Chapter 1000 Consort, Look, the Princess Is a Fool (31)

"Princess."

When Lu Zhiyao came in, what he felt immediately was the tense atmosphere between Song Qian and Song Tan.

He naturally smiled, walked to Song Tan, took out a sachet from his arms, and handed it to Xia Ling.

The shoulders of the black robe were mostly wet by the rain, and Lu Zhiyao's hair at the temples was also wet, but when a man smiled, his gentle and pampering look was enough to make any woman in the world fall in love instantly. Jealous of this woman whom he treats tenderly.

Song Qian's eyes were glued to Lu Zhiyao's body, and she couldn't leave.

"Your son-in-law, you are here." Xia Ling was successfully rescued by Lu Zhiyao's arrival. She put the sachet in her palm, got up and went to the side to get a handkerchief, and helped Lu Zhiyao dry off the rain.

Her movements were clumsy and serious, as if she hadn't thought about it at all, Lu Zhiyao was so wet, she just asked him to change clothes.

A fool is a fool.

Disdain flashed across Song Qian's eyes.

"Sister, the son-in-law is getting wet, why don't you let him change his clothes?" She said with a smile.

Song Qian's soft voice was particularly annoying in this room.

Lu Zhiyao frowned calmly, as if he saw Song Qian here just now.

"I've seen Princess Fukang." He saluted calmly.

"Let's get back together." Song Qian coughed, "Consort Lu, you are sister Fuyu's son-in-law, so you are my brother-in-law. Sister Fuyu and I have a very good relationship, and concubine Lu doesn't have to see me."

Lu Zhiyao: "It is necessary to observe the etiquette."

Xia Ling stood beside him, still wiping Lu Zhiyao's shoulders with a handkerchief.

It's normal for a fool to not understand the world.

However, when Song Qian looked at Lu Zhiyao, she became happier the more she looked at him, and when she looked at Song Tan behind him, countless bubbles of jealousy surged in Song Qian's heart.

What's so good about Song Tan? If it wasn't for the concubine's own mother, how could she be a concubine like Lu Zhiyao if she was a fool.

This world is really unfair. Give her the identity of time travel, but don't give her a golden finger like a space.

Song Qian felt uncomfortable. In the room, Xia Ling didn't speak, and no one talked to Song Qian.

Lu Zhiyao turned around, bowed his head and whispered something to Xia Ling who was helping him wipe his clothes.

The husband and wife are harmonious and beautiful, Song Qian is like an outsider here.

"Sister, why is brother-in-law back in broad daylight?" Song Qian smiled and got up.

She didn't treat herself as an outsider at all, she got up and went to the side to pour a cup of tea for Lu Zhiyao.

"Brother-in-law, drink some tea to warm up."

The hot tea was served in front of Lu Zhiyao, with such an attentive behavior, Lu Zhiyao's eyes darkened.

"Thank you princess." He said flatly.

When Lu Zhiyao took the teacup, slightly cool fingers brushed across his palm.

Lu Zhiyao looked suddenly, and his eyes met Song Qian's deep, vaguely smiling eyes.

Lu Zhiyao just took the teacup, and he let go with a blank expression.

The teacup fell immediately, more than half of it soaked Song Qian's skirt, and the teacup was broken on the ground, splashing hot water.

Lu Zhiyao blocked a large area of ​​hot water in front of Xia Ling, while Song Qian screamed "Ah".

She was wearing a thin summer style, which couldn't stop the hot water at all, and most of it was poured on her lap, just like this cup of tea was poured directly on her lap.

Gasping for breath, Song Qian turned pale from the pain, and the maid helped her deal with it immediately, but her skirt couldn't be lifted, her leg must have been burned red, and it was hot and painful.