Quick Transmigration: The Female Supporting Character is a Squeamish Bag

When she raised her head again, the empress's expression became tolerant and generous again, with all kinds of demeanor.

Su Qinghao was helped to the back, and the maids left one by one, she sat there in a daze.

It's over, it's over.

It's all over.

Su Min didn't let her adopt him, she is not the daughter of the Su family, so there is no way to marry the prince, let alone a concubine, she is not even qualified to be a concubine.

Of course, even if she was allowed to be a concubine, she, Su Qing, would not like it.

But, what should I do now, I just failed again.

The things the empress ordered were not accomplished.

Now she is completely an abandoned child in the empress's heart.

Thinking of Su Qinghao's eye sockets became moist again.

My heart was burning with anxiety, but there was nothing I could do.

"It's sunny."

Suddenly, a voice as gentle as water murmured.

Su Qinghao followed the voice and watched Mo Chengyang walk in from the outside.

"His Royal Highness."

As soon as Su Qing looked at her sweetheart, tears flowed down her cheeks, so pitiful.

Mo Chengyang strode forward, stretched out his hand and hugged Su Qinghao in his arms, watching the beauty cry, his heart throbbed with pain.

"I can't marry you, Your Highness."

Su Qing buried her face in his chest, crying so hard that she couldn't make a sound.

Mo Chengyang also mourned for a while, after all, she was his beloved woman, how to put it, it was still somewhat uncomfortable in his heart.

"I'll figure it out."

Mo Chengyang comforted her, and reached out to stroke her hair.

"I don't want to stay in the Su family anymore, I want to marry you quickly, even if it's just a humble concubine."

At the end of speaking, Su Qinghao's voice trembled and trembled, and she slowly raised her head, revealing her tear-stained face, making everyone look even more pitiful.

"Fool, how could I let you be my concubine? I'll discuss it with my mother later."

Mo Chengyang lowered his eyes and comforted him gently.

The crown princess lets the mother make the decision, and the side concubine can arrange one herself!

He is just such a beloved woman, he wants to stay by his side and love her well.

"Ok!"

Su Qing sounded like a mosquito, she buried her head in front of his chest again, and nodded.

The two talked softly again, and when the banquet was over, the empress returned.

Although the two separated in time, the Empress Empress looked at Su Qinghao's disheveled temples, and there was a hint of sharpness in her eyes.

This bitch.

"Empress Empress."

Su Qing made a salute, then stood on one side with her head bowed, without making a sound.

"Queen."

Mo Chengyang stepped forward, stretched out his hand to support the queen and sat down beside her.

"Drink tea."

Mo Chengyang took the teacup again and sent it up.

The queen lowered her eyebrows, held the tea in one hand, pinched the lid of the tea with the other, and gently slid on the teacup, her eyebrows were cold and thin.

"What's the matter with you, tell me!"

Mo Chengyang looked at Su Qinghao who was at the side, immediately lifted his robe, and knelt down on the ground with a plop.

"My queen, I want Qinghao to be my side concubine."

When the queen heard this, the sneer at the corner of her mouth froze for an instant, and she didn't move her hands.

"Pa-ta--", the cup of tea in his hand was also thrown to the side of Mo Chengyang's lap.

The teacup rolled far away.

"Yang'er, do you know what you're talking about?"

The queen's expression was cold, and the eyes she looked at Mo Chengyang were also full of disappointment.