The first thousand and seventy-first chapters make rules
Zhao Changyuan looked at Gong Yueyue, who was getting stiffer in his arms, and said in embarrassment: "But what should I do, my beloved concubine? There is no time at this moment!" His tone seemed particularly urgent.
"Oh, by the way, there is a brocade quilt next to it. Wouldn't it be nice to add another brocade quilt to it?" Zhao Changyuan's tone was full of childish joy, and his hands and feet quickly covered Gong Yueyue with another brocade quilt.
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After that, Zhao Changyuan once again hugged Gong Yueyue's slender waist tightly.
Gong Yueyue felt that all the muscles in her body were tense, her eyes were tightly closed, and her breathing became rapid.
"Hey, why is my concubine still so cold? Oh, yes, this method is faster!" Zhao Changyuan ignored Gong Yueyue's mood at the moment, and divided Gong in two again.
The robe on Yueyue's body was taken off, leaving only the middle coat made of fine white cotton, hanging pitifully on Gong Yueyue's increasingly stiff body.
"Ah, my concubine's preferences are indeed different from others." Zhao Changyuan stroked Gong Yueyue's middle coat, while not forgetting to hug Gong Yueyue tightly to his warm chest, "Well, soft and thin
The white folded cloth feels good to the touch, no wonder my concubine likes it."
Zhao Changyuan, who had been talking to himself all the time, was like a cheap little bitch trying to please others. Gong Yueyue didn't know whether she was moved, or the method Zhao Changyuan said worked. It didn't take much, and her stiff body began to show signs of weakness.
In order to relieve the pain, I slowly relaxed and my breathing became much smoother.
When Zhao Changyuan saw this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He gently pressed Gong Yueyue's head to his chest, stroked the crow-green hair with one hand, and said: "...Hurry up and take a nap."
Well, there are still less than two hours before Sishi enters the palace, and I have to pay homage to the emperor and the empress later... I am still busy..." Zhao Changyuan said, and fell asleep first.
Gong Yueyue thought that Zhao Changyuan was pretending to sleep, so she waited for a while, but she was so tired and sleepy that she fell asleep in Zhao Changyuan's arms unknowingly.
But after she fell asleep, the corners of a certain king's mouth raised proudly above her head.
When Gong Yueyue woke up, it was already bright and there was no one in the empty dormitory. Zhao Changyuan beside him had already disappeared. Gong Yueyue stretched out and prepared to get up and wash up.
"Princess, have you gotten up? Your Highness asked the maid to help you dress and wash." Lan Hui opened the door and came in at the right time, holding a basin of steaming water in her hand.
Gong Yueyue frowned almost invisible: "Where is Xinhui? Are you lazy?" She didn't trust the Sixth Prince, so naturally she didn't want Lan Hui to serve her.
There was nothing strange about Lan Hui. She put down the copper washer and replied with a smile: "Back to the princess, Xinhui didn't close her eyes all night. She seemed worried about something. Your Highness said that she has the guards of the palace to guard her, but Xinhui
I just feel uneasy, no, as soon as I heard the noise, Xinhui went to the dining room to serve breakfast to the princess."
"That's it." Gong Yueyue glanced at Lan Hui suspiciously. Gong Yueyue guessed that Xinhui felt guilty because she was in danger last night, and as her personal maid, she happened not to be at the scene.
Because of my sinful mentality, I was so worried that I didn't sleep all night.
"The princess is smart and can see through it at a glance. Well, the maids have all been recruited." Lan Hui pouted reluctantly, "The maids also knew that they had taken Xinhui's job, but His Highness said, Xinhui
They couldn't change their words for a while, so they asked the maid to make a sample first and show it to Xinhui and the others. This is what His Highness ordered, and the maid had no choice but to do it."
Gong Yueyue laughed: "I didn't say anything, why is Lan Hui so anxious!"
"My maid dare not!" Lan Hui immediately knelt down in fear and was about to kowtow to apologize.
"Lan Hui should get up and answer, so I feel better." Gong Yueyue quickly stopped her.
"Promise, I obey!" Lan Hui understood the situation and immediately straightened up her upper body to reply, but she still knelt down.
Gong Yueyue knew that the Sixth Prince was asking Lan Hui to set some rules for her to see, so she did not stop her.
As expected, the rules had not yet been established. Lan Hui glanced at Gong Yueyue carefully and hesitated: "...Princess, Your Highness has ordered, Princess...in the future, you can no longer call yourself 'me' and...and eighth sister-in-law."
In front of the maids, it is better for the princess to be smooth... and speak more smoothly."
"Smooth? Is it formal?" Gong Yueyue raised her eyebrows and glanced at Lan Hui, "When it comes to smooth words, it's actually best to say that I am smooth. However, since His Highness has ordered so, I'll just do it in the future." She didn't want to.
Because of such a trivial matter, he went against the tyrannical Zhao Changyuan.
Lan Hui happily agreed and quickly helped Gong Yueyue get dressed and wash up.
After a while, Xinhui also walked into the dormitory carrying a food box, followed by Ning Yuan's mother.
Ning Yuan's mother took a few steps forward, bowed and saluted: "Happy Princess, I wish you the best of luck, Princess!"
Where does joy come from?
Gong Yueyue opened her doubtful watery eyes and froze quietly.
What kind of song is this? Could it be that Zhao Changyuan set rules for Ning Yuan’s mother?
Just as he was wondering, Zhao Changyuan opened the door and walked in, sweating, "Has the princess gotten up? Okay, you can go down now. Lan Hui will stay to serve the king and the princess."
Then he quickly came to the dining table and explained to Gong Yueyue: "A princess should look like a princess. Look, this rule has been established!"
Taking advantage of others' unpreparedness, Zhao Changyuan glanced at Gong Yueyue with his beautiful eyes.
Hearing this, Xinhui and Ning Yuan's mother bowed and walked backwards out of the dormitory. Ning Yuan's mother was okay, with a calm and taken-for-granted look on her face. Xinhui, on the other hand, looked frightened and uneasy, calling her Gong Yue.
Yue looked solid!
Gong Yueyue looked at Zhao Changyuan opposite the food table strangely.
Could it be that Xinhui offended the Sixth Prince, so she lost her job of serving her closely?
She doesn't believe Lan Hui's rhetoric about setting rules, and she won't naively think that just because Xin Hui was not present when the accident happened last night, Zhao Changyuan will look at Xin Hui differently and no longer use her. You know, Xin Hui
But her eighth sister-in-law Wu always had to use her as a personal maid. If there wasn't something really wrong, Xinhui would never have that fearful and uneasy expression.
Zhao Changyuan seemed to have seen through Gong Yueyue's thoughts, and gave her a sly look, but then said to him: "Oh, I made the princess laugh! The little king is really hungry, so he will use it first
You’ve eaten, and you can take a shower later.”
It means that he is sweating and has not washed himself, which is disrespectful.
Gong Yueyue looked at Zhao Changyuan, who was obviously sweating after exercise, and said nothing.
Zhao Changyuan turned around and told Lan Hui: "What are you still doing? Quickly put the meal on the table!" Lan Hui hurriedly put on the breakfast meal.
However, Zhao Changyuan ate ordinary breakfasts such as white porridge, biscuits, pickles, etc. with great joy, as if he had been hungry for several days without eating. When Gong Yueyue saw it, he couldn't help but murmured: "...this rule is not right.
Established? Sure enough, being a high-ranking official is overwhelming, but being a king or prime minister is stinky!" Although the volume was low, it was enough for Zhao Changyuan to hear clearly. (To be continued)