Yang Kang was naked from the waist up, holding his chin and looking out the window blankly.
The clothes and crown that he had not learned how to wear for several days in a row were left all over the floor.
The cicadas in the yard were making noisy noises, which made him upset at the moment.
"God, how did I offend you? Ah?!
!”
"Okay, I admit it - I am a younger brother, so why don't you send me back, please -"
Yang Kang suddenly shouted nervously.
The shouting was almost deafening, but there was no lightning or thunder.
Because God doesn't want to pay attention to him at all.
The cicadas chirped as usual, and the old black dog lying under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree twitched his ears, turned over, and continued to sleep.
After a while, Yang Kang sat down again. In fact, he was really not a younger brother.
Before time travel, he was a promising military logistics elite who had just graduated from the National University of Defense Technology. He just took a nap in the dormitory, and his soul inexplicably passed through the body of this 17-year-old Jin Kingdom royal boy named Wan Yankang.
People in the mansion call him the young prince.
It only has one more character than his nickname "Xiao Ye" on WeChat and QQ, but his popularity has increased countless times.
It's a pity that in this ancient society where there is no air conditioning, no computers, no Internet and mobile phones, no DY and female Internet celebrities, and no one can understand even a joke, life always feels so boring.
However, comfort is not without...
First of all, the so-called golden finger, which is standard for time travel, he discovered right away that clairvoyance - a small skill that could not be used to do anything big in ancient times, was obviously not as effective as mind reading.
There is also a 25-year mortgage loan owed to the bank, which he will never have to repay, truly, completely, and forever. The third-tier city where he lives began to fall six months after buying the house, and it had fallen by more than 50% before he traveled.
I remembered the scene when I begged the bank manager in a low voice to approve the loan, and the other person held the red envelope he secretly stuffed with two fingers, but had a look of disgust on his face, and I suddenly felt a little relieved.
I’ll give you that shabby house, Mr. Manager!
I finally feel better...
Damn!
"If you can't chase your dream, just change it to another dream..."
He had just hummed Jay Chou's "The Fragrance of Rice" and before he could think of the subsequent lyrics, he heard a soft creak of the door and someone came in. He turned around and saw two young and beautiful maids in front of him.
Hou Di walked in.
The one wearing red, with a graceful figure, almond-shaped eyes and peach cheeks, looks about seventeen or eighteen years old, holding a bunch of neatly folded brand new robes and crowns in his hands.
The other one is green, has not yet grown hair, has a little baby fat on his oval face, and is holding a basin of water.
Yes, they are all personal maids in his room.
The red clothes are snowy and the green clothes have tassels.
The colors are red and green, and they are extremely enchanting. He feels that these two girls don’t need to be deliberately packaged. Either one of them will be a hit in terms of live broadcast.
Xue Qing turned around and closed the door, then carefully placed the robe she was holding on the red sandalwood table in front of the couch.
Then he glanced at Yang Kang, who was sitting there with his upper body naked and carefree. Two blushes appeared on his pretty face, but he still walked forward calmly and generously, picked up the messy clothes on the ground one by one, and put them on his side to cover his face.
He stood on the fur-covered bench, then picked up the sweat towel in the tassel basin, poured out the water, and carefully wiped his master's face and body.
"Qing'er, it's too hot today. I'm covered in stinky sweat every now and then. Why don't you tell my mother, just say...I feel uncomfortable everywhere and can't get out of bed...is that okay?"
Yang Kang enjoyed Xue Qing's tenderness and delicateness while giving her a wink.
"My servant dare not lie to the princess."
Xue Qing did not stop her hands, and replied with a smile: "The young master fell into a coma a few days ago. The princess took care of her day and night. She went to Anguo Temple several times to burn incense and chant sutras. Fortunately, with the blessing of the Buddha, the young prince was safe and sound. It was time to accompany the princess back to the temple.
It’s just a wish to be fulfilled.”
Little Liusu also echoed crisply: "Master, you can't forget the kindness of Buddha after you recover!"
I can rise to the height of morality even if I worship Buddha. Ancient people, haha... Yang Kang sighed.
It was a dead-end chat today.
Although he was full of complaints and muttered words that the girls could not understand, his body cooperated obediently, stretching his arms, bending down, twisting his hips, raising his legs, doing three circles to the left, three circles to the right...
No way!
Ancient people's clothes had two or three layers inside and outside, long ones, short ones, inner ones and outer ones, thick ones and thin ones. Each had its own way of wearing it. Even the belt had several ways to tie it. If you get it wrong, you would make a fool of yourself.
So much so that nowadays, washing and changing clothes for nobles is really a complex project, with many rules, including teeth cleaning, hand washing, facial cleansing, hair combing, dressing, lacing, and crowning... The whole process takes at least a cup of tea to complete.
Finally, I washed and dressed neatly and went to take a photo in front of the bronze mirror.
The one she was holding was a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth. He had a really good skin, and of course his family background was even better.
A real little prince, well-dressed and well-fed, with a horde of servants who respond to every call.
Well, after completing the psychological construction, from now on, he will be the young prince Wan Yankan!
Wanyan Kang whistled with satisfaction.
As soon as the whistle sounded, there was movement overhead.
A gold birdcage covered with blue silk is hanging below the beam.
Wanyan Kang walked over and pulled off the blue silk. When a Celebes white parrot saw the light, it jumped up and down in the cage excitedly, shouting: "Gah, gah."
Wanyan Kang curled his lips, snapped his fingers at the white parrot, and corrected him with a thick nasal voice: "NO, say Hello!"
The white parrot became more and more excited, fluttering its wings and jumping up and down, scattering three or two fluffs floating in the air, "Gah! Karma!"
"Stupid bird!"
Wanyan Kang rolled his eyes and waved behind him.
Xue Qing understood, and with a slight smile, she took out a paper bag from her arms and handed it to him.
Wan Yankan opened the oil paper bag that still contained body temperature and poured all the corn grains inside into the birdcage trough.
The rice grains had been soaked in wine all night and warmed by the girl's body fragrance all morning. They were all soft and tender, and smelled fragrant.
Xue Qing also walked around to the other side of the birdcage, stood on tiptoes, and poured water into the sink with a tall silver wine cup.
The dappled sunlight penetrated the carved screen window and hit her exquisite and delicate body.
Wanyan Kang moved his gaze up and down intensely, and some strange feelings gradually arose in his lower body. At this moment, a hoarse voice of a housekeeper suddenly came from the door: "My little prince, the princess has arrived at the house!"
Disappointing!
Wanyan Kang pouted and reluctantly walked out of the room, Xue Qing and Liusu quickly followed.
Unexpectedly, the young master suddenly stopped, glanced at the two of them, and said seriously: "My mother has no shortage of people to take care of her. You two should not go. It's not good to have a heatstroke. Especially Qing'er's health has been inconvenient recently.
Let’s all have a good rest.”
"But Master..."
Before Xue Qing could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Wan Yankan who replied, "No more, remember to take good care of Xiao Bai." By the time she chased her out of the room, the latter had already slipped out of sight.
After a while, Liusu finally reacted, and his big watery eyes suddenly widened: "Sister Qing'er, how did the young master know that you were not feeling well? Could it be that last night..."
Xue Qing's pretty face flushed, and she subconsciously closed her long legs together. She found that the menstrual cloth inside was still there, and she felt a little relieved.
Realizing that Liusu's curious eyes were wandering around his lower abdomen, he couldn't help but stamp his feet and said angrily: "It's nothing, don't talk nonsense, be careful if word gets out that the princess slaps your mouth!"
The princess doesn’t know how to hit people, but you, you have been blushing when you see the young master these days...
Liusu pouted and muttered softly.
Xue Qing ignored her, her heart was beating like a rabbit but she was full of doubts. How did the young master know that he was menstruating?
On the other side, the young prince, leaving behind his two maids, was striding straight to the door of the mansion in a flurry of clothes.
Although the journey lasted only three days, and it was difficult to enter and leave the palace due to "recovering from a serious illness", I still walked around the palace at will, and the general direction was still clear.
This Prince Zhao Mansion, which occupies an unknown number of acres, has several courtyards, numerous palaces and pavilions, each linked by a corridor, with pink walls and red tiles, and green willows hanging all around.
Once you enter Houmen, you will feel as deep as the sea. The ancient saying is really not a fiction.
If we had such a large set of courtyards in a prime location in Beijing in later generations, would it be worth tens of billions?
Along the way, maids, servants, servants or guards passed by in groups from time to time, and many of them fell to their knees on the spot.
Wanyan Kang turned a blind eye to them all.
At first he really couldn't bear this, and he quickly helped someone up when he saw him kneeling down, but he was filled with fear and fear, and in the end he felt tired.
I won't care anymore.
Fortunately, the two close girls, Xue Qing Liusu, have become familiar with each other in a few days and are not as fearful as others, otherwise it would be too boring.
The other party must also feel that he has changed a lot, but it should be that after his serious illness, because of the blessing of the Buddha, his character has changed from being naughty to mature, right?
Make up your own mind and save yourself from wasting your words.
After walking like this for about seven or eight minutes, we finally stepped out of the long-awaited main entrance of the palace.
In front of the gate of the mansion, dozens of healthy servants and military men looked solemn, guarding a magnificent sedan embroidered with gold and red cloth.
On each side of the sedan stood a maid in a green skirt.
When all the servants saw him, they all bowed to him and said, "I have seen the young prince!"
Then a snow-white hand stretched out from the car, lifted up the thin curtain with tassels and embroidered peony patterns, revealing a beautiful middle-aged woman wearing a white silk skirt inside, and smiled and waved towards Wanyan.
trick.
Wanyan Kang didn't stop walking, stepped forward and bowed politely: "Mother, you've been waiting for a long time."