Chapter 36 Mindful intentions

Royal Palace

"Che'er, I heard that you went to the ceremony of Miss Xifu?" Concubine Li lay graceful and luxuriously on the soft couch, fiddling with her bright red red nails, and said lazily. There are all kinds of indescribable amorous feelings, and it can be seen that the maintenance is excellent.

"Yes, it's more interesting than I thought." Smiling, I couldn't help but say.

"Really, I've also heard a little about it. Miss Xi is not ordinary. Not to mention the long national beauty, it has something to do with the famous Blood Valley. If it can be used for us, wouldn't it be like adding wings to a tiger! With the two big backs of General Xi and Blood Valley, how can the prince fight with us!" With that, he stood up excitedly, and a hot light came out of his calculating phoenix eyes, as if he had seen the dawn of success.

Qi Che glanced at his mother's concubine: a complacency of winning. The woman's stubborn eyes came to my mind, and I thought a little sarcastically: If even Xi Xinmiao could let you control it, then I wouldn't care so much about her. What's more, there is a mysterious blood valley behind her. Is the blood valley owner a role that everyone can calculate? Although he has never dealt with the people of Blood Valley, this does not mean that he does not know the power of Blood Valley, especially the mysterious valley owner who is popular in the world.

Maybe Qi Che's disdainful expression stimulated her and asked dissatisfiedly, "What's your look? Isn't my plan good?"

"If you give up such an idea in the morning, you can't calculate it."

"What? She is a woman, can she go against the sky!"

"I dare not tell others, she really has this ability." Touching his nose, he looked a little innocent. Thinking of the scene when he first came to her house, he couldn't help laughing.

"Cheer, you are moved by her." It's not a temptation but affirmation. Over the past few years, when he smiled like this when talking about a woman, it was a true expression from the bottom of his heart.

I didn't answer immediately and fell into meditation: Is that so? I only know that I don't want to be ignored by her, and I really want to attract her attention and only pay attention to myself. Do you like this?

Suddenly, he stretched his eyebrows and replied loudly, "Yes, I like her." After saying that, I felt that my heart was clear, and it was true.

Concubine Li's eyes bent, "If you like it, marry her back. With her status and background, marrying it will be the throne of the imperial concubine. This is the blessing she has cultivated for eight lifetimes, isn't it?" Suddenly, the words turned, "But Cheer, don't indulge in children's affairs. You are the one who wants to do great things."

This tone has obviously set Xi Xin Miao, and there is no room for her to refute, as if it is still a great gift to her. I really don't know whether Concubine Li is too conceited or naive.

Hearing this, Qi Che was a little unhappy. He didn't like others to belittle her so much, even his mother's concubine.

He said coldly, "Mother, my son, say it again. Don't force her with power. I like her, but I want to get her with my own strength. It's not an imperial edict.

The first time I saw my son coming against his biological mother for outsiders, I couldn't help but be shocked and angry, and my eyes widened, "Are you warning me? I'm your concubine!" Since ancient times, marriage has been determined by parents, where it is the turn of a junior to say no. Concubine Li couldn't help shouting and was very angry. He sat down, stroked his chest with his hand, and calmed down.

"It is because you are my mother's concubine that I would like to remind you that she is not a woman at the mercy of others. She is different from any woman I have ever met before."

"If it's really as powerful as you said, how will the last flower appreciation be explained?" What kind of weather can a girl who leaves the scene halfway?

"Mother, do you really think she is so cowardly? Maybe it's us who are laughed at as fools. Do not hesitate to reveal the truth. As soon as he frowned, this Xi Xinmiao was really not a fuel-efficient lamp. He thought that he was really almost cheated. At the thought of being cheated, he was a little gritted but helpless, and finally turned into a wry smile.

"You mean it's all her costume."

"It's as you think."

"But no one doesn't want to enjoy the glory and wealth of her life, and she will be no exception."

"She didn't pay attention to these at all."

"But..."

"Mother, will you leave this matter to me?" Interrupting her and pinching her eyebrows seemed to be a little impatient. He stood up, saluted her, turned his head and withdrew.

Leave the concubine Li who is still thinking deeply...

Qi Che came out of the palace and wandered on the street. He seemed to see a familiar figure. He couldn't help but be happy and followed.

"Fuji Inn". Qi Che said softly, and without saying a word, he went in. Looking at the whole scene, he didn't find it, so he went to the second floor to look for it. Sure enough, the target person sat by the window.

It is said that Xi Xinmiao, dressed as a good man, sits by the window. This is where she often sits, and she likes the view here. Bing Ning stood behind him with a blank face like the image door god. The momentum was so scared that Xiao Er did not dare to get too close. They were told to sit down, but they didn't want to kill them. Forget it. The door god is the door god. The most important thing is to fill their stomachs.

When she was about to start with the fried dumplings on the plate, she suddenly felt a hot sight not far away. She was so uncomfortable that she put down her chopsticks and smiled at someone with resentment.

"It's you." With a forbearable anger.

"Heart, we are really predestined." With that, he walked up to her.

For his shameless approgation, not only her, but also the ice and shadow frowned.

She is used to hearing Shui Yihan call me Xin'er, but she is not used to saying the word "heart" from other people's mouths.

"You also called Xin'er!" I can't hear the joy and anger. "Also, when did I allow you to sit down?" He doesn't sell his face as a prince at all.

He didn't care at all and changed his normal situation. "Then what should I call you? Is there anyone else who calls you like that?" Suddenly staring at me, as if to see through her.

"It has nothing to do with you." Open your mouth coldly.

Qi Che shrugged his shoulders indifferently, looked at the fried dumplings on the table, and snapped his fingers, "Xiao Er, let's have a plate of fried dumplings." It looks extremely harmless.

Suddenly, there was a delicate female voice, "The minister Cheng Shishi has seen the seventh prince."

He looked up almost at the same time. He saw Cheng Shishi wearing a long pink dress and a light pink veil. Seeing him, the woman smiled, gentle and shy.

"Miss Cheng doesn't have to be polite." Qi Che answered lightly, gentle but not estranged.

"Won't the seventh prince invite Miss Cheng to sit down?" I put a fried dumpling with vinegar. Well, it tastes really good.

Qi Che knew that there were more and more eyes coming from outside. He glanced at someone with a calm face, and a smile flashed in his eyes, "Miss Cheng, if you don't mind, let's sit together." He deserves to be the flower protector. For beautiful women, he has always been very gentle.

After a few polites, Cheng Shishi's skirt swayed, and the lotus step was slightly raised. She sat in a position closer to Qi Che. She was already shy, and her petite face was more bright.

Xi Xin smiled and said, "Why did Miss Cheng appear in these messy places?" With intention.

Cheng Shishi is stuffed. He just happened to see the seventh prince on the street, so he followed him without hesitation. Now he is asked, how can he answer? In anxiety, he looked up to a pair of star-like eyes, joking.

How can you be so familiar with it? Seeing Bing Ning standing next to him, there was a sudden light in his mind and he exclaimed, "It's you, Miss Xi! The teenager that day was also you!" I suddenly realized.

"I remember it." Xi Xinmiao responded indifferently, hooked her lips, and stuffed another dumpling.

"Hey, did you see the dumplings?" Call out to the indifferent Qi.

Qi Che but smiled and didn't say anything. He didn't think he was disrespectful to someone. He has been used to it for a long time, hasn't he? Slowly picked up the chopsticks and picked one, and the movement was extremely elegant.

Looking at all this, Cheng Shishi was so surprised that she couldn't speak. How could Miss Xi be so disrespectful to the seventh prince? What's more strange is that the seventh prince didn't care at all, and his eyes were full of tenderness! Is their relationship so close to the field?

"Miss Xi, you." Although it is not specified. But the meaning is self-evident. It's all thought to be a kind reminder.

"You want to say that I don't have rules, right? There is no difference between kings and ministers, right? There is no demeanor, right?" Xi Xinmiao spoke for her like an uncertain prophet, and her tone was extremely flat and not in a hurry.

Cheng Shishi, who asked a series of questions, was speechless and shy, because she really thought so.

"Miss Xi, don't get me wrong, I'm just..." With the water in his eyes, tears have overflowed his eyes, which seems to be extremely wronged, which is pitiful and cherished.

"No way?" I shouted exaggeratedly, "Cry like this!" Am I the one who was questioned? Fortunately, the witnesses were all there, otherwise I would have thought I didn't pity Hua Xiyu and bullied you. He joked endlessly and sneered in his heart.

"Miss Xi, I..." She also wants to explain.

But someone is impatient because they have finished eating dumplings. He got up calmly and waved his hand. "It's okay. I'm joking with you." No more entanglement, he said without looking back, "Pack two more plates and take them away."

"Yes, young master." Ice condensation.

The group left, leaving space for them to be alone.

"The seventh prince, did you think Miss Xi was angry? I really didn't mean that." Cheng Shishi hurriedly explained to Qi Che for fear of leaving a bad impression. He twisted his handkerchief, bit his lips tightly, and his face turned a little pale.

"It's okay. She won't take it to heart. Miss Cheng doesn't have to blame herself." Qi Che comforted him, and his face twitched slightly. He seemed to want to laugh, but finally resisted. He didn't dare to say that she deliberately embarrassed Cheng Shishi and didn't know what was in her mind.

"That's good." Cheng Shishi whispered in a gentle voice, but at the moment when he lowered his head, the faint light in his eyes was a little unclear.