Although the little lady in the dream is illusory, she is much more vivid than the one in reality.
She is informal and does not need to be careful to read the eyes of others. She is like the bright moon in the sky, being held up and raised by those who love her. She is innocent and charming in every word and deed, which is soaked in love.
It's a sentiment that only people who grow up with are in love with.
Sometimes, if she made him angry, she would stick to her and call her husband softly until his heart softened. At that time, his plan to show her off was in vain again, and even
Unconsciously began to reflect on myself.
On this day, Jiang Huaiyang got a piece of soft rope, which was bright red in color and only as thick as Ling Ling's little finger.
While he was playing with the soft rope in his hand, he was thinking about what it would be like if this red rope was wrapped around her wrist. Because of her small frame, her wrists were also extremely slender. When they were put together, she could be wrapped around his wrist.
Master it with one hand.
Those pair of bright wrists will definitely be made more white and attractive by the bright red soft rope. The little lady moved uncomfortably, and the soft rope rubbed red marks on her delicate skin. At that time, he felt distressed
Kissing her poor wrist, he coaxed her to cooperate with him again and again.
When he arrived at Ruan Yuyi's palace, the maid brought some snacks. He took them and signaled the maid to step back, intending to deliver them to her personally.
Ruan Yuyi's eyes lit up when she saw the person coming, and she sat up straight, "Husband."
Jiang Huaiyang's heart softened when he was called. He responded in a low voice and put the things on the tables. The young lady had been suffering from cold recently and had a poor appetite. She didn't take a few bites during lunch. No wonder she was hungry at this time.
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She picked up the pastry and stuffed her cheeks, like a rabbit guarding its food, for fear that the man opposite would snatch the pastry.
Jiang Huaiyang looked dumbfounded. He asked her to use it more slowly and handed her the poured flower tea.
The young lady was very active and was restless even when eating snacks. She relied on him to ward off all the palace guests. Now that they were the only two in the room, they started playing with the armrests of the chair.
While playing around, she suddenly found that her legs were stuck between the armrests and could not get out. She was so embarrassed that the tips of her ears were red, and she was too embarrassed to ask him for help, so she had to try to get out of the trap on her own.
In the end, he didn't come out, but he was so anxious that his eyes were filled with mist.
In fact, Jiang Huaiyang had noticed her predicament a long time ago and kept silent because he wanted to see when she would speak to him.
"Husband, help me——" The little lady was finally willing to ask him for help, her tone was extremely pitiful.
She always seduces people without knowing it. Jiang Huaiyang sighed secretly, stood up and came to her, "Are you still moving? If I'm not here, you can ask the palace maid to rescue you."
She shook her head vigorously, "I won't do it next time." She said softly, but what she was thinking about was, how could she be so unruly if she didn't know that he was by her side.
He originally planned to wrap his arms around her waist and carry her out, but as soon as his hands touched the soft flesh on her waist, he changed his mind. Now the little lady couldn't move, but there was no need for the red rope.
He thought that he had never been a gentleman.
So he let go of his hand on her waist. Ruan Yuyi felt cold, thinking that he didn't want to care about her anymore, so she grabbed his sleeve to prevent him from leaving her even half a step.
Because the young lady caught the cold, even though it was not yet winter, charcoal fires were being used in the palace early, so she would not feel cold even if she was only wearing a light undershirt.
At this moment, her legs were stuck in the armrests and were wide open. Her skirt was pushed up a little, revealing her slender ankles and a string of golden bell anklets. She was still moving slightly in vain.
, trying to get out of it, the sound of the bell rang softly.
Jiang Huaiyang's eyes were dark, and he held her shoulders to prevent her from moving, "If you want me to help you, you have to give me some benefits, right?"
As soon as Ruan Yuyi heard this, she knew what was the most effective. She grabbed his collar, made him lean over, and quickly pressed a kiss on his lips, then hurriedly ordered, "Help me come out quickly. If you can wait a moment,
If someone comes in and sees me, my majesty will be gone."
Hearing this, he couldn't help but chuckle. She could only curse a few words over and over again. How could anyone in the palace be afraid of her?
"For this little bribe, your Majesty is a bit stingy." He chuckled and deepened the kiss.
She was fixed on the chair, feeling helpless. She was afraid that she would fall, so she had to hug his neck tightly.
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Jiang Huaiyang withdrew from the court. He still felt that his mind was a little dizzy and he had no intention of carefully distinguishing what the ministers were saying when they opened and closed their mouths. Even when the two groups had disagreements and started arguing, he just let it go.
They had a quarrel.
The ministers below saw that the new emperor was silent and had a sullen face, but there was no need for him to say anything, and they gradually became quiet.
Suddenly he realized that there was silence in the Taoist palace, and pairs of eyes fell on him. Jiang Huaiyang simply doubted whether they knew what he was thinking. His heart skipped a beat, but his face remained as usual as he said leisurely:
"Is the fight over? Compile a memorial and submit it before tomorrow - it makes my head hurt."
The ministers did not notice anything strange about their Majesty. For fear of his anger, the leader hurriedly responded.
The east wing of Cheng Mansion.
Ruan Yuyi took the last stitch of the sachet and breathed a sigh of relief.
He held the thing up in front of his eyes and looked at it. It was embroidered with golden osmanthus with bright yellow silk thread. These small flowers were arranged in an orderly manner, with a round and lovely shape. At first glance, it was something for a young lady.
She suddenly felt uncertain. She didn't know whether the prince would like such an item in her daughter's home. But apart from embroidering purses for her brother, she had never done this for other men.
Naturally, her brother took great care of anything she gave her. Therefore, although she had seen patterns used by men, she had never embroidered them. After much thought, she chose what she was good at.
Muxiang on the other side smiled and said, "Miss's embroidery work is really excellent. It's really a bargain for the prince."
Being poked into her thoughts, she turned red and said angrily, "You are really good at talking nonsense. Why don't you go get the dried osmanthus flowers?"
Muxiang responded with a smile.
After a while, a porcelain jar of dried osmanthus was presented. She gently opened the lid, and the fragrant aroma inside rushed to her face. Although the osmanthus was small, the aroma was no less than that of the large flowers.
Go, Ruan Yuyi is satisfied.
She took out a small spoon from the jar, opened the mouth of the sachet with one hand, and scooped the contents in little by little, until the contents were bulging. She scooped out a small spoonful of the powder from the hibiscus sachet and mixed it.
Go in.
In this way, the bitter taste of the powder dilutes the aroma of golden osmanthus, and it smells like a fine scented tea, transitioning from the initial fragrant to bitter and astringent, with an endless aftertaste.
She knew that the prince could not sleep well at night, and she just hoped that the Huren's medicine powder would be mixed into it, so that the prince could smell it occasionally, and it would have some soothing effect. She knew that this small item was not worth much money, but she didn't want to eat his lychees in vain.