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

  Chapter 68 Singing

  In Qingge Hall, Xiao Xixi sat cross-legged on the soft cushion, her right hand propped on her cheek, her eyelids sinking a little bit.

  Baoqin stood at the door craned her neck and looked out, muttering softly.

   "Why hasn't His Royal Highness come yet? Is something delayed?"

  She waited for a while, but still could not wait for the Prince's car to drive.

  She turned to look at Xiao Liangdi, but saw that Xiao Liangdi's eyelids had been completely closed.

  This master is actually dozing off!

  It’s getting dark, and the prince hasn’t appeared yet. Not only is her master in a hurry, he can still sleep?

  How big is this heart? !

  Baoqin walked over with a bitter face, waiting angrily for her master's sleeping face, and wanted to wake her up, but in the end she didn't get any serious and turned around and walked away angrily.

  After a while, Baoqin came back, holding a blanket in her hand.

  She gently put the blanket on Xiao Liangdi's body.

  Although it is late summer and the temperature is not low, it is still a bit cold at night. It is not good if you get cold.

  Xiao Xixi's eyelashes trembled.

  She opened her eyes and sat up a little bit, her mind still half-dreaming and half-awake.

  It took a while before she realized where she was.

   She rubbed her eyes, and asked angrily, "When is it now?"

   Baoqin said: "It's already too late."

   "Oh, it's seven o'clock..."

  Baoqin was full of question marks: "What did you say?"

   "Nothing," Xiao Xixi clutched her belly, lying on the table like a pool of melted ice cream, "I'm so hungry, when can I have dinner?"

  Baoqin was so distressed that she coaxed softly, "Wait a minute, His Royal Highness should be coming soon."

  Xiao Xixi hummed: "The prince didn't say that he will come to Qingge Hall tonight. What if he doesn't come?"

"Probably not. The prince has spent the night in our Qingge Hall for the past few days. We also have dinner here. It stands to reason that he should be here tonight. Maybe something has been delayed. People go to find out?"

  Xiao Xixi was too hungry, and weakly said: "Go and go back quickly."

   "Here."

   Baoqin turned and walked out and called a clever little eunuch.

   "Qingsong, go find out and see where the prince is now, can you still come to Qingge Hall tonight?"

  Qing Song filled his mouth, and trot out of Qingge Hall.

  Not long after he ran out, he saw the prince’s car. He was about to go to meet the ceremony, but suddenly heard a woman singing not far away.

  He couldn't help but stop.

  Not only Qingsong, but Luo Qinghan not far away also heard this singing.

  The tune of the singing is gentle and gentle, and the lyrics are not the common Shengjing Ya dialect, but the dialect of Chen Liujun, which sounds soft and soft, with a different kind of gentle rhythm.

  Luo Qinghan couldn't help but listen to God.

  When his mother and concubine were still alive, he had heard her sing this kind of tune.

  At that time, he was too young to remember the lyrics, only vaguely remembered the tune.

  Since his mother's concubine passed away, he has never heard such a minor tune again.

  Thinking of the deceased mother and concubine, Luo Qinghan had thousands of thoughts in his heart. He got out of the car and walked slowly in the direction where the singing came from.

   Seeing this, Qing Song in the distance screamed inwardly. This must be a vixen deliberately singing to seduce the prince.

  Looking at the prince like that, I must have been hooked.

  Qingsong hesitated again and again, but decided to follow it quietly.

  He has to know which vixen is singing?

  (End of this chapter)