Sister Mo Zhanyi usually does these things. Could it be that the emperor's brother is saying...
Bao'er covered her mouth, "Oh my God, I sleep like a dead person every day. I think what the emperor writes every day is for me. Could it be that he wants to use me to give it to Sister Mo Zhanyi?"
How terrible!
how so?
Little Baoer continued to think wildly:
The emperor's brother should have many concubines. Last time I heard from Princess Huiping that brother Chu Hanlie had seventy or eighty concubines?
Of course, Bao'er never cared about the emperor's brother marrying a concubine, but now when Bao'er thinks about sharing the emperor's brother's love with Mo Zhanyi, she feels as sad as the sky is falling. Because compared to the annoying Concubine Mu, the vicious Concubine Lei
, Sister Mo Zhanyi is a completely different person. The emperor’s brother must also be able to see that Mo Zhanyi is better than him in every aspect. In the end, will he like Mo Zhanyi more than himself?
So confused...
Would the emperor's brother also do that kind of thing to sister Mo Zhanyi?
She still remembered that she had been jealous twice, both times when she saw with her own eyes that the leader brother and the emperor brother were embracing other girls. Then, it was better not to wake up. As long as she did not see the emperor brother being kind to others, then, in her heart
You won't be sad anymore.
"Master, are you okay?" Mo Zhanyi called her softly from outside. Alas, now she has no human rights at all. If she goes to the toilet for a long time, everyone will be worried. It seems that the little baby in her belly will be uneasy in the future.
He must be more popular than himself.
Baoer put away the note and walked out.
Vegetables and rice have been laid out. Bao'er sat over. She had no appetite today. Mrs. Long kept urging her, asking her to eat this and that. This is good for the fetus, and that is good for the fetus. Bao'er felt even more gloomy.
She is no longer the number one priority in my mother’s heart.
Huh, all this is caused by the man sleeping on the bed. Well, let's see how I can fix you.
After eating, Bao'er made a request with a stern face. "You have to detoxify me tomorrow, and no one will have a chance to sleep. Why don't we all leave early today. I'll sit by myself for a while and write a few words to pass the time."
If it's really boring, I'll call you Sister Mo Zhanyi."
Mrs. Long and Mo Zhanyi looked at each other and smiled, thinking that Bao'er must want to spend some time alone with Young Emperor Han Jie. Of course they both agreed. Mo Zhanyi also specially prepared ink for Bao'er to prepare for later use. Those tea snacks were also well placed.
Yes, let Baoer be on standby at any time. Then they all quit.
Bao'er walked to the bed, snorted coldly to Young Emperor Han Jie, and climbed onto the bed gently.
Young Emperor Han Jie slept soundly, with a touch of melancholy on his handsome face. But when he fell asleep, his bright eyes, which were always cold and cold, were closed, making him look very young, even a bit childish.
Bao'er knelt beside him and gently touched Young Emperor Han Jie's face with his small white hands. He seemed to be moving. Bao'er was startled and quickly withdrew his hand and put it behind his back. After a while,
Young Emperor Han Jie didn't move at all. Maybe it was because of his guilty conscience!
Bao'er slowly opened the quilt, revealing little by little Emperor Hanjie's toned body.
I can't do it anymore. I can't do it anymore. Bao'er stopped and took a deep breath for a while. He was really too nervous!
After a while, Bao'er's timid jade fingers began to fumble for the buckle on Young Emperor Han Jie's body, uh... Bao'er, what do you want to do?
You don’t really want to treat others the same way you treat them, do you?!
The button was so difficult to untie. Bao'er struggled with the button for a long time before it was completely untied. When the clothes were pulled, the beautiful body of Young Emperor Han Jie was naked. Under the light, his skin was as white as jade and radiant...
Hehe, I’m so tired. It seems I’m so nervous. Bao’er decided to go down and have a cup of tea first!
She didn't see a pair of thief eyes shining with faint green light outside the window, peeping...
Tie Shaoqiu thought, I am the commander of the bodyguards, and Young Emperor Han Jie fell asleep. He told me that I must pay close attention to safety issues. I am on official business!
He fell into a deep conflict. If Concubine Bao really did something, should he watch it or not?
After reading it, it was a crime of great disrespect to the Concubine Bao. It is estimated that Young Emperor Han Jie knew about it and would undoubtedly chop off his head.
Don't you want to read it? This is your duty. If anything happens, it will be the crime of extermination.
Concubine Bao, it’s your last night, you can’t bear it and let me consummate you! Alas!
There is also a pair of thieves' eyes shining with faint green light in the crack of the door, peeking...
It's Fei'er. She's on duty today. Her reason is of course the same as Tie Shaoqiu's. However, for our pure little Fei'er, this scene is too exciting and has already caused her to have a little cerebral congestion.
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Bao'er came down and drank some tea, calmed down, picked up the pen from the table, dipped it in ink, and started to climb onto the bed!
Tie Shaoqiu wiped away the cold sweat. What did Bao Fei's move mean?
Not interesting? Bao'er is unhappy and wants to practice her long-unused wild cursive skills on Young Emperor Han Jie! She is sure that even she will not recognize the words she writes this time!
Bao'er sat on Young Emperor Han Jie's body and tried his hand to decide where to start and what to write.
Young Emperor Han Jie's chest is like a fine white jade slab, but it's not quite flat.
Bao'er laughed, don't you like me writing Bao Aijie all day long? I will write enough for you today!
First, use wild cursive, and it is the freehand wild cursive of Cao Sheng Zhang, and write three big characters on the chest of Young Emperor Han Jie - Bao Ai Jie! The last stroke is drawn out long, so powerful!
Bao'er shook his head and waggled his tail. He admired it for a long time and told the truth. After a long period of studying and pondering these three words, the words "Bao'er" are now written with life, color and style.
Seeing the great progress in his calligraphy skills, Bao'er touched the tip of the pen at the navel of Young Emperor Han Jie, and continued to write "A pair of dragon claws" on Young Emperor Han Jie's left arm, and "Worth a thousand gold!" on his left arm.
Uh...are you going to sell Young Emperor Han Jie in pieces?
Card, it's fun, Bao'er's resentment is gone! She is so happy! She was originally prepared to forget it like this. It doesn't matter after you know that these places are hidden in the clothes.
The bad thing is that the night is too long and Bao'er is too bored!
Bao'er looked around and fell in love with Young Emperor Han Jie's face that could be written or painted.
But Shu Ke Hua doesn’t seem to be used in this sense, right?!
Bao'er smiled evilly and rushed towards Young Emperor Han Jie's face!
Young Emperor Han Jie couldn't help but feel cold in his dream!
Even if the two people outside the window and the door couldn't see what Bao'er was writing, they almost fainted with laughter. Young Emperor Han Jie, Young Emperor Han Jie who had always been aloof! The god-like existence was actually just a ghost in Bao'er's eyes.
A piece of rice paper that can be used to write on or draw on!
The two of them couldn't help but look forward to tomorrow morning with evil anticipation!