"That's good." Yan Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to cover Shu's messy temples, and whispered, "Okay, it's time to get up."
Although the hungover Yue Wangshu didn't feel dizzy or headache, he felt lazy all over and was very attached to the high bed and soft pillow.
Yan Zheng smiled and shook his head, and did not force her. He just said: "Then I will go change clothes first."
With that said, he lifted up the quilt and was about to lie down.
At this moment, Yue Wangshu seemed to see an incredible sight, "Hey, wait a minute!"
"What's wrong?" His Majesty the Emperor just got out of bed. Although he was not "undressed", he was still close. He was only wearing a pair of calf-nosed trousers - they looked like a pair of boxer shorts.
Yan Zheng looked down at himself, his eyes fell on the scar on his chest, and he immediately smiled: "It doesn't matter anymore, even the scar has faded a lot." qδ
That's not what I'm surprised about!
How big a scar can an arrow wound leave? And it’s been so many years!
What really surprised Yue Wangshu was the emperor's figure!
Let me tell you, is it true or false?
He actually has muscles!
Although the chest muscles are not very big, they are indeed there! Although the abdominal muscles are not clearly defined, they are clearly visible and are in excellent shape!
Yue Wangshu couldn't help but stepped forward and poked it. It was not very hard, but very elastic!
"Really or not? When did you practice it?" Yue Wangshu was so surprised that his eyes widened.
Yan Zheng was stunned for a moment, then his eyes turned into a smile: "Wang Shu suggested that I practice martial arts to strengthen my body." As he said that, he had already taken the belly cradle from the hanger.
The so-called bellyband looks similar to a bellyband, but it's a men's version.
Yes, in this era, men also wore suspenders, which were tied at the back of the neck and at the waist, leaving the entire back exposed.
"Help me tie it up." Yan Zheng turned around and said.
"Oh." Yue Wangshu tied a bow on His Majesty's waist in just a few seconds. Ah, I'm sorry, it's purely a personal habit.
Fortunately, Yan Zheng's eyes didn't grow to the back of his head, so he couldn't notice them. He put on his middle coat and trousers - and with these two, he was finally not exposed.
Only then did Yan Zheng call someone in to help him change his clothes.
Yue Wangshu couldn't help but lamented that the emperor didn't have clothes to hold out his hands and food to open his mouth, but at least he knew how to wear a middle coat and trousers.
If he were in the Yanqing Hall, Yan Zheng would naturally not have this habit. But here in Wangshu, the people who serve him are all palace maids, and Yan Zheng can't help but feel a little like a man in the melon field.
The imperial eunuch and several palace maids then filed in. First, they brought toiletries to help the emperor wash his face and brush his teeth, and then continued to dress. First, there was a skirt, about the length of the calf, and the style was somewhat similar to a horse-faced skirt.
, but it’s white, the same color as the middle coat and trousers, and it’s obviously a base layer.
Yes, it was perfectly normal for men to wear skirts in ancient times.
Then there is a light blue pintuck lining.
The so-called Tieli is actually an imported product from Yuan and Mongolia, which is translated into Chinese as a pleated robe.
The upper half of this "sticky" piece is a cross-collared coat, and the lower half is a skirt with fine pleats.
That's right, another skirt, it can be considered a dress.
This was not the end yet. Next, the Chief Manager Zhang Ji personally served His Majesty the Emperor and put him into a lake blue pleated gown.
Then, there is an apricot gold woven dragon round collar robe - finally seeing a familiar piece of clothing!
Men's attire in this era was mostly robes with round collars and wide sleeves. The so-called official uniforms and public uniforms were also of this style, but they had more patches.
Finally, put on a big hat, tie a nine-ring belt, and wear Liuhe boots, and then the order is finally completed.
Yue Wangshu counted silently: belly hug, middle coat, lining, long gown, robe - five layers!
When the weather gets colder, you can add a cloak outside to keep out the cold.
The clothes of the ancients were cumbersome - of course, this had to be a wealthy family, as poor families did not pay so much attention.
Just thinking about this, Your Majesty the Emperor
Next, he was still taking care of his sleeves and said with dignity: "Go and help your concubine to change her clothes."
Yue Wangshu:??I have no intention of getting up!
However, the palace maids Jin Gui and Ginkgo have already brought up the middle coat and trousers.
At this time, Yue Wangshu was only wearing a pomegranate red main waist. The so-called main waist looked like a suspender top without suspenders. There were several buckles in front of the body. Compared with the belly hug, it was hard to say which one was exposed.
Much more.
In the autumn, it was somewhat cool outside the bed. Yue Wangshu hurriedly put on his clothes and stretched out his hands. Then he carefully selected the clothes outside.
Women's clothing in this era was similar to that of the Ming Dynasty, with jackets and skirts, and the styles were quite rich. There were all kinds of jackets, shirts, jackets, and coats. Most of the skirts were horse-faced skirts. In addition, there were also cloaks and cloaks.
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Yue Wangshu chose a begonia red straight-collared blouse and a dark purple persimmon pattern horse-faced skirt, and spent half an hour dressing up. Unexpectedly, His Majesty the Emperor sat aside and drank tea with great interest.
Not the slightest hint of impatience.
Yan Zheng raised his hand and straightened his eyes at the ruby ruyi hairpin beside his temples, "Only wealth and prosperity can match you better."
Look at the box of jewelry on the dressing table, which contains a complete set of gold silk hair and face. Needless to say, the emperor must have asked someone to fetch it.
Of course, Yue Wangshu did not have the noble sentiment to regard money as dirt.
Gold is beautiful, rubies are even more beautiful.
The emperor's sugar-coated bullets can still corrode people's hearts.
Yan Zheng suddenly asked again: "Where is the bracelet that the concubine gave you?"
Yue Wangshu said: "Put it away."
As soon as she finished speaking, the palace maid Jin Gui took out a big red brocade box from the drawer, opened it quickly, and presented it with both hands.
Yan Zheng smiled as he personally put the engraved bracelet on Yue Wangshu's wrist.
This bracelet is naturally beautiful and tight, but as he looked at it, Yue Wangshu couldn't help but think about the concubine Gui's birth... But then he thought about it, Concubine Lan and Fang Jieyu were about to give birth, and the emperor was not short of children now.
Got it!
Yue Wangshu pursed his lips and said, "I'm a little hungry, please pass on breakfast."
Perhaps it would be more appropriate to say lunch.
"Okay!" Yan Zheng nodded happily, then held her hand and walked together to the flower hall in the front hall.
After having breakfast and lunch together, Yan Zheng whispered: "I'll come back in the evening."
Yue Wangshu was speechless for three seconds: As long as you are not afraid of kidney deficiency.
Suddenly, I couldn't help but think of the emperor's figure. Well, it seems... He is in pretty good physical condition now.
Yue Wangshu could only say seriously: "The government is the most important thing, the emperor does not need to worry about the concubines."
Yan Zheng smiled broadly, with a hint of tenderness in his voice: "How can I not remember you?"
After sending away a certain guy from Nui Wai Wai, Yue Wangshu leaned on the beauty's couch, took off the bracelet from his wrist, and threw it aside.
The palace maid Xiaoju quickly and carefully picked it up, "Master, why don't you wear it?"
Yue Wangshu lazily said: "It's too hard, pull your hands!"
