"Liu Yusheng," Fu Yuzheng said with a smile, "good names, Liu Yunge, Yuqingyuan, Shengxiaoyuan... It turns out that Miss Liu was named after Miss Liu. Have Miss Liu known the prince for a long time?"
Yuqingyuan, she once thought, was Fu Yuzheng's jade.
It turned out to be Liu Yusheng.
After removing his clothes and walking into the water, his whole body was immersed in the warmth of the pool, and Liu Yusheng let out a comfortable sigh.
Liu Yusheng was startled when he heard Fu Yuzheng's words, and then smiled softly.
"I have known each other for a long time, but later, I haven't seen each other for many years."
No matter whether Fu Yuzheng asked casually or deliberately inquired, she didn't want to hide it.
Only the names of these three courtyards can't be concealed.
"I haven't seen it in nine years," Fu Yuzheng's eyes were a little tranced, and his thoughts drifted away. "It turns out that Miss Liu is the one who has made the prince think about it for many years."
Nine years ago, the sixteen princes returned from a study tour.
For nine years, he helped the two-year-old child to sit firmly on the throne, trapped in power and crisis.
Therefore, they were separated for nine years.
That's why it has its own appearance.
The story of the prince's so-called lifesaver, I don't know if it is true or not.
But his coma and chattering must be true, but at that time, he called-Shengsheng.
Liu Yusheng did not deny, "How did the prince come here in those years, can Girl Fu tell me?"
"The girl wants to know this, why not ask the prince directly?"
"He won't tell me."
"In this case, the slave and maid cannot tell the girl. The prince doesn't say it, I'm afraid I don't want the girl to be sad for the past."
"You are not afraid that I will file a lawsuit with your prince, saying that you are not being served well?" The hot water was moved, the sound of the water gurgled, and the woman's voice came through teasing.
"The slave and maidservant are not well served, and are willing to be punished." Wei paused, Fu Yuzheng said again, "but a girl can't. A girl who can remember the prince for many years must be very kind."
Liu Yusheng laughed, "No wonder Feng Qingbai said that you are a very smart and powerful person."
"The prince and the girl mentioned me?" Fu Yuzheng was taken aback again.
"Mentioned, he said you were cruel."
"..."
After a while, in the Tangchi, the laughter of the two women floated gently.
After coming out of Tangchi, Fu Yuzheng withdrew.
The man was waiting not far in front of the door, and he didn't know how much he heard the conversation just now.
Thinking of him waiting outside the door when he was taking a shower, Liu Yusheng's face was faintly hot.
At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the bright moon rose in the sky, sprinkling like mercury.
Under the porch, there are also wind-proof lanterns hung, and the halo is orange and yellow.
The man was standing leaning on the porch, wearing a dress gown, his black hair was behind Chen's head, and he was carrying undried water vapor.
He should have just bathed.
"Why don't you go to rest?" Liu Yusheng walked towards the man.
After sleeping for a while in the afternoon, the blackness under his eyes was still there, revealing his fatigue.
She guessed that during this time, he must have had very little sleep.
The moonlight and the lights interlaced, creating a three-dimensional silhouette on the man's face. In this night, the coldness added a bit of evil charm.
When the woman approached, the man leaned over and put his chin on the woman's shoulder, his lips pressed against her ear, "Waiting for you to sleep together."
"Feng Qingbai!" The dim night couldn't hide the redness of the girl's face.
With a low laugh, the man straightened up and took the girl's hand and walked toward the wing, "I am teasing you, you are in a hurry."
Liu Yusheng scoffed at this statement, just teasing her? She didn't believe it, he just wanted to!
Otherwise, how could you be in the carriage at noon...
With the shameful scene in his mind, Liu Yusheng's face blushed again.
When taking a bath, the marks he made on her chest had turned into bruises, densely packed one by one, accusing him of his crimes.
He can't afford it.
Following the man back to the wing room, the room has been lit with candles, and the yellow halo is warm.
The layout of the room is almost exactly the same as her room in Xinghua Village, even a small pendant is the same.
As large as the solid wood wardrobe of the original color, as small as a black horn comb... They are all arranged by his heart.
The familiar feeling dispelled the strangeness of her first arrival in the palace.
When she looked around the room, he kept looking at her, not enough.
When she retracted her gaze, she lowered her head, "Do you like it?"
"I like it." There was a slight smile in her eyes, "Thank you, Feng Qingbai."
"Thanks should be given thanks to show sincerity."
The girl tilted her head, "What do you want to thank?"
His eyes became a little deeper, and he said in a low voice, "Call out Brother Ashiu again."
"..." She thought he was going to tease her again, asking her to kiss him.
Unexpectedly, this is the thank gift.
"Perhaps, call after you kiss?"
"..."
Still molesting her!
She didn't scream, turned her head, her eyes fell on the mess of things on the table, "What are these?"
Feng Qingbai straightened up slightly with regret, and glanced over there casually, "It was bought by Feng Mohan, and it doesn't match the furnishings in the house, so turn around and throw it away."
"..." Walking over, putting those things neatly on the table, only to find that they are some ornaments, Liu Yusheng laughed, "They look pretty and can be used, let's hang this string of wind chimes on the window, and This seat screen is placed on the dressing table. The pearl curtain is not needed, it can be hung in other guest houses..."
These things are all valuables at first glance, and how wasteful it is to throw them away.
Besides, when he said that, he was just making a fool of himself.
The more she did this, the less she didn't want to be like him and told him to bully her all day long.
As the girl said, Feng Qingbai sat down and listened to her.
When she finished speaking, he picked up the string of wind chimes and got up, "If you like it, then keep it."
After that, I hung the wind chimes on the bedside.
"Hang the wind chime to the window. When the window is opened, there is wind blowing, the bell sounds nice."
The man looked back, his eyes as deep as ink, "You like to hear the bell, hang it here, you can hear it every day from now on."
"There is no wind here..."
"There is no need for wind to blow, as long as there is shaking, the wind chime will ring."
Liu Yusheng was speechless, "I sleep very lightly, such a solid bed, I can't shake it."
"It's shaking, do you want to try?"
Just about to ask how to try, Liu Yusheng intuitively warned that it was wrong. This was a pit, so he closed his mouth subconsciously and stared at the man vigilantly.
Provoked the man to chuckle.
With a long arm, he pulled the person over and twisted onto the bed, his voice gradually becoming dull and low, "Let's listen later..."
The wind chimes really rang.
Moreover, the loud, urgent and chaotic, the sound that should have been beautiful, due to the over-rush rhythm, turned into a shameful magic sound!
Every sound represented a heavy blow that she could hardly bear!
As the bed became heavier and panting, the room temperature continued to rise, and the people on the bed became cooked shrimp.
It's red.
"Did it shake, Sheng Sheng?"