After Zhao Qingyan and his roommates walked out of the imperial palace, they found an excuse to let them leave first, and then quietly returned to the imperial palace alone.

"Miss Zhao, please follow me." Qiao Junxi seemed to have expected Zhao Qingyan to come back, so she specially asked Qian Xinghai to wait on the spot.

Zhao Qingyan followed Qian Xinghai into the elevator without hesitation.

After a while, Zhao Qingyan came to a luxurious room, and Qiao Junxi was sitting lazily on the sofa. It is conceivable that this is another hiding place for Qiao Junxi.

Zhao Qingyan walked in. The ground was covered with Australian wool blankets, and it was soft on it, as if walking in the clouds, feeling indescribable comfort.

"Please keep the news about what happened today, especially don't mention it to my fourth brother." If the family knew that she was slapped, it would be a big mess.

"Indeed, being regarded as a mistress is not a glorious thing." Qiao Junxi spoke with a sarcastic remark, which made Zhao Qingyan almost beat his chest and stamped his feet.

This is simply a misunderstanding, okay? But then I thought again, it was not right, "How did you know?"

Qiao Junxi didn't answer, but just looked quietly at half of her red and swollen face. She looked really miserable now, but she looked like she was indifferent.

In fact, when Zhao Qingyan entered the imperial palace, Qiao Junxi saw her. Later, Jiang Li left the box and his girlfriend came to him again. It was not difficult to guess the whole story.

When Qiao Junxi stared at her so straight, the other half of Zhao Qingyan's face turned red. Zhao Qingyan subconsciously reached out to block her face, but she accidentally touched the place where she was beaten, which made her scream on the spot.

Qiao Junxi's brow frowned slightly as her shout, her eyes suddenly darkened, and she said coldly, "Where is the person? In less than five minutes, let him get out forever!"

Zhao Qingyan was startled. He knew that he was in a bad mood at the moment and did not dare to leave for a moment, for fear of hindering his eyes. So he quickly stood up and said goodbye, "That... Since Brother Qiao San has something to do, I won't disturb you."

"Sit down!" Qiao Junxi's tone was slightly relieved, but Zhao Qingyan heard the scent of being undeniable. She just sat back obediently. To be honest, no one in the Zhao family talked to her in this "command" tone, because she has always been soft but hard.

"Young Master, he is here!" As soon as Qian Xinghai finished speaking, someone hurried in with the medicine box.

Mo Yan looked around and asked breathlessly, "Who is sick?" He and the four of them were all panting well in the room.

"I'm blind? I see that your doctor's rice has ended." Qiao Junxi said coldly and sarcastically, then pointed at Zhao Qingyan.

Zhao Qingyan realized that Qiao Junxi was looking for a doctor to check her injuries. She suddenly felt that Qiao Junxi was making a big deal and that the swelling would be reduced in two days.

Mo Yan finally noticed the strangeness on Zhao Qingyan's face, and his anger exploded instantly, "Just like this redness and swollen thing, I'm embarrassed to call the wound. You're calling me as if you were urging me to death! Qiao Junxi, can you respect my profession?" He thought someone was going to die.

"Finish it quickly, get out of here!" Qiao Junxi knew that he was talking too much nonsense and couldn't give him a good temper.
Chapter completed!