PDLP Chapter 197 Lack of tact
Chapter 197 Lack of tact
Mo Yan was sitting next to Jiang Qingyan, staring at the bruises on her feet with a worried expression.
Seeing this, everyone gathered around with concern, and before they knew it, Mo Yan was once again pushed aside by the crowd.
Suddenly, she was knocked off the couch. Mo Yan stumbled and almost fell to the ground, but Lin Zhijie caught her just in time.
After Mo Yan steadied herself, she slowly raised her eyes and met Lin Zhijie's bright eyes, and her heart couldn't help but beat faster.
I had only seen Lin Zhijie from afar a few times before, but this was the first time I had been so close to him, and I found him to be incredibly charming…
Lin Zhijie withdrew his hand from Mo Yan's arm and asked softly, "Miss Mo Yan, are you alright?"
Mo Yan inhaled the faint bamboo scent emanating from Lin Zhijie, momentarily lost in thought…
Lin Zhijie raised an eyebrow and asked again, "Miss Moyan, are you alright?"
Mo Yan stared adoringly at Lin Zhijie's alluring thin lips, blurting out, "I'm fine, I'm fine, if you're fine, just eat some plums..."
Lin Zhijie chuckled upon hearing this, "No wonder my husband and you get along so well. You two both like to say things that we don't usually understand."
Upon hearing the word "husband," Mo Yan finally snapped out of her daze.
No matter how good Lin Zhijie is, he can't compare to the emperor, who reigns supreme...
Whether it's looks or status, only the Emperor is the best in the world, and she must possess the best in the world!
Mo Yan withdrew her infatuated expression, straightened her clothes, took a step back, and said politely, "I'm fine, thank you, Consort Lin."
Lin Zhijie waved his hand, "No need to be so polite. We're old acquaintances. If you need any help in the palace in the future, just come to me."
Mo Yan smiled and nodded, then turned and squeezed into the crowd, returning to sit down beside Jiang Qingyan.
Suddenly, someone squeezed into the otherwise harmonious scene, and everyone looked at Mo Yan with displeasure, their eyes filled with undisguised disgust.
How can someone be so blind?
She was just enjoying time with her husband, what was she doing barging in like that?
Despite sensing the hostile gazes from everyone, Mo Yan remained unfazed and moved closer to Jiang Qingyan.
As long as you're not embarrassed, it's others who will be!
Surrounded by such a large group of people, Jiang Qingyan was breathless. She sighed and said, "Okay, I'm fine now. It doesn't hurt at all. Let's go eat!"
After saying that, he got up, put on his shoes, and strode to the table to sit down.
Mo Yan, still with that shameless attitude, followed Jiang Qingyan to the table and sat down next to her.
Mo Ting got up and walked to the table with Jiang Qingyan, so Mo Yan sat in Yi Luo's seat.
Seeing that his seat had been taken, he was filled with disbelief. He walked up to Mo Yan angrily and said unhappily, "Get out of the way, that's my seat!"
Mo Yan was startled by Yi Luo's reprimand, her eyes instantly reddening. She quickly stood up and apologized, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I didn't know this was your seat. I was just so worried about the Emperor's feet that I wanted to be closer to her so I could serve her food..."
Yi Luo rolled her eyes at her, walked straight to her seat and sat down. After picking up a piece of beef for Jiang Qingyan, she said coldly to Mo Yan, "We are all husbands' men at the table, and we will serve her the food ourselves. You don't need to bother."
After standing by the table and looking around, Mo Yan finally couldn't hold back anymore. Yes, this table full of handsome men were all the Emperor's men, and she was the only one without any official status...
Mo Yan couldn't hold back her tears and burst into sobs. She raised her arm to cover her eyes, turned around, and rushed out...
Jiang Qingyan called her name a few times, but couldn't stop her. She wanted to get up and chase after her, but her feet hurt so badly that she had to give up.
She turned to look at Yi Luo, frowning, and said, "Yi Luo, can you watch your words in the future? Mo Yan is a girl, not your rival in love. Why are you so hostile towards her? Look, such a beautiful girl, and you've made her cry!"
Yi Luo pouted and said aggrievedly, "My husband never scolded me like this before. He even said she wasn't my rival in love. She's clearly here to compete for my affections!"
Jiang Qingyan sighed and rubbed her forehead. Oh well, seeing Yi Luo's pitiful look, she felt sorry for him too.
Jiang Qingyan reached out and picked up a piece of green vegetable, placing it in Yiluo's bowl. She said softly, "Okay, baby, I was being rude just now. Don't be angry. Let's eat."
Seeing that her husband still cared about her, Yi Luo's grievances vanished instantly. He smiled and said, "Since your apology was so sincere, I'll forgive you!"
After breakfast, Jiang Qingyan originally wanted to go to Zhenxiang Palace to see Mo Yan, but was stopped by Mo Ting.
He wrapped his arm around Jiang Qingyan's waist, like a greedy kitten, nuzzling her shoulder with his nose, and murmured, "Husband, I missed you..."
Jiang Qingyan felt ticklish from his rubbing, and instantly forgot everything else. She wrapped her arms around Mo Ting's neck and said ambiguously, "Do you want to ease your longing?"
Mo Ting curled his lips into a smile and leaned down to kiss him...
Outside the Zhenxiang Palace, Mo Yan was squatting at the door, sobbing.
She had carefully chosen that spot, so that as soon as Jiang Qingyan walked over, she would see her pitiful appearance and feel sorry for her...
Just then, a clear, cold male voice suddenly rang out…