Begonia has had enough sleep in spring, and the sun is getting late outside the window
"Master Bao, it's time to get up." Mo Zhanyi called softly. Today is the day when Mrs. Long enters the palace to visit her, so she can't sleep in bed to welcome her mother!
The little beauty in the gauze tent didn't even hum. Mo Zhanyi shook his head. It seemed that he was exhausted again last night.
There was a faint smell in the room. Mo Zhanyi picked up a piece of incense from the incense box and put it into the golden animal incense burner. The faint floral fragrance diluted the original smell...
Gently pulling up the curtains, the messy bed curtains, petite jade-white body, and long black messy hair are intertwined and hidden, and a drunken nightlife scene is reproduced.
"Master Bao," Mo Zhanyi called softly, knowing that Bao'er couldn't wake up, so he stretched out his hand and pushed gently.
Bao'er lay there with his face turned sideways, opened half of his eyes from between his long hair, squinted at Mo Zhanyi, and closed it again.
Mo Zhanyi couldn't help but chuckle, she really couldn't stand it. She was already a child, but she was still a very precious doll. She always showed her charm and charm inadvertently, and fascinated the Han Jie young emperor to revel every night.
The maids and eunuchs were asked to wake up several times in the morning.
Mo Zhanyi had already made this dissolute couple no longer shy. He pushed a few times and when Bao'er didn't respond, he took a long gown from the bedside, wrapped Bao'er up, and carried Bao'er straight into the bath.
inside.
The water is always a little warmer. Bao'er doesn't like water that is too hot. Mo Zhanyi gently puts Bao'er's feet in, watching Bao'er's reaction, and then slides her whole body into the pool bit by bit.
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During the bath, Bao'er still closed her eyes, as if sitting in meditation. It is really hard for a girl to hold the important responsibilities of the seventy-two concubines of the Three Palaces and Sixth Ward. Haha...
Mo Zhanyi's hands gently massaged Bao'er's body, using his internal strength to let Bao'er's energy and blood circulate throughout his body. After a while, Bao'er finally woke up, opened his clear and bright eyes, turned his head and looked
Mo Zhanyi had a shy smile on his face.
Mo Zhanyi sighed, he had nothing to do every day, and even his son, the master, who only looked at him for an hour every day, was so tired. He really couldn't figure out where the young emperor Han Jie got the energy to go to court every day to deal with so many important military affairs.
.If he works hard during the day and at night, doesn’t he need to sleep?
Bao'er came out of the bath and changed into a pink gauze palace dress. There was only a transparent purple jade hairpin in her hair. She walked slightly and yawned again and again. It was obvious that she had not slept enough.
After entering the hall three or two steps, Mrs. Long has been waiting for her for a long time.
As soon as Baoer saw Mrs. Long, he immediately looked left and right, showing a guilty conscience.
Mo Zhanyi was funny, and he showed her that something was wrong even though he was fine.
Bao'er turned around and said to Mo Zhanyi: "Um, sister Zhanyi, please cook something delicious for me! Hehe..."
As soon as he heard it, he knew that he was not sincere, and he meant to ask Mo Zhanyi to avoid him. Mo Zhanyi nodded, waved, and took everyone away. He thought to himself, what is wrong with Master Bao that even I can't say?
Mrs. Long and Bao'er immediately gathered together, and Bao'er asked: "Did you bring it?"
Mrs. Long nodded, her eyes shining, and she was obviously very keen on such adventurous and exciting things.
Mrs. Long took out a thick stack of picture albums from her arms and handed it to Bao'er. Bao'er touched it and it felt hot to the touch, then put it down again, smiling timidly and a bit naughtily.
"Hurry up and put it away. How will it be seen by others?" Mrs. Long urged Bao'er. She hasn't had a good sleep since she picked up the book. She is too nervous. If people know what she gave to Daxia Country,
It is not a fun thing for the mother of the country to secretly send erotic pictures.
Bao'er exclaimed, and put her bookish mother into her arms, but she was so slender, how could she be as "blessed and big" as Mrs. Long. When she was placed in her arms, she looked bulging.
I know there is a situation.
"It doesn't seem possible?" Bao'er looked at Mrs. Long with a sweet smile on her face. In fact, she wasn't afraid anymore, she was just shy.
Mrs. Long walked around Bao'er. Indeed, Bao'er's figure was getting better and better now. She was slender and suitable, and there was no way she could accommodate such a stack of books at once.
While the two were wondering, they heard Mo Zhanyi shout softly from outside: "The Emperor is here!"
The two of them were shocked. The emperor would know about this matter. Although she would not commit any serious crime, Mrs. Long would really stop being a human being from now on.
Want to cry but no tears...
Bao'er stuffed the book into his arms, and Mrs. Long said: "No, no, you can see it at a glance, so give it to me." Without any explanation, he pulled the book out again and put it back into his arms.
Being a daredevil, a book slipped and fell on the ground.
Just when Mrs. Long was about to lower her head to pick it up, Young Emperor Han Jie came in, so she had to gently sweep the book under the chair.
"See the Emperor."
Young Emperor Han Jie nodded: "Pingshen."
During the morning session this morning, he heard an envoy from Chu state announcing that Princess Huiping was pregnant with a dragon son, so he specially informed Bao'er of the news as soon as possible.
"Give me a seat." Young Emperor Han Jie was quite polite to Mrs. Long. He gave birth to such a beautiful daughter, and even before she was fully grown, he dug it up with roots and leaves and planted it at home. How could he express his gratitude?
Meaning.
Mrs. Long was sitting on pins and needles, and her husband often said at home that in the early morning court, every time Young Emperor Hanjie looked around, all the ministers were awed and respectful. Those ministers in the court were too scared to breathe, and of course he would be scared too. Okay.
I want to go home right away, 55555... If the emperor knew that I was showing off to the most pure and pure fairy in his heart, would he throw himself out of the hall on the spot?
God and earth, people, the next time a ghost holds her hand, she won't dare to do such a thing.
Young Emperor Han Jie had a keen eye, and of course he noticed something strange on Mrs. Long's face, but no matter how smart he was, he couldn't guess it. He just lightly told the news about Princess Huiping's birth.
"Ah, Sister Princess Huiping also gave birth to a son, and our Zhe'er has a younger brother." Bao'er smiled happily and said to Young Emperor Hanjie: "Whether it's Sister Tutu's daughter or Princess Huiping's son, they all are the same."
They are both younger than our Zhe'er, so is our Zhe'er the eldest brother?"
When Mrs. Long mentioned Zhe'er, she also smiled and narrowed her eyes: "Yes, Zhe'er is talented and intelligent, and has the appearance of a wise king. From now on, there is nothing in the world that he cannot do."
Generally speaking, Young Emperor Han Jie's attitude towards life is very calm and objective. At this time, when he mentioned his precious son, he couldn't help but smile: "Yes, I heard from my mother that yesterday Zhe'er grabbed a book of historical records and refused to let go.
He needs the maids to read to him."
Mo Zhanyi, who brought the maids up to serve tea, was so shocked that he was sweating. Just listening to what they said, people really couldn't guess that Prince Zhe'er, who was praised as a great sage, was already studying the History of the Spring and Autumn Period.
I am a person who is still wearing diapers, eating milk, and spitting bubbles.
Bao'er continued: "Yes, sister Mo Zhanyi has read him three books of poems from the previous dynasty. Now he can't sleep if he doesn't listen to Mo Zhanyi's poems every day."
Mo Zhanyi really wanted to laugh: It was obviously Zhe'er who could see his mother at that time every day, so he was so happy. It had nothing to do with his studies. There really were parents like this. They wished Zhe'er could learn Qinggong before he could walk.
, before he could speak, he first learned to compose poems. Unfortunately, this child looked very much like his mother, and he looked so cute, which really made everyone in the palace want to lift Zhe'er to the sky.
I really don’t know what Zhe’er will be like when she grows up. When she was a child, her mother and father always said that people should not be spoiled too much. It may not be better when they are young. But she saw with her own eyes that Master Bao was treated like a child.
When you pamper someone to a great extent, you not only have a noble character, but also become more photogenic the more you pamper them. Therefore, she now firmly believes that people can be pampered, but the key is to pamper them in the right way.
Mrs. Long felt itchy after hearing this. It had been a long time since she had seen Zhe'er. Of course, she was happier than her husband. He had only seen Zhe'er three times and hugged him once. To be honest, her heart was now occupied by this child.
Once you are hooked on someone, and if you don't hear from him for a few days, you will feel that life is meaningless.
Young Emperor Han Jie noticed it and said, "Let's go to Cining Palace for lunch today and meet Zhe'er by the way."
Mrs. Long was happy and scared at the same time. It was too shameful to go to see Zhe'er with these books in her arms, so she had to wink at Bao'er.
Bao'er said to Young Emperor Han Jie: "Mother said that there are still some things at home today, but it's the day of visiting relatives. Please come to the palace to see me and ask about Zhe'er's current situation. You will go back soon."
Young Emperor Han Jie nodded.
Mrs. Long stood up and said goodbye, and Young Emperor Han Jie agreed. Mrs. Long turned around and gave her daughter a hateful look. If she hadn't brought these messy books, she would have been able to meet her precious Zhe'er today. Alas~!
People can't do bad things, this is punishment!
Bao'er could only watch helplessly as Mrs. Long brought those books back as they were. 555555... She was also planning to use these books to study the techniques of turning defeat into victory. Now, it was all over.
Walking to the door, Mrs. Long suddenly remembered that it was broken, it was broken, and there was another book under the chair. If the maids who ordered the cleaning found it... then?
He quickly turned around, winked at Bao'er, looked under the chair again, and then left.
Bao'er was confused and turned around to ask Young Emperor Hanjie: "What does mother mean?"
Young Emperor Han Jie smiled, bent down, lowered his head and picked up a book under the chair, read it for himself, put it back into his arms with a straight face.
Baoer understood, his face was as red as fire, and he was so gorgeous!
It's over now, and I'll have to endure it again tonight.
well!
As a result, of course Zhe'er didn't take it seriously, and Bao'er was taken back to the palace by Young Emperor Han Jie to be taught!
Mo Zhanyi left Fei'er to look after the door and went to Cining Palace to see Zhe'er. Well, Zhe'er wouldn't take a nap unless he heard her reading poetry. So, she would obediently surrender herself when the time came.
, she was too lazy to bother her with this perverted couple.
Of course only Zhe'er is the cutest in this world.
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Young Emperor Han Jie leaned lazily on the bed and gently hooked his hand at Bao'er.
Bao'er was full of pride, but he couldn't help himself. He walked towards the bed one step at a time. Alas, he just got out of bed and really didn't want to go back up.
"Now I'm starting to learn more." Young Emperor Han Jie smiled so coldly that he had no good intentions.
Baoer pouted, opened her eyes wide, took a breath, and quickly showed off her invincible cuteness, scolding her, why didn't she think about herself? Who forced her to do this!
Young Emperor Han Jie took out the book from his arms and flipped through it casually. Hum, he had already read these things, and they were nothing. Bao'er was better off being a little ignorant, and he would be more successful if he taught him in bed.
Sense. I was flipping through the pages and stopped at a certain page. Can this posture be used? Impossible, right? Even if I and Bao'er know how to do martial arts, it seems difficult to do this...
Young Emperor Han Jie raised his head again and smiled more cordially, which made Bao'er even more confused: "Come here, since you are eager to learn, let's study this move carefully."
Bao'er turned his head and looked at it. He didn't quite understand it at first. This book was different from the one his mother gave him last time. It was for two people.
After a while, she covered her mouth with one hand and pointed at the album with the other. She was so shocked that she couldn't speak: "Well, this...ah..."
Young Emperor Han Jie said: "Of course you should start with the book you choose, so hurry up!"
Bao'er, who was extremely strong-willed yet extremely cowardly, said softly: "Brother Emperor, Bao'er knows that he was wrong!"
Young Emperor Han Jie said enthusiastically: "I won't blame you, hurry up, don't worry about it! Time is precious, we have to see Xiaozhe later?"
Bao'er felt that it was dark before her eyes. After playing like this, she probably wouldn't be able to get out of bed until tomorrow.
Young Emperor Han Jie thought happily that now he finally knew how to cure Bao'er's sleeping problem, which was to play with her every night until she was so tired that she couldn't even move her little fingers, and sleep as well as if she had been poisoned by snake venom every day!