The Lover’s Prattle - Chapter 32.1 - General Slag [3.1]
After procuring her chair and tea, Qingruo raised her teacup and watched He Weiwen elegantly drink his tea. She tentatively lifted the teacup’s lid, brought it to her lips, and then took a sip.
He Weiwen frowned, “Ms. Hu, you don’t like this tea?”
Qingruo’s mood was sour, and her expression was unpleasant, “I don’t want to drink it; the smell of blood is too strong.”
He Weiwen couldn’t understand why the noble ladies of Qindu were so stupid. The corners of his mouth twitched. Before he could speak, the lady sitting in the chair across from him had already gotten up and returned the tea to him. As she stood next to him, Qingruo said, “I’ll give this back to you.”
A servant received the teacup with a stoic face. While pinching her earlobes, she pouted, “I’m burning up.” Turning her head and looking at He Weiwen, Qingruo said with a strange look, “Don’t you think the blood smell is really strong?” Her tone of voice was as if she was asking if there was something wrong with his nose.
“…” He Weiwen took another sip of his tea and then passed it to a servant. He stood up to leave and said, “Send Miss Hu back.”
“I won’t go back.” Qingruo answered faster than the attendant and walked urgently to catch up to He Weiwen. She reached out and grabbed his arm, with her hand still warm and a little moist from holding the teacup
He Weiwen turned around and looked down at her, his gaze naturally falling on her little mouth. Choosing a pawn like her was probably a bad choice.
“He Weiwen, I won’t go back. I heard them say that they would give me medicine. I don’t want to be dumb.”
Her eyes were bright and dazzling. Everyone says that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and by looking at her eyes, she should have a pure heart.
He Weiwen shook his arm lightly and tried to loosen his arm from her grip. Qingruo added another arm to her grip and stuck on even more tightly, like a monkey on a branch.
“They won’t, you’re dumb enough.” If they feed her medicine, would it even work?
Her bright eyes shined with anger “Hey!” Her voice was half angry and half anxious, yet full of life. “I’m not stupid!”
Just as He Weiwen wanted to pull out his hand once again, Qingruo came even closer to him and looked up. She looked up at him with sincere eyes. “He Weiwen, I don’t want to go back, please?”
She softened her tone, but it was still pressing.
He Weiwen sighed. It was unclear whether such a future queen like this would become his problem or the emperor’s problem. He impatiently reminded her for the last time, “Miss Hu, you are the future queen. Act accordingly to your identity.”
If she continued to act impetuously and cling to him, she would no longer have any arms.
Qingruo let go of his hand. She didn’t only just let go, but she also shook his arm off with force. She tried to walk past him and knocked against an unprepared He Weiwen. SInce Qingruo was lighter than him, she had to take a step back in recoil.
Qingruo took two steps to leave, paused, and then turned back around. With a finger pointing at He Weiwen’s face, she said, “Fine, since you all want me to marry the emperor, I’ll marry him. When I do, though, I’ll help him defeat you all!” “
The fact that she could even threaten him at her intelligence level was really interesting to him. He kind of even wanted to encourage her. Thus, he smiled, nodded, and gestured towards her, “Let’s wait and see.”
Qingruo heaved, but she couldn’t think of a rebuttal. Her face was flushed, and her eyes widened. With a breath in her throat, her mouth closed slightly.
She looked at the other person who was smiling warmly and swung her sleeves. “Hmph, I’ll be going back now.”
She was wearing dark robes and her sleeves were wrapped very tight against her arms. Thus, she could not produce as much of a dramatic effect as she would have liked, but she was so angry that she left anyway.
He Weiwen listened to the sound of hard stomps fading away, and his smile immediately dropped. His eyes became gloomy with murderous intent.
His voice was cold, “Send a message to Hu Qingcheng: Don’t do anything stupid.”
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