Chapter 1763 The ruthless mother of the empress (54)

   Although her father was only a small nobleman with a modest background, he was an imperial businessman. Even though the empress, the mother emperor, did not dote on her much, her father adored her very much and gave her a lot of money every month.

  In Yuan Jiaqin's opinion, apart from having a good background, she has no personal advantages. At most, she has some money. If she can use this money to buy something for Qi Lang and make Qi Lang happy, then she is also very happy. Maybe Qi Lang would accept her for the sake of her willingness to spend money for him?

  Although she thinks this possibility is very small, after all, Qi Lang's character is very clean, and he doesn't want to be contaminated with copper odor, but what if?

Yuan Jiaqin rarely sees Qi Lang. The auctions held in Baoshu Studio every month are one of the few opportunities for her to see Qi Lang regularly. On weekdays, she can only send Xiaoluzi to the gate of Qi Mansion to guard it. .

   "Hurry up." Yuan Jiaqin kept urging along the way. It had been more than 20 days since the last time she saw Qi Lang, and she missed Qi Lang very much.

   Just then, a loud noise came from the front.

   "Your father sold you to me, you must come with me today."

   "Quick, take him back, wash him clean and send him to my bed."

  In the past, Yuan Jiaqin, who likes to join in the fun, will definitely be interested in the previous things, but now she is anxious to see Qi Lang, where is there time for gossip.

  I didn't expect that a person suddenly rushed out from the front and hit her like this, knocking her whole body to the ground.

  Yuan Jiaqin fell down, but it didn't hurt too much, because after the person bumped over and realized that he had knocked her down, he hugged her waist, and the person put the pad underneath.

  Yuan Jiaqin lay on the person and could feel the warmth coming from the person. The next second, she noticed a softness on her lips.

   She opened her eyes, and the first thing that caught her eye was a pair of clear and lingering eyes, as bright as the snow that had just melted on the Tianshan Mountains, the shape was like peach petals, and it contained a kind of affection that seemed to exist or not.

   Being stared at by such a pair of eyes, Yuan Jiaqin's heart beat violently.

   When she realized that she was kissing the blushing thin lips of the little boy below her, her eyes widened and her breathing was short.

   "Miss...Miss, how are you?" Du Juan and Xiaoluzi exclaimed and immediately helped her up.

  Yuan Jiaqin climbed up from the young master's body one step ahead of them, his face flushed.

  The little boy also got up, his crescent-white clothes were a little messy, his fair and handsome face was as red as an apple, and he shyly looked at Yuan Jiaqin with his small eyes.

   "That..." Yuan Jiaqin just wanted to say something.

The next second, the young master seemed to have seen something terrifying and immediately hid behind her, with a desolate tone, pleading: "This kind lady, please save me. Cha Cha will definitely repay you. ."

  The little son hid behind Yuan Jiaqin, holding her clothes with his hands, his eyes were pitiful, as if Yuan Jiaqin was the only life-saving straw he could catch.

  Yuan Jiaqin will also see a few servants with sticks, headed by a woman in her thirties with a big shoulder and a round waist, with a pair of eyes fixed on the boy behind her.

   "What's going on?" Yuan Jiaqin asked.

  The woman looked Yuan Jiaqin up and down, and said in a rather cross tone: "Why, do you care?"

   Soon, Yuan Jiaqin knew what happened.

   (end of this chapter)