The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

  Chapter 587 Let him work for us

  Xiao Xixi saw his awkward look, and didn't have a good air.

   "Is face so important? Is it more important than chasing your wife?"

   Luo Yechen furiously retorted, “Who, who is chasing his wife? Don’t talk nonsense, just because of my identity, what kind of woman do you want? I still need to chase it?!”

  Xiao Xixi: "In this case, you don't have to write a storybook yourself, just go out to the bookstore and buy a few books and give them to her. Anyway, you don't need her favor, so let's do it in a perfunctory way."

   Luo Yechen: "But she saved me after all, so I have to repay her no matter what."

   "There are many ways to repay, you can choose a simpler one, such as giving her money."

   Luo Yechen: "She doesn't need money."

  Xiao Xixi said sincerely: "I didn't expect that there are still people who don't need money in this world, amazing! Then tell me, what does she want?"

  Luo Yechen immediately thought of starting the scene where Shengyan knelt on the ground and begged him to agree to withdraw from his relatives.

  What she wants most now is to retire.

  But this marriage is bestowed by the gods and cannot be retired.

  What's more, Luo Yechen didn't really want to return this marriage right now.

  As for the reason, he didn't want to go into details.

  Luo Yechen hesitated again and again, took a deep breath, and silently told himself that a man can bend and stretch!

  He took a step forward, bite the bullet and slowly moved to the prince, and it took a lot of effort to squeeze out a hard word.

   "Prince, do you remember the plot of the story told by Concubine Xiao Bian yesterday?"

  Luo Qinghan was reading a book. Hearing that he raised his eyes and glanced at him, he faintly replied: "Yeah."

   "Then, can you repeat the storyline again?"

   When he said this, Luo Yechen's entire face was flushed because he felt too embarrassed.

  Luo Qinghan: "Lonely is a little thirsty."

  Luo Yechen immediately poured a cup of tea and put it beside him.

   Luo Qinghan said again: "The lone shoulder is a bit sore."

  Luo Yechen frowned, wanting to say that you shouldn't be too arrogant, but after hesitating, he still didn't say it. After all, he wanted to ask others.

  He took a breath and stretched out his hand to pinch Luo Qinghan's shoulders.

  Luo Qinghan blocked his hand with the book, disgusted.

   "Just like your rough hands, the lone dare not let you pinch your shoulders."

   Then Luo Qinghan looked at Xiao Xixi, who was standing by and watching a good show.

   "You come to squeeze the shoulders of the lonely person."

  Xiao Xixi's innocent eyes wide open: "The King of England begs you, not me."

   Luo Qinghan: "But I like to call you."

  Xiao Xixi has no choice but to move quickly.

  She put two paws on the prince’s shoulders, pinching his shoulders one after another.

  Luo Qinghan put down his book, took a sip of tea, moisturized his throat, and then slowly spoke.

  "Do you want to start from the beginning?"

  Luo Yechen nodded and said yes.

  He prepared paper and pen, and every time the prince said a sentence, he wrote a sentence.

  The prince’s unforgettable ability is really not covered. He retelled all the storyline Xiao Xixi said yesterday, without missing a word.

  Luo Yechen wrote another dozen papers.

  He rubbed his sore arm and complained: "I'm exhausted. Don't let me catch the little thief last night, otherwise I will have to take his skin off!"

  If the thief hadn’t stole his outline draft, he wouldn’t have written the outline again.

  Luo Qinghan: "Have you ever wondered why a thief would steal your manuscript?"

  Luo Yechen is of course authentic.

   "It must be because I am too talented. The work I wrote has made the culprits fall in love with it, and I can't help but want it to be brought back for careful tasting."

  Luo Qinghan: "..."

  Forget it, let him continue to be stupid.

  Luo Yechen left the imperial tomb with the outline draft.

  Xiao Xixi stopped pinching her shoulders and asked curiously.

   "His Royal Highness, how do you know that the manuscript of the King of England will be stolen?"

"There are so many eyeliners guarding outside the imperial tomb. The King of England rushed to look for me, and they would definitely be seen by those eyeliners. They probably thought that King of England and I were plotting something. Those outline drafts were in their eyes. Evidence of our conspiracy."

  Xiao Xixi was stunned: "They think too much, right?"

  Luo Qinghan said lightly: “The more clever you are, the more you like to be smart.”

  Canglan Garden.

  The king of Xiling threw the dozen or so pieces of paper on the ground and said angrily.

   "What are these things? This is the evidence of the connection between the Prince and the King of England? Are you kidding me?!"

  Because he was too angry, the poison in his body broke out. The pain made his face pale and cold sweat came out.

  Xie Chuxue hurriedly took a pill that can relieve pain and passed it to him.

  She persuaded softly: "Father, don't be angry. If you get angry, it won't be good."

  The king of Xiling clutched his chest, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress the anger in his heart.

  A subordinate knelt on the ground, bowed his head, and did not dare to breathe.

  For a long time, King Xiling spoke again, his voice cold and low.

   "Go ahead, what's the matter?"

The subordinate shook his throat and said: "The subordinates saw the King of England coming out of the imperial tomb with these papers with his own eyes. He looked very excited, as if he had some treasure. The subordinates speculated that he might be conspiring with the prince. What, those papers should record the content of their plan..."

  The king of Xiling sneered and interrupted him.

  "After you stole these papers, have you read the contents above?"

  The subordinate hurriedly said: "Subordinates dare not peek."

  The king of Xiling pointed to the paper on the ground, gritted his teeth and said: "You will show me now, without missing a word, read all of them!"

  'S subordinate stretched out trembling hands, picked up the paper on the ground, and looked at it one by one.

  At first, he was a little confused when he watched it, but gradually became dazed when he saw it.

  Finally, he finally understood that he had stolen the wrong thing!

  This is not a conspiracy at all, but a messy story!

  Subordinates kowtow hard: "Subordinates are not doing well, please forgive me!"

  The king of Xiling didn't want to look at him again, waved his hand, and immediately a guard rushed in and dragged the subordinate, covering his mouth.

  Xie Chuxue bent down, stretched out her slender fingers, and picked up the paper on the ground.

  After reading the content on the paper, she mocked.

  "This King of England is really a idiot. Not only is he not learning and skillless, but the characters he writes are so ugly."

   King Xiling turned his face and said, "Burn these things for me, I don't want to see them again."

  As long as he saw the content on the paper, he felt a sense of humiliation of being trampled on the ground by the IQ.

Xie Chuxue said: "I think the story on this paper is quite interesting. After a counterattack, the King of England can write such a story. Does it mean that he wants to be like the protagonist? Counterattack the upper ranks?"

   King Xiling sneered: "He is also the eldest son of the emperor anyway, and he will definitely have ideas about that position in his heart."

  Xie Chuxue: "Didn't you say that King You is not easy to control? Why don't we add another weight?"

"what do you mean……"

  Xie Chuxue shook the paper in her hand and smiled slightly: "Since the King of England wants to counterattack, we will use this as a bait and let him use it for us."

  (End of this chapter)