"Yeah, go ahead!" Ke'er stretched out a hand from the edge of the quilt and waved at him in a repelling manner, obviously wanting him to leave quickly.
Looking at that little hand waving vigorously, Ao Chenye raised his eyebrows helplessly, feeling that his charm had declined?
Usually when he is lucky enough to have a concubine, they are all eager to keep him for a while, but she is fine, that's fine if she doesn't keep him, and she drives him so diligently.
"Little cutie, am I really leaving?" He couldn't help but say this out loud, with a hint of teasing in his smiling black eyes, and a trace of expectation that even he was unaware of.
"Yeah, let's go, let's go, I won't send you off." Her voice was very perfunctory, and she waved her little hand a little harder.
This little strength has a very obvious meaning...urge him to leave quickly!
That little hand was shaking... it really made him lose face!
Ao Chenye pursed his lips, his chest felt a little tight, and he wanted to be angry, but he couldn't.
In the end, he chuckled to himself in frustration, never expecting that he, the mighty Dragon King, favored by millions of women, would fall into the hands of an ordinary little human girl.
If this word spreads, how will he lose face?
well……
Sighing secretly, he turned around with a heavy self-esteem and strode away gracefully.
Covered in the quilt, Ke'er raised her ears and listened to what was going on outside. When she heard his footsteps getting farther and farther away, she pulled down the corner of the quilt slightly, and then sneakily poked half of her head out, only revealing her two drops.
My slippery eyes peek secretly...
Looking around, it's all empty up to the door!
"Phew! I'm finally gone! I'm so suffocated!" She took a deep breath, flipped open the quilt, and quickly got out of bed. With her slender fingers, she quickly grabbed the clothes dropped from the floor last night.
"Put it on quickly, put it on quickly..." she urged herself while hurriedly sorting out the wrinkled clothes.
However, the more anxious she was, the less flexible her movements became, and she couldn't do it well.
Suddenly, her ears flickered and she heard footsteps outside the door.
Someone is coming in?!
Could it be that the bad guy has gone and returned?!!
Hoho, it was so hard to get that pervert of his to leave just now, and now he comes back... and sees her red body...
Ouch, ouch, no, no, no, it’s so embarrassing! Besides, I don’t know what harm he will do to himself?!
Ke'er became anxious and shouted at the door: "Stop! People outside the door are not allowed to come in. If you dare to come in, you will be dead!"
After the warning, she grabbed her clothes to cover her chest and stared at the door nervously.
Unexpectedly, the footsteps outside the door actually stopped——
"Little... miss, don't you want Cui'er to serve you?"
Cui Er's aggrieved and trembling voice came from outside the door.
As soon as he heard this crisp sound, Ke'er was stunned: "Yeah? It's not that bad guy!"
Her tense nerves immediately relaxed.
"Miss, what bad guy are you talking about? Ah! Is there an assassin?" Cui'er raised her voice in surprise, without caring about anything else, she lifted up her skirt and ran in.
The moment he walked in, Ke'er's disheveled appearance immediately caught his eye.
"Ah!" Cui'er looked straight at Ke'er and couldn't help shouting.
Her shouting and her widened eyes made Ke'er blush with embarrassment. Apart from embarrassment, she immediately thought of something else. If Cui'er's shouting attracted others, wouldn't she have to dig into the ground to hide her shame?
!
Besides, just now Cui Er shouted so loudly asking if there was an assassin?
Ooh, when I thought about the possibility of being watched, Ke'er didn't care about the embarrassment. He hugged his clothes and ran to Tweetie's front. He freed up one hand to tightly cover Tweetie's still wide open
His mouth seemed to be ready to scream at any time.
"You...why are you shouting so loudly!" Her dark eyes moved nervously, paying attention to the movement in all directions, fearing that someone else would really come.
Her nervous expression made Cui'er immediately close her mouth in understanding, and her green eyes moved up and down, indicating that she understood.
Only then did Ke'er let go of the hand covering her mouth.
With her mouth free, Cui'er suddenly grinned with joy: "Miss, that's great, Wang Linxing welcomes you. I believe that in a short while, you will be given a title, and you will be on an equal footing with those concubines in the harem! I am truly a slave to you.
Happy!"
Ah?! It turns out that Cui'er yelled like that just now because she was so happy?!
Huh, she doesn't think it's a good thing to be named a concubine at all, she doesn't want it!
When she thought of sharing a man with so many women, she immediately felt a sense of rejection in her heart, but she also... felt a dull, tight, and painful feeling...
She just wants a dedicated relationship, but it is so difficult to meet someone who is dedicated... to an ordinary person like her, it is probably impossible.
She pursed her lips, feeling heavy and not wanting to speak.
Putting the clothes in Cui'er's hands, she felt so depressed that she didn't even have the heart to be shy.
"Tweety, I don't know how to wear it." She looked at Tweety pitifully and listlessly.
The pitiful expression on her face, as if she was defeated by the clothes, made Cui'er couldn't help but purse her lips and laugh: "Miss, this slave is here to help you change your clothes. The king has ordered that your daily life will be in charge of your daily life from now on, so Miss, don't
I'm worried that I won't be able to wear it, but there is a slave here."
"Oh, you can't always follow me." Ke'er murmured somewhat sadly, she would have to leave here sooner or later.
"As long as the lady doesn't dislike the slave's clumsiness, I will serve you for the rest of my life. Moreover, just now the king came here specially to ask the slave to serve the lady well. The king dotes on the lady very much, and has also ordered the slave many times to take the lady around if she feels bored...
…”
While Cui'er was talking nonchalantly, she was nimbly putting on layers of complicated clothes for Ke'er. The joy on her face never stopped, which showed that she was even more excited about what happened last night than the person involved.
"Yeah, it's up to him." Ke'er responded perfunctorily, interrupting Cui'er and continued to talk about how nice Ao Chenye was to her, because no matter how nice he was to her... it wouldn't be what she wanted.
Whichever one you want is good.
What she wants...
He shook his head and refused to let himself dwell on impossible things.
She lowered her head and watched intently as Cui Er's fingers flexibly moved through the straps of those clothes, and she was put on them in a short while. She was still a little dizzy.
I also want to learn how to wear ancient costumes, but it seems...that still needs to be studied.
After getting dressed, she washed her face, and when Cui'er was about to comb her hair, Ke'er suddenly asked on a whim -
"Tui'er, is there a place where I can ride a horse here?"
She has always dreamed of the feeling of riding a horse. The feeling of galloping against the wind must be so refreshing!
"Yes! There is a racecourse in the palace. There are many horses there, and the king's flying dragon is also there!"
Cui Er enthusiastically reported all the information she knew to Kerr.
Hearing this, Ke'er's interest became more intense, and she said with bright eyes: "Feilong? This name sounds very powerful!"
"Yes, yes, that is the king's exclusive mount. Of course it must be the best. Horse racing is held every year in the palace. So far, I have never heard of any other horse running faster than the king's Feiyun! Wang Zui
Awesome!" Cui'er's eyes narrowed in admiration, recalling the spectacular horse racing scenes she had seen before.
Ke'er pouted and rolled his eyes: "Besides, he is the king, whose horse dares to run faster than him?!"
"No, Wang's riding skills are also the best!" Cui'er defended anxiously, with a look of defense on her face.
Ke'er shrugged and was too lazy to say more. It would be useless to say too much anyway. Everyone here is loyal to Ao Chenye!
However, she was really interested in the horse named Feiyun.
What will Ao Chenye's horse look like?
"Tui'er, I want to go horse riding. Can you help me put my hair into a simpler bun?"
"yes."
So, according to Ke'er's request, Cui'er only put a simple bun on the top of her head for her, then wrapped a piece of pink satin around her temples, gathered the remaining naturally hanging hair behind her back, and walked around gently,
The soft satin fluttered in the wind on her hair, making it look feminine, yet simple and light.
"Tui'er, your hands are so skillful, I like this hairstyle!" Kerr looked in the mirror, touched her hair with her hands, and was not shy about praising her.
"Thank you, Miss, for your appreciation." Cui'er responded in a clear voice with a sense of accomplishment.
"But, miss, you should have breakfast before you go riding..."
"No, I'm not hungry." Ke'er was focused on being able to ride a horse at the moment, and her mind had already flown to the racecourse.
Cui'er became a little nervous: "But the king ordered that you must eat, otherwise... otherwise, the imperial chef will be punished."
"What? That guy..." Ke'er gritted his teeth, wanting to curse, but thinking about it, he felt it was a waste of time.
Humph, wait until she finishes riding the horse before settling the score with him!
After thinking about it, she changed the subject and urged: "Okay, okay, I'll eat."
"Okay, I'm going to ask someone to come here early." Cui'er breathed a sigh of relief and ran out briskly.
…
So, in a hurry, Ke'er hurriedly stuffed a few mouthfuls of pastries, then hurriedly pulled Tweety towards the racecourse.
Soon, the two of them arrived at the racecourse.
However, when they walked into the arched gate, they saw that Concubine Xun was among them, and she was riding a white horse galloping on the track. The horse's grace was quite charming.
"Huh? Can she also ride a horse?" Ke'er was really surprised.
She thought that the concubines in the harem would all walk like flowers, and walk with twists and turns, and this Concubine Xun looked like a delicate and delicate beauty, but she didn't expect that she actually had a very good and heroic figure.
Cui'er lowered her voice and said to her: "Miss, Concubine Xun's father is responsible for the management of royal horses and military horses. Their family has been famous for raising horses for generations and is highly valued by the king, so Concubine Xun can be regarded as a horse immediately."
He is a heroic son and daughter, and is very proud of his riding skills. Please never say what you just said in front of Concubine Xun again."