Jiang Qingqing met his gaze, her eyes were clear, "Your Highness, my concubine, please wipe it for you."
As he said that, he picked up the handkerchief on the side and wiped it.
The eyes of the people around him stared at the boss.
Although the handkerchief is clean, it is not for cleaning clothes.
Murong Chi's eyes were getting darker and darker, he suddenly grabbed her hand, and even opened it irritably, stared at her for a long time, and then strode away.
Yu Qian and Fei Yu hurriedly followed.
Forsythia came over, she was scared to death just now, but fortunately the lord didn't say anything,
"Miss, you are not afraid that the prince will blame you."
"Let's go, go back to sleep." Jiang Qingqing didn't have much expression on her face.
She was half dead from exhaustion, and now she just wanted to lie down.
Jiang Qingqing was asleep almost all day.
Nanny Wang has never let go of her heart since her big wedding yesterday.
It was noon in the blink of an eye, but Jiang Qingqing was still asleep, and she felt even more uneasy.
Forsythia and Lvyi are sitting outside in the corridor and fanning their fans,
"Nanny, don't leave, we are dizzy when we leave."
Nanny Wang clapped her hands with a sad face,
"You two girls are very leisurely. Last night, the lord didn't come to Xianyun Pavilion, and he didn't marry the young lady. What can we do?"
Forsythia and Lvyi glanced at each other, the prince and the young lady have actually completed their marriage, but...
The two remained silent.
"No, I have to think of a way. In this way, you two girls get some money and go buy some horse whips, and the deer whips will come back."
The two were terrified,
"Nanny, no need?"
Nanny Wang stared, "Why don't you, what do you know, this is related to the young lady's status in the palace, go quickly."
How can she not be in a hurry, such a delicate young lady and prince.
The two were helpless and had to go honestly.
After the order was completed, Nanny Wang entered the bedroom with satisfaction.
Tonight, she must help the prince and the young lady complete their marriage.
He walked in gently, looked at the sleeping young lady, and pushed gently, "Miss, wake up."
Jiang Qingqing rolled over and opened her eyes in a daze, "Nanny, what's the matter?"
"Miss, it's time to wake up, it's already noon."
Jiang Qingqing didn't respond and continued to fall asleep.
"Miss, you can't sleep anymore, you have to prepare well, otherwise how will you marry the prince at night?"
Round house
As soon as Jiang Qingqing heard these two words, her heart became nervous, she stood up excitedly, looked at the nurse who was standing beside the bed, and sighed.
"Nanny, let me sleep a little longer."
The nanny took out the things in her hand as if offering a treasure, and smiled kindly.
"Miss, you should look at this."
Another "Seventy-two Spring Palace Illustration", Jiang Qingqing's head is big.
"Miss, you have to take a good look. The old slave just ordered some manuscripts. This batch is different. There are pictures and text. The lady seems to be more convenient. ."
Jiang Qingqing nodded helplessly.
Nanny Wang went out happily.
The door to the bedroom was closed, Jiang Qingqing put the book on his side and continued to lie down.
In the study room of Xuanchen Hall.
Murong sat late for a long time, and finally raised his head, "Where's the princess?"
"The princess seems to have been in Xianyun Pavilion all the time and never went out.",
Murong Chi pursed her lips tightly, and after a long time, she got up and walked towards the Xianyun Pavilion.
When he arrived at Xianyun Pavilion, there were no maids, the hall was empty, and the woman he was looking for was sleeping sweetly on the bed.
Murong Chi frowned.
Sleeping like this during the day, is it possible that you are sick
When she walked over subconsciously and reached out to check her body temperature, her hand reached mid-air, but stopped.
Time stands still at this moment.
Murong stared at a book beside Jiang Qingqing, his body extremely stiff.
With his sleeve-length hand stretched out, he picked up the book by magic, and turned the pages.
His face became darker and darker, and the darkness in his eyes became heavier and heavier.
When he saw a man and a woman with different postures in the book, there was a bit of disgust in his eyes.
He couldn't describe how he felt in his heart. How could his princess, Miss Jiangfu, have such a hobby
With the sleeves raised, the book was heavily pressed down.
Murong Chi's eyes rolled with dark tides.
"Jiang Qingqing!"
Jiang Qingqing rubbed her eyes, opened her eyes suddenly, straightened up, and had no sleepiness at all.
"Murong Chi?" Jiang Qingqing said, realizing that something was wrong, and quickly changed her words, "Why is your lord here?"
When did he come in
How long have you been sitting
Jiang Qingqing touched her neck subconsciously, but fortunately, the ointment she prepared herself worked well, and the bruising spots on her body disappeared in one night, otherwise, she would not know how she died.
"I don't know this king, but the princess has a special taste."
Murong Chi said quietly, with irony in his tone.
What's the meaning
Could it be that she is not satisfied with her sleeping during the day
But isn't it all his fault
If it weren't for him being like a hungry wolf, would she be so tired
Jiang Qingqing gritted her teeth, "My lord, my concubine is because I had insomnia last night and didn't sleep well, so I deliberately made up for it now."
"Insomnia?" Murong Chi said jokingly, "Isn't the princess waiting for this king and didn't sleep well all night?"
Speaking of this, Murong Chi's mind came to the serenity of the woman from yesterday.
Damn it!
How could he feel similar to the fragrance on Jiang Qingqing's body
At this moment, the various poses that I had just read in the booklet came to mind, the eyes turned red, and there was an unbearable feeling in the dantian.
"My lord misunderstood, the concubine just arrived, and I just can't get used to the bed here."
"Really? The princess is keen to read these brochures, and the king thought that the princess was waiting for the king."
Jiang Qingqing followed his gaze.
There is a book beside the bed.
It was the one the nanny gave her.
Damn it!
As soon as she put it away, how could she know that Murong Chi would come in.
Jiang Qingqing grabbed it and laughed dryly, "My lord, this is a misunderstanding."
"Misunderstand?"
Murong Chi looked suspicious.
Jiang Qingqing nodded.
But her words are not very credible, and there are only a few serving people around her.
The nanny is very old, Forsythia and Lvyi are still young, and she is the only one who is most likely to read this kind of book.
Jiang Qingqing felt that she had never been so embarrassed before.
"Miss, ma'am, this old slave brought it to ma'am, all of them are collector's editions that are not available on the market. I guarantee that ma'am will read it and serve the lord..."
The nurse came in, holding a pile of books in her arms, and when she saw Murong Chi sitting beside the bed, her face turned green.
Jiang Qingqing had the heart to want to die.
Nanny, you are too fast.
How to explain it now
Disgraceful to grandma's house!
"Wang Wang... Old slave see Wang Ye."
The nurse knelt down in fright and swallowed the words in her throat.
At the same time as the nurse knelt down, the book in her arms suddenly fell, and she was startled, and hurriedly stuffed it into her arms.
Why is the lord here
There was no guard at the door.
Murong Chi looked at Jiang Qingqing with particularly deep eyes, "Leave the book, you go out."