Chapter 32 (1/2)

CHAPTER 32

Take You to the Street Scaring People

Jing Yue’s eyes widened after she finished hearing; this Imperial Consort was actually Xiao Chen’s former wife from his prior engagement that was arranged even before he was born.

O falling heaven a…… so interesting.

The main point was, this woman in the end unexpectedly married Xiao Chen’s brother, furthermore he was a thirty years old man, this……

Jing Yue’s eyes brightened in excitement staring at Yin Qiao; and then she asked: “This Consort G.o.ddess was originally which family’s eldest miss?” Yin Qiao went blank for a moment; staring at Jing Yue who looked like she wasn’t the least bit annoyed, suddenly Yin Qiao wrinkled her brows, baffled; was Huang Fei not angry at all?

“Consort G.o.ddess’ birth name was Fu RuoQing, the Imperial High Tutor Fu Yan’s daughter. Huang Fei, don’t be angry; all of this was a past matter; the person Ninth Huang Shu wants to marry now is you.” Yin Qiao slightly lifted her eyes, speaking with a consoling tone.

“Which one of your eyes sees me angry?” Jing Yue rolled her eyes, didn’t even care the slightest. Wasn’t it only a pair of former childhood sweethearts? There was nothing extraordinary about that.

“Huang Fei, you really aren’t angry? If you are angry, you have to let it out; don’t hold it in your heart and hurt your body.” Yin Qiao increasingly felt that Jing Yue was actually very angry but refused to say it out loud.

“I’m not angry!” Jing Yue speechlessly stared at Yin Qiao; looking at Yin Qiao’s face showing ‘You look, you actually are angry’ expression, Jing Yue powerlessly wailed in anguish. Letting Yin Qiao out of the room, Jing Yue kept rolling on the bed for a moment before standing up and decided to look at Yin Jian those guys.

Inside the courtyard, Yin Jian Yin Feng the two guys were lazily laying on the gra.s.s, licking their claws, seemed very contented. Suddenly heard sound of footsteps, their ears immediately p.r.i.c.ked up in caution; when they saw the one who walked in was Jing Yue, they immediately ran toward Jing Yue full with happiness.

“Haha….. It’s itchy…..” Yin Jian throw itself toward Jing Yue who then fell on the ground; that wet tongue was licking Jing Yue’s cheek, making Jing Yue avoided and pushed it away. Yin Feng was licking Jing Yue’s palm naughtily, causing Jing Yue to burst out laughing.