After the Divorce, I Was Spoiled By the Prince

   Chapter 445 is the whole of his life

   Qin Zhao felt that His Royal Highness, who was still busy with political affairs, was more cute, and he came to torture her whenever he had time.

   Or like the sachets she made are fake, and he took pleasure in torturing her.

   Seeing Qin Zhao's clumsy appearance of making a sachet, this box of Baoyu was anxious: "Liangdi is not good at being a girl, why don't you come as a servant girl?"

Qin Zhao quietly looked at Uncle Xiao, who was drinking tea and watching a play calmly beside her. She felt uneasy: "Since it is a birthday gift for His Royal Highness, of course, it has to be sincere. I embroidered by myself are valuable, you can do it yourself. Help me with what?"

   Xiao Ce didn't seem to feel sorry for her at all.

  Baoyu watched Qin Zhao's pink and tender fingertips get stabbed once, and hurriedly said, "Then the servant girl will help Liang Di wrap up first."

  Just like that, at Baoyu's insistence, Qin Zhao's fingers were wrapped into small dumplings.

  After Baoyu backed away contentedly, Qin Zhao deliberately handed his finger to Xiao Ce: "Your Highness, today's concubine is injured, so I can't continue making sachets, why don't I continue tomorrow."

   The next moment, Xiao Ce untied the "little zongzi" in Qin Zhao's hand: "Can we continue?"

   Qin Zhao deeply felt that it would take the next life to let Xiao Ce learn to pity Xiangxiyu? This life is unlikely.

   "Yes." Qin Zhao turned his back to Xiao Ce and rolled his eyes to express his dissatisfaction.

  Why do you want her to be a female celebrity? Might as well let her write it down.

  Qin Zhao worked very hard to sew sachets. Although he had no talent, he did his best. After two days, some results came out.

   Xiao Ce didn't go anywhere for the past two days. During the day, he supervised her to make sachets. The beautiful name was because she was afraid that she would be lazy and wouldn't be able to do it on his birthday; but at night, she worked even harder. The hard work is of course the hard work of serving the bed. Xiao Ce said that it was to reward her for her hard work in preparing a birthday present for him.

   In the end, she was the one who died of exhaustion, but he was the one who was cool.

   On the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, Qin Zhao finally made the sachet.

   She herself was quite satisfied. At this time, Xiao Ce did not continue to supervise her. After all, when the finished product came out, it was given to him as a birthday present. Now, what's the point of showing it to him?

   Of course, this thing is not necessarily mysterious.

   "Congratulations, Liangdi finally prepared this birthday gift years ago." Baozhu was also very happy, because she didn't have to listen to Liangdi's sigh.

   This time, Liang Di has done a lot of work. Although the embroidery maid in the palace is not necessarily exquisite and beautiful, it is better than doing it with sincerity, and she thinks it is not bad.

  Liangdi is just lazy on weekdays and unwilling to do it. Really want to do it, but it won't be sloppy.

   As Liang Di said, you must do your best to do it, no matter if you do it well or not.

  Qin Zhao shook his sore neck, "I think Xiu Niang is too great now. Doing such a hard thing every day, if it were me, I would have collapsed long ago. It's better to be a scholar."

   "The slave maid helps Liang Di massage." Baozhu immediately stood behind Qin Zhao and massaged her neck.

  While Qin Zhao was enjoying it, Baoyu came in and said, "The Qin family has sent a letter, do you want Liangdi to see it?"

   Qin Zhao remembered what happened in the ancestral hall that day, and his heart was still uncomfortable.

   She was too angry that day to set fire to the ancestral hall. After so many years of Zhou's death, Xu's occupied Zhou's position not to mention, and also killed Zhou's daughter, and finally even Zhou's spiritual card could not be accommodated.

  Since Zhou's spiritual tablets are gone, then all the tablets of the ancestors of the Qin family will be destroyed, she thought at the time.

   "Give it to me." Qin Zhao said to Baoyu.

   Baoyu then handed the letter to Qin Zhao.

   Qin Zhao roughly read the content of the letter, which was nothing more than Xu's confession, and asked her to show mercy and not bother with her ignorant woman.

   "So Mr. Xu was afraid that I would wait for an opportunity to take revenge!" Qin Zhao sneered and hooked his lips.

   A person like Mrs. Xu is so proud of himself, how could he easily bow his head to her?

   Xu Shi would suddenly repent to her, but it was because Xiao Ce was behind her.

   "Of course, that day Liangdi suddenly fell into a coma in the ancestral hall, which frightened His Royal Highness. His Royal Highness said at the time that if Liangdi had three strengths and two weaknesses, all Qin family members would be buried with them!" It was Baozhu who spoke.

   Qin Zhao was taken aback: "Are you sure this is what His Royal Highness said?"

   The Xiao Ce she knew wouldn't get angry over a woman, and he was the crown prince, how could he say such cruel words?

   "How dare the slave maid make such a joke? It's true, this is indeed what His Royal Highness said." Baozhu also remembered the expression on His Royal Highness's angry expression, as if Liang Di was the whole of his life.

   Qin Zhao fell silent.

  She knew what kind of temperament Xiao Ce was. He cares about Daqi, the fortune of the country, and the common people, but he doesn't care about women.

   But he would say such indecent words for her, which is not his temperament at all.

   "His Royal Highness cares about Liangdi, and this is a good thing." Seeing that Qin Zhao did not speak, Baoyu was not as happy as they thought, and was a little puzzled.

   "It may be good for me, but it may not be good for His Royal Highness." Qin Zhao did not bother himself.

   It can only be said that Xiao Ce in this life finally puts her in a very important position, which is her honor.

  Xiao Ce valued her, and she must put the overall situation first in everything, and she should not make him embarrassed.

  Qin Zhao was rarely able to walk around in Mochizuki because he had prepared the sachet.

   She deliberately walked to the vicinity of Tingfengxuan, and heard the green core in Tingfengxuan complaining: "His Royal Highness is also true, there are so many beauties in the East Palace, don't you get tired of looking at Qin Liangdi's face all day long?"

   On weekdays, His Royal Highness is busy and has no time to walk around in the backyard of the East Palace. Now, I finally hope that His Royal Highness will rest during the New Year's Day, but His Royal Highness is lingering in Mochizuki House day and night. How can other beauties in the East Palace have a way to survive?

   "That's why Qin Liangdi can't keep it, so he has to find a way to get rid of it." Li Chenghui felt the same way, and gradually lost his patience: "You find an opportunity to explore Nian Su's tone. Forget it, let's go now."

   Green Core got the order, and immediately left Tingfengxuan and went to the main hall.

  Qin Zhao stood in a place with an excellent line of sight, watching Lu Xin go away, her lips curved slightly: "I haven't been to the main hall for a few days, let's go for a walk too."

   By the way, listen to the conversation between Lu Xin and Nian Su.

   Baozhu didn't know Qin Zhao's plan, thinking that his master was going to see His Royal Highness, of course there was no objection.

   Who knows that after Liangdi entered the main hall, she did not go to see His Royal Highness, but instead wandered in the main hall.

   Qin Zhao walked for a while and heard the conversation between Niansu and Lu Xin, and she was still some distance away from Lu Xin and Niansu.

   For the first time, she felt that her hearing had become good, which made her like a god, and it was easy to steal the sound.

  Just like that, she naturally acted in a sensible way. I can't blame her either. It was Lu Xin and Nian Su who spoke too loudly and ran into her ears on their own initiative. Who could blame?

   (end of this chapter)