C13 When I Think about My Old Concubine (1/2)

The two of them looked at each other with cold eyes for a moment. Then, they quickly stood up.

Meng Zixian lowered her voice and waved at him, ”Leave quickly, I don't want to lose my head at such a young age. If the Emperor discovers that I'm a man, we're both going to die.”

Song Que looked around and was about to get out through the window, but Meng Zian grabbed his clothes.

Meng Zixian's face was serious, and his face was filled with anxiety.

”This isn't Jingfei's courtyard. There aren't any extra rooms in my courtyard that block the windows. If you flip through them, you'll be seen by the people outside.”

Song Que's eyes became serious. He had done a lot of calculations, but he didn't expect Meng Zixian to come here and take a look. He also didn't expect that a deserted wife like her would have people coming to visit.

While the two were getting anxious, Meng Zixian had a flash of inspiration. She pulled Song Que over and pressed him under the bed: ”You get in.”

”How can I, a man, hide under a woman's bed?” As soon as Song Que's arrogant bones came out, Meng Zixian rolled his eyes.

”Sir, if you don't want to hide under this bed, then if I were to be found out of my private meeting with another man, I will also reveal Jingfei. If worst comes to worst, we will all die together.”

After being stabbed, Song Que's eyes showed a vicious look. He stared at Meng Zixian's ”what can you do” expression and stayed in a stalemate for a long time.

In the end, he waved his sleeve and took the robe back from Meng Zian. He then walked under the bed with big steps.

Meng Zixian walked over, pulled down the bed sheet, and then put down the curtain. Right at this moment, the commotion outside became even more obvious.

The door was pushed open with a loud bang, and a man wearing a golden python robe walked in with a lewd smile on his face.

Meng Zixian turned around and couldn't help but tighten her fists. She pulled them back into her sleeves, clenched her teeth, and looked at the man who barged in.

Although she had never seen the emperor Gu Jingyuan in Dongsheng before, but at this moment, Meng Zixian could instinctively match the fat man in front of her with the description of the emperor in the book.

”Chenqie pays her respects to Your Imperial Majesty.”

According to the customs of the ancients, Meng Zixian's legs bent and she quickly kneeled on the ground. Her knees hit the cold concrete floor, causing her to grimace in pain.

Back in her day, she only needed to bow her head in respect. There was no need to kneel if she didn't commit a crime.

”I didn't even know that there was a concubine here. When did she come to the palace?” What was his name? For what reason? ”

Gu Jingyuan had a round belly and a face full of disdain. He reached out and covered his mouth. The room was just a bit simple and crude, but he put on an expression as if he had seen the dirt.

Glancing at Meng Zixian, who was kneeling on the ground without saying a word, Gu Jingyuan frowned, ”I'm asking you a question.”