passed by Mingyuan and picked some here." Xiao Ce looked indifferent.

Zhang Jixiang rolled his eyes while listening.

It was almost time to arrive at Jinyang Palace, so the emperor made another detour to Mingyuan, taking a long detour. But in front of the imperial concubine, the emperor actually said that he was passing by, so it was convenient?

Qin Zhao took the peach blossom, his eyebrows and eyes curved: "It's very beautiful."

"Do you like it?" Xiao Ce lowered his head to look at Qin Zhao's crescent-like bright eyes, with a soft voice.

"I like it, I'll go and arrange the flowers." Qin Zhao turned around and went to work.

Watching her busy like a butterfly, Xiao Ce actually got some fun, so he couldn't take his eyes off her.

It turns out that only a bouquet of flowers is needed to make her so happy. How easy is she to be satisfied?

Xiao Ce was reading a book before going to sleep, Qin Zhao got into his arms and read with him.

As soon as Xiao Ce lowered his head, he saw that her drooping eyelashes were thick and curled, and her nose cast a thin layer of halo, with graceful lines.

Her pink lips parted slightly, revealing a little white teeth.

He was watching intently, Qin Zhao suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, and met his focused eyes.

"Did I disturb the emperor?" After Qin Zhao asked, she realized that Xiao Ce was holding her in his arms.

At the beginning, she was obviously just leaning against him, so why did she slip into his arms without knowing it?

She coughed lightly, a little embarrassed, and hurriedly got out of his warm embrace.

But the next moment, he pulled her into his arms again, and she accidentally sat on his lap.

Qin Zhao felt that such a posture made her shy, and she felt a little uncomfortable, so she said, "Your Majesty, continue watching, I want to sleep."

"Look with me for a while longer." Xiao Ce's voice was hoarse.

Qin Zhao glanced at Xiao Ce from time to time, just because the man's appearance was too outstanding. His clear and handsome appearance is hard to associate with the decisive emperor.

She glanced at Xiao Ce from time to time, and saw that he was serious, his thin lips were lightly pursed, and his deep eyes seemed to be shining with thousands of stars.

Facing the person I like, I can't help but wish I could blend with him. She thought that her feelings for him were not as deep as in her previous life, but she didn't know that it was just the opposite.

Leaning against him like this, listening to his steady heartbeat, she would blush and feel her heart beat, feeling that she was worthless.