The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space

Chapter 1787: Chapter 1787: Seeking Forgiveness (4)

Glazed Palace.

Xiao Jin was sitting on the beauty couch stretching out her hand while the palace maid Liran was helping her with her nails.

Liluo came in and recounted the events that had occurred earlier in the East Palace.

”Really?” Xiao Jin’s eyes immediately lit up, ”Did he really vomit blood?”

Liluo nodded: ”That’s how the news came in from over there, and the bloody handkerchief is still with Concubine Feng.”

”Excellent.” Xiao Jin laughed immediately, but in moving, a piece of her nail broke.

”Spare me, madam.” Liluo was so frightened that she kneeled on the ground and kowtowed.

”Get up, it’s fine.” Xiao Jin, in a good mood, didn’t bother to hold it against her.

Liluo breathed a sigh of relief.

”Have someone keep a close watch, increase the dosage a bit more...”

”But madam, what if...” Liluo couldn’t help but feel astonished.

”No one can detect that drug.” Xiao Jin curved her lips, ”I just don’t want him to take that position; it’s not like I’m killing him...”

Liluo acknowledged, thinking to herself that continuing the medication would turn him into a cripple—it wasn’t much different from killing him. But she couldn’t persuade otherwise, since any attempt would be futile, so she just carried on.

”Also, that Yang Ruxin is pretty interesting, sending radishes...” Xiao Jin glanced at her now smoothly trimmed nails, ”Any news from Lun Yi?”

”No.” Liluo shook her head.

”Then get in touch with her to see what’s really happening at the General Residence...”

Yang Ruxin was unaware of the palace’s sordid affairs; at this moment, she was strutting flamboyantly towards Gu Qingheng: ”My lord, how does my walk look?”

Gu Qingheng spluttered tea everywhere; he had managed to make time in the afternoon to come see her, only to be met with such a surprise—not a pleasant one, but a shock.

”Gu Qingheng!” Yang Ruxin stood there, her forehead dripping with tea, frustration all over her face, and a tea leaf adorning the tip of her nose.

Beside them, Du Juan was laughing uncontrollably, having to turn away and exit to the door to contain her laughter.

”I’m sorry, Xinxin.” Seeing he had caused trouble, Gu Qingheng quickly stood up and grabbed a handkerchief, ”I didn’t do it on purpose, really... if you want, you can splash me back...” How could he not have held back? This mistake is absolutely unforgivable.

Yang Ruxin pouted: ”You don’t love me anymore.”

”No way, I love you, absolutely love you.” Gu Qingheng, instantly flustered, swore an oath, ”Really, Xinxin, please forgive me...”

In the end, seeing his wife’s relentless stance, Gu Qingheng had no choice but to pour a cup of tea on himself, then took his wife into the bathroom to prepare for a couple’s bath.

What was meant to be a romantic and pleasant event, but the outcome? It wasn’t long before Gu Qingheng ran out holding his nose.

”Hmph, that’s what you get for laughing!” Yang Ruxin, hands on her hips, triumphantly stuck her tongue out at Gu Qingheng’s awkward retreating figure.

Gu Qingheng felt bitter inside; his wife’s body had developed well, with curves in all the right places, and her skin was soft and smooth, so alluring to the touch, exuding a faint fragrance. To put it lightly, she was truly an enchanting creature.

However, the key point is, she hasn’t had her first period yet, which means she’s not fully mature, untouchable, at a time when his own desires were strong. So... you can imagine, if he didn’t leave, he’d surely go insane.

”Madam, aren’t you afraid the General might go out and lose control?” Du Juan couldn’t help but caution, ”By then, you’ll probably be in tears!”