He was considerate that she was pregnant, and that his unscrupulous demands last night made her tired.
Therefore, Weiyan and the Twelve Concubines have been waiting in the hall, waiting for Xia Luoying to wake up
The space is silent, no one speaks
Those women were all afraid of Wei Yan and never dared to whisper in front of her. They could only stay silent like a wooden person and say something behind her back.
After waiting for about an hour, the women finally couldn't sit still anymore. They moved their tired bodies from time to time, but they didn't dare to move too much for fear of offending Wei Yan.
And Weiyan's anger also became more and more intense as this hour accumulated.
"Li Meiren, your clothes are really beautiful. Where did they come from?"
Looking at Li Meiren who was diagonally opposite and not far away, Weiyan spoke slowly, breaking the silence.
Li Mei was shocked when she saw Weiyan talking to her.
She asked for help and looked at her sisters. She didn't know how to respond to Wei Yan's words, for fear of offending her.
Seeing the helpless looks in her sisters' eyes, she almost cried.
He stood up, looked at Wei Yan tremblingly, and saluted, "To tell you my wife, my concubine's clothes are - they were made in Jinxiuzhuang -"
Wei Yan stopped talking and did not ask Li Meiren to sit down. Li Meiren lowered her head and stood there, not daring to move.
Naturally, the women present knew that Wei Yan was deliberately looking for trouble, and Li Meiren herself was unwilling to wear the same color clothes as Wei Yan, which gave her a reason to be picky.
Everyone in the palace knew that Wei Yan liked the color red, so few concubines wore red clothes for fear of contradicting Wei Yan.
But Li Meiren did not believe in evil, and now Weiyan was just a wife, and the princess already had a real master. She thought she had no worries, so she wore red clothes on this festive day.
But who would have thought that Wei Yan would still cause trouble?
Li Meiren scolded Weiyan countless times in her heart, she is just a wife, so what? Is she any different from concubines like them? It's just a good name in name, what's the point of being proud of?
She was dissatisfied in her heart, and Li Meiren didn't dare to say it directly. She could only curse in her heart.
Weiyan might have known that, so she just gave the aggrieved Li Meiren a sneer look and said nothing else.
Time was still passing quietly, and Xia Luoying in the bedroom slowly woke up.
When she gradually regained consciousness, the first thing that came to her mind was that her body hurt. No, it was soreness.
Looking at the red color in the room and the red stick on the bed, the scene of Ming Qiye's passion for her last night echoed in her mind, and her face instantly turned red again.
Embarrassed, he buried his head in the quilt to calm himself down.
At this time, the door was gently opened, and her head came out from under the quilt.
Seeing that it was the little pigeon coming in, she had no time to say anything. She only saw the little pigeon looking at her with a smile and said: "Princess, you are awake!"
The little pigeon looked like it was having something happy, which puzzled Xia Luoying.
"What's wrong? Is there anything happy? I see you are so happy that you can't even close your mouth from ear to ear."
The little pigeon chuckled, Xia Luoying took some clothes from the cabinet, dressed them for her, and said, "It's not like the prince's concubines——"