Black Bellied Prince’s Stunning Abandoned Consort

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Mo Wenchen, who came along with Leng Yan, saw Su Qiqi, who was a little dazed, and was a little weird. He came forward: "Juqi, what happened to you?"

Looking at Mo Wenchen, who was gentle and embarrassed, with a slight smile, it was indeed a happy event.

Suddenly, Su Qiqi lowered his head and clenched the two plum blossoms in his hand: "It is Wang Ye, I'm ... okay."

For Mo Qichen's alienation, Mo Wenchen did not take it seriously, she always did.

It takes time to change.

Thinking of this, I gave Leng Yan a wink and let him leave first, then he stood beside Su Qiqi and looked at the plum blossoming: "After New Year's Eve, I will marry Qianzi as the concubine. I will leave it to you. "

In a word, she transferred the right of the hostess of the palace to her Su Qiqi.

But what Su Qiqi didn't want, she was not rare at all.

Just what she could say, she only nodded pretendingly, "Yes, Lord."

Su Qiqi's indifference and calmness made Mo Wenchen slightly frown, he thought that this girl would be sad, or he would show reluctance.

It's nothing.

With a sigh: "You still ask me to ask Mo Chen."

Feeling a little boring.

Su Qiqi is indeed talented and unparalleled, but he is too calm and uncontroversial, which makes people feel boring.

Even Mo Wenchen felt so.

She is not suitable to be a wife, only suitable for his left hand and right arm, and he is the perfect candidate for planning the world and the great cause.

It was just that he had vowed to the emperor. In Mo Wenxuan's lifetime, he would definitely not provoke war against Dayan, he would only help him.

It was also because of this that he never turned his face.

Did not use his own power to overthrow Mo Wenxuan.

Mo Wenchen left this sentence, then turned and left, leaving Su Qiqi with an upright back, still a black robe, which could not cover his peerless style and the power of the king.

At this time, Su Qiqi felt that his legs were weak, and he just held the tree branch with one hand, watching Mo Wenchen's figure silently, until she disappeared, and she was still standing in the wind.

Mo Wenchen, Mo Wenchen, these three words seem to have been engraved into the bones of Su Qiqi, she called in the heart over and over again, unknowingly, already in tears.

She is cowardly, and dares not fight or snatch.

I can only look at it like this.

Of course, Qian Qianzi is unwilling to surrender the power in his hands, but thinking that he is going to be a bride, it is really not suitable for hands-on operation.

But not reconciled.

Therefore, after giving everything to Su Qiqi, he ordered a few henchmen to not cooperate with Su Qiqi.

Because she is also about to become the side princess of the palace, her subordinates deliberately stubbornly, of course, obey and obey.

Because of the recent years, Su Qiqi has been very busy. She has never been in charge of housework, especially if she is in a large royal palace, she has to take care of everything, and suddenly she has no clue, but she can't give up and stick to it.

The unhappiness in my heart was still there, but when I knew that I couldn't change anything, I stopped thinking about it.

She was destined to do so in her life.

However, when it came time to purchase the New Year's things, Mr. Accountant gave her a problem, telling her that the accounts were incorrect, and that he could only withdraw money after checking.

Of course she doesn't believe it. Of course, Hua Qianzi will not surrender his rights obediently, but Su Qiqi doesn't care about Mr. Tse Fang, only saying that after three days, she will check the account in person.

Not soft or hard, just right.

Mr. Accountant's heart was lost.

Hua Qianzi, immersed in joy, heard an account from Mr. Tsefang and gave him an idea.

Three days later, Su Qiqi looked at the pile of books on the table, Xiu brows gently, but remained calm.

She knew that if she didn't settle the others, others would even look at her jokes or even not cooperate.

Although she hasn't read the account book, she still reads poems and knows the most basic calculations, which is the necessary knowledge for her prescription.

Pick up a ledger at random on the table and go through it quickly.

Su Qiqi's white sleeves were stained with a little dust, and she didn't care. Only by letting her mood be locked into these locks, she wouldn't think too much about the marriage between Mo Wenchen and Hua Qianzi.

"The pharmacy income is more than three times the expenditure, and the local tax is collected. I go to the Imperial City with my grandfather. Although the cost is a little big, but I have n’t made ends meet, then, may I ask if you took the rest of the solution home, or stay Is it for Miss Watch? "Su Qiqi went straight without turning around.

He stared straight at the tentman in front of him.

She knew that this person was giving herself a problem, and she knew that if she put up with it, she would only let more people look at the joke.

In the future, she will not be able to establish a foothold in the palace at all.

Since Mo Wenchen took care of herself, she would be very serious.

"Blood spurts." Mr. Tengfang was anxious, relying on Hua Qianzi to do the backing, and his waist was also hard.

"Speak out where the rest of the silver is." Su Qiqi shook his sleeves and sat tightly on the chair, his voice was not high, not hurry.

Qing Qing looked coldly at the old Mr. Tengfang.

"You ..." Mr. Accountant couldn't argue. How could he think that Su Qiqi could understand these books, and even spent many years managing Wangfu's palace, he would never look at these books in person, because she didn't understand .

"I'm the prince of the prince." Su Qiqi's voice sounded, his eyes were clear as ever.

Listening to this, Mr. Tiefang just woke up like a dream, yes, no matter how much, Su Qiqi is also the princess of the emperor.

A stunner knelt down sharply, "Please ask the princess to punish her."

"It's punishment." Su Qiqi started to code his high books, and said calmly: "Tomorrow, you will have more than one month of Lulu, and go home to take care of yourself."

The voice is not high, but there is no doubt about it.

At this moment, Mr. Tsang felt a faintness in his head, and he looked down in a hurry: "Please, the princess, please ..."

Su Qiqi turned away without looking back.

This is a chicken killing tamarin. Although she can't bear it, she has to do it.

It wasn't until Su Qiqi's figure disappeared that Mr. Tengfang climbed up and walked into the courtyard of Hua Qianzi, only to ask for help.

Hua Qianzi dresses herself in the mirror while trying the wedding dress sent by Baihua Guo.

When he saw the crying accountant, Mr. Hua frowned and frowned: "Who is crying and showing a face?"

The accountant was very careful to tell what had just happened.

Hearing this, Hua Qianzi's frown was a little tighter, and the good-looking facial features squeezed into one place, biting her teeth: "Well, you're Su Qiqi, but Miss Ben despised you."

Throwing down the wedding dress in his hand, he stood up and said, "Wait."

Turn around and leave.

Go straight to the courtyard where Su Qiqi is.

Thinking about how to make Wang's account book more concise and clear, while Su Qiqi was writing something, she devoted all her energy to the affairs of Wangfu.

In the distance, when he saw Hua Qianzi rushing forward, Su Qiqi did not stop, but swept coldly, and then continued his work.

"Su Qiqi, don't bully people too much." As soon as Hua Qianzi came in, he shouted loudly, and folded his hands on his waist.

Mo Wenchen in the next yard heard the sound and probed the probe, but did not move.

He was thinking that this matter should not be difficult for Su Qiqi.

"I don't know where to start talking about Miss Biao." Su Qiqi's tone was always light, without slight fluctuations.

Seeing Su Qiqi doing this, Hua Qianzi gritted his teeth and stomped: "Lao Zhao did something wrong, and you asked him to go home to support the elderly, which is obviously bullying."