It was originally considered a good day. Although he could not go home, his mother, whom he had not seen for many years, came to the palace. Being able to act coquettishly in front of her and say a few childish words was also a consolation for her long-term deliberate maturity.
The prince leaned against the brocade cushion with a mocking smile on his face, "I remember you said that even if the fake play becomes real, you won't blink an eye. Why, you want to change your mind while your words are still fresh in my mind?"
She opened her mouth, but she just wanted to report to him the latest staffing structure of the Control Army Department. However, his expression suddenly changed, and she didn't know where to start with the rest of the conversation.
The footrest of Zitan's Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea was wide, and the prince sat on the edge of the bed, and it was difficult for him to reach her. The two of them just stared at each other from a distance, neither of them was willing to move, and they were both competing with each other.
The prince said to the little carp, with a profound look on his face, "There is a Tianjin master in the upper study room. He often speaks some local dialect. This is the new word I learned."
Silence meant tacit agreement. Dequan seemed to have been pardoned, but he retreated to the outside of the curtain, waved quickly to the people standing by, and turned back to put on a smiling face to Xinghe, "I'll leave the matters inside to Master Su, please take care of it."
This time she was a little surprised. In the past few years, she would snuggle up to his legs and let him touch her like a dog. This time he wanted to get on the bed? She looked at the apricot-yellow mattress and seemed very hesitant: "I am unworthy and incompetent. I dare not get on the master's bed."
The prince leaned against the brocade cushion with a mocking smile on his face, "I remember you said that even if the fake play becomes real, you won't blink an eye. Why, you want to change your mind while your words are still fresh in my mind?"
She had no choice but to walk over and stop under the pedal.
But a good reunion was ruined like this. A bunch of irrelevant people were present, plus that master who couldn't be dismissed, the day she had been looking forward to since the beginning of the year passed in the blink of an eye, and she couldn't even say ten words to her mother.
He placed one hand on his knee and murmured, "There is a good marriage, but I'm afraid your reputation will be ruined and no one will dare to marry you."
Of course it's good to put what you've learned into practice, but saying her face looks like a carp's son has nothing to do with being frozen. She pondered for a while, "Is this really how you use the tip of the wedge?"
Looking up, the prince had a gloomy face. It was obviously her who had been ruined, so it was wise of this gentleman to take the initiative.
It seems that being abiding by the rules is really not good enough. Thinking back, when she was traveling between the Eastern Palace and the government offices, she was initially accompanied by a semi-escorted escort of a nanny and a eunuch in charge of ceremonies. Later, as time went by, those empty escorts were removed. However, she was completely focused on her work and never thought of taking advantage of her position to go home. To be honest, she had to be patient in her position. It was unnecessary and unsightly to let people make a fuss about every little detail. However, why, on the day when she was supposed to get married, it turned into a mess? After all, she only entered the palace to serve, not sold to the Huo family.
Xinghe was afraid of falling into a trap, so he replied lightly, "I don't want to."
The prince glanced at him and said nothing.
She had no choice but to walk over and stop under the pedal.
The prince ignored him and just kept looking at the people outside the curtain. Dequan suddenly understood that his master really needed to clear away heat and reduce internal heat, but the prescription was not the throat lozenges prescribed by the Imperial Hospital, but the Imperial Observatory's signature skill - Zhen Gua.
"What are you thinking about?" He suddenly interrupted her and took a step back. His snow-white shirt set off his angry expression, which looked quite eerie under the light. "How dare you have such an idea?"
She was unhappy, standing outside the curtain of the side hall, and couldn't help but frowning. She thought to herself that she would have to go to the government office more often in the future, and if she could find time to do some private business one day, no one could stop her.
Looking up, the prince had a gloomy face. It was obviously her who had been ruined, so it was wise of this gentleman to take the initiative.
But a good reunion was ruined like this. A bunch of irrelevant people were present, plus that master who couldn't be dismissed, the day she had been looking forward to since the beginning of the year passed in the blink of an eye, and she couldn't even say ten words to her mother.
He looked at her sideways, "I should punish you for disobedience."
The prince did not respond to her, but only asked: "Are you happy to meet me today? It has been ten years, and it is not easy to see each other."
She didn't move her feet, lowered her head and said, "I haven't washed my hair yet."
She was daydreaming outside, while the person in the curtains walked slowly under the dragon and phoenix caisson with his hands behind his back. The palaces in the palace were decorated luxuriously, and there was a rule that "every floor must have a carpet". Especially in winter, those exquisite and gorgeous carpets became a must-have in the bedroom and study. The black boots wandered on it, and even if she stomped her feet, it would not make much noise. Her mind was elsewhere. The prince walked around the room several times, but she did not even raise her eyes.
She had no choice but to give in. She bent down, took off her shoes, and stepped onto the footstool. Just as she was about to kneel down and sit, he moved in and motioned for her to get on the bed.
The prince went around in circles, trying to cover up the embarrassment of using the dialect, and said, "Do you know how to lie on the ice to catch carp? How can a carp not be cold in the icy water? It's shivering with cold. So you are like a corner, what's wrong with that?"
The beaded curtain swayed, and the lights shone like stars all over the ground. Her face was on the other side of the beaded curtain, and no matter which corner of the room she stood in, she looked like someone owed her tens of thousands of taels of silver.
Here he goes again, endlessly taking apart and smoothing hair. She almost started to wonder if he had some kind of disease. He had been playing the same trick for more than ten years, and he could always do it in a new way without getting bored.
People from everywhere retreated in an instant, and Xinghe had to open the curtain to let in.
"I had no other intentions in meeting your mother. As I said, I just wanted to reassure her. Aren't all mothers like that? They worry day and night, worrying about their children being harmed or bullied. You have been in my palace for ten years, and some bad rumors have spread during these ten years. We know we are innocent, but outsiders may not believe us. I thought, since it has come to this, I might as well express my stance so that your mother can be reassured." His eyes drifted across her cheek intentionally or unintentionally. Her face was dull, which was very different from her usual shrewdness. She looked stupid, which meant that he had hit her right on the spot this time. The prince casually pulled the quilt over and threw it to her, "Are you cold? Your face looks like a crooked point."
She had her own way of speaking, in a roundabout and tactful way, so it was no wonder that he butted in. She used words like "labor" and "disturbing the carriage" and "retreating to advance" and it was clear that she was trying to choke him.
The prince coughed, and she straightened her slightly slumped waist, stood straight, and stared at the ground. He was a little suffocated, and coughed even louder, but it didn't attract her attention, but attracted Dequan.
He probably noticed it too, and waved his hand, saying, "Anyway, there's no one in the court who's worthy of you... Do you miss home? Do you want to go back and visit?"
The prince was in a very complicated mood now. He looked helplessly at the woman beside him. She had a look of high spirits and was probably thinking that he was going to have sex with her.
"Master, do you have a sore throat?" Dequan looked up. "The Imperial Hospital just prescribed some heat-clearing medicine. Can I get some for you?"
They actually had their own thoughts. Today's play was not only fun, but also had its own deep meaning. But if you think about it carefully, it's not necessarily a deliberate plan. It's just that he has seen her too much in her official uniform, and he wants to see her dress up as a girl, with eyebrows and eyes painted. In fact, she is just as he expected, very dignified and beautiful. Especially the gentle bow behind the diamond-shaped window, which has the beauty of the spring breeze.
Of course it's good to put what you've learned into practice, but saying her face looks like a carp's son has nothing to do with being frozen. She pondered for a while, "Is this really how you use the tip of the wedge?"
The prince ignored him and just kept looking at the people outside the curtain. Dequan suddenly understood that his master really needed to clear away heat and reduce internal heat, but the prescription was not the throat lozenges prescribed by the Imperial Hospital, but the Imperial Observatory's signature skill - Zhen Gua.
The prince glanced at him and said nothing.
Sometimes when I think back, I can't help but feel a little melancholy. For so many years, wearing that skin, each of us had our own calculations. Like now, sitting on the bed and talking, although there is no manners, the heart is pure.
Xinghe felt strange, "What is the tip?"
Following the prince's line of sight, he thought that Lord Su was dressed really well today. He followed the master and served him the whole time, and the master's eyes were fixed on him. It turned out that she used to be intimate with a man, but only now did she feel the taste. He, the chief steward of Lizheng Palace, was born with a pair of eyes that could recognize people. At the beginning, he felt that Lord Su was different from others. Those accountants, sleeping quarters, ceremonial masters, and gatekeepers hated her when they saw her. Everyone knew that the eight female officials in the four positions of the East Palace were responsible for the affairs of the prince's bedroom. The prince had to learn "skills" from the age of sixteen, and those female officials were just sparring partners. As a result, the work was intercepted by others, and he was so angry that he complained whenever he got the chance, saying that the female minister had exceeded her authority and robbed the emperor's post. He replied, "A good horse is known by its legs, and a capable person is known by his mouth. Whoever has the ability can do it." As a result, none of the women dared to do it. In just five years, Lord Su jumped from the position of Minister of Documents to the position of Deputy Commander-in-Chief. Even the sick beauties in the palace trembled when they heard the guillotine, let alone the officials in the Ministry of Military Control.
Xinghe was afraid of falling into a trap, so he replied lightly, "I don't want to."
She stared blankly again after hearing this. She had known long ago that he did it on purpose, and now that he was saying it out loud, he really wasn't afraid of disappointing people.
The prince said to the little carp, with a profound look on his face, "There is a Tianjin master in the upper study room. He often speaks some local dialect. This is the new word I learned."
He probably noticed it too, and waved his hand, saying, "Anyway, there's no one in the court who's worthy of you... Do you miss home? Do you want to go back and visit?"
Xinghe was afraid of falling into a trap, so he replied lightly, "I don't want to."
Of course it's good to put what you've learned into practice, but saying her face looks like a carp's son has nothing to do with being frozen. She pondered for a while, "Is this really how you use the tip of the wedge?"
Since you know it's not easy, why did you stay from the beginning to the end? Now you ask her if she's happy? Xinghe said yes, "I'm so happy, thank you for your help, Master."
With a knowing smile on his face, he bent his waist and reported: "Master, the appointment is almost here. I will take the people to the side hall to listen to your orders. Let Master Su help you settle down."
This time she was a little surprised. In the past few years, she would snuggle up to his legs and let him touch her like a dog. This time he wanted to get on the bed? She looked at the apricot-yellow mattress and seemed very hesitant: "I am unworthy and incompetent. I dare not get on the master's bed."
They actually had their own thoughts. Today's play was not only fun, but also had its own deep meaning. But if you think about it carefully, it's not necessarily a deliberate plan. It's just that he has seen her too much in her official uniform, and he wants to see her dress up as a girl, with eyebrows and eyes painted. In fact, she is just as he expected, very dignified and beautiful. Especially the gentle bow behind the diamond-shaped window, which has the beauty of the spring breeze.
Xinghe suddenly felt that all his years of study were in vain. So that's what lying on the ice to catch carp meant. After all, he was the prince, so his nonsense sounded true.
The prince said to the little carp, with a profound look on his face, "There is a Tianjin master in the upper study room. He often speaks some local dialect. This is the new word I learned."
He seemed a little disappointed, and muttered, "I was thinking that tonight is the first snow, and there will be no class in the study tomorrow morning, so I could take you back. Since you don't want to, forget it. It's getting late and too cold outside. Don't go back to the Courtyard, just sleep here." He got out of bed barefoot, and said cheerfully, "Take off your smock, I'll go blow out the wax."
Xinghe sat up suddenly, wondering what was going on. They were having sex but not doing anything, and were they just chatting
He placed one hand on his knee and murmured, "There is a good marriage, but I'm afraid your reputation will be ruined and no one will dare to marry you."
With a knowing smile on his face, he bent his waist and reported: "Master, the appointment is almost here. I will take the people to the side hall to listen to your orders. Let Master Su help you settle down."
The prince glanced at him and said nothing.
Xinghe felt strange, "What is the tip?"
But a good reunion was ruined like this. A bunch of irrelevant people were present, plus that master who couldn't be dismissed, the day she had been looking forward to since the beginning of the year passed in the blink of an eye, and she couldn't even say ten words to her mother.
The prince went around in circles, trying to cover up the embarrassment of using the dialect, and said, "Do you know how to lie on the ice to catch carp? How can a carp not be cold in the icy water? It's shivering with cold. So you are like a corner, what's wrong with that?"
Silence meant tacit agreement. Dequan seemed to have been pardoned, but he retreated to the outside of the curtain, waved quickly to the people standing by, and turned back to put on a smiling face to Xinghe, "I'll leave the matters inside to Master Su, please take care of it."
It seems that being abiding by the rules is really not good enough. Thinking back, when she was traveling between the Eastern Palace and the government offices, she was initially accompanied by a semi-escorted escort of a nanny and a eunuch in charge of ceremonies. Later, as time went by, those empty escorts were removed. However, she was completely focused on her work and never thought of taking advantage of her position to go home. To be honest, she had to be patient in her position. It was unnecessary and unsightly to let people make a fuss about every little detail. However, why, on the day when she was supposed to get married, it turned into a mess? After all, she only entered the palace to serve, not sold to the Huo family.
The prince leaned against the brocade cushion with a mocking smile on his face, "I remember you said that even if the fake play becomes real, you won't blink an eye. Why, you want to change your mind while your words are still fresh in my mind?"
With a knowing smile on his face, he bent his waist and reported: "Master, the appointment is almost here. I will take the people to the side hall to listen to your orders. Let Master Su help you settle down."
However, he could not boast, so the prince was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Come here and talk."
People from everywhere retreated in an instant, and Xinghe had to open the curtain to let in.
If she said she had never thought about this day, she would be deceiving herself. In the locked palace, countless dirty things happened every day. Whether it was the emperor or the prince, it was not a sin to have sex with a woman, and the one being favored had to feel honored. Now it was her turn. After all those years of carrying a dirty name, it was finally confirmed. She was nervous but slowly calmed down. In fact, it was nothing. She was not a petty woman. At her age, it was normal for her to have such things. Besides, the prince was still a virgin, clean and innocent, so she was not at a disadvantage.
Since you know it's not easy, why did you stay from the beginning to the end? Now you ask her if she's happy? Xinghe said yes, "I'm so happy, thank you for your help, Master."
"I know, you actually have something in mind..." he said, spreading his arms lazily.
She had no choice but to give in. She bent down, took off her shoes, and stepped onto the footstool. Just as she was about to kneel down and sit, he moved in and motioned for her to get on the bed.
She was in a bad mood. She was usually calm and didn't have the courage to argue with him, but today he was really too much. She hung her Yanfu on the hanger and said in a pinched voice: "How dare I have any idea? Today is the day I will kiss, and the master allowed me to take a day off. I am grateful to the master. But I was resting and troubled the master to come to the West Pond Courtyard. If I had known this, I would rather not kiss than disturb the master."
Looking up, the prince had a gloomy face. It was obviously her who had been ruined, so it was wise of this gentleman to take the initiative.
The prince ignored him and just kept looking at the people outside the curtain. Dequan suddenly understood that his master really needed to clear away heat and reduce internal heat, but the prescription was not the throat lozenges prescribed by the Imperial Hospital, but the Imperial Observatory's signature skill - Zhen Gua.
She was unhappy, standing outside the curtain of the side hall, and couldn't help but frowning. She thought to herself that she would have to go to the government office more often in the future, and if she could find time to do some private business one day, no one could stop her.
The prince said, "You don't like your mother to misunderstand you, so you plan to find a good family in the future?"
She had her own way of speaking, in a roundabout and tactful way, so it was no wonder that he butted in. She used words like "labor" and "disturbing the carriage" and "retreating to advance" and it was clear that she was trying to choke him.
The wide sleeves of the Yanfu were stretched out, and the clusters of brocade patterns on the black satin were surging and entwined, bursting out like a storm. Xinghe lowered her eyes and took off the Yanfu for him, her expression respectful and docile. But the master guessed that you had an idea, and you had to make one up even if you didn't have one. She thought for a moment and said, "I want to..."
The prince glanced at him and said nothing.
He looked at her sideways, "I should punish you for disobedience."
She snorted slightly, "I will wait for the master to go to bed."
However, he could not boast, so the prince was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Come here and talk."
She had her own way of speaking, in a roundabout and tactful way, so it was no wonder that he butted in. She used words like "labor" and "disturbing the carriage" and "retreating to advance" and it was clear that she was trying to choke him.
Xinghe was already feeling embarrassed for having suffered a loss in silence, and he felt even more aggrieved after hearing what he said. He sullenly crossed his legs and replied with a "yes".
"I had no other intentions in meeting your mother. As I said, I just wanted to reassure her. Aren't all mothers like that? They worry day and night, worrying about their children being harmed or bullied. You have been in my palace for ten years, and some bad rumors have spread during these ten years. We know we are innocent, but outsiders may not believe us. I thought, since it has come to this, I might as well express my stance so that your mother can be reassured." His eyes drifted across her cheek intentionally or unintentionally. Her face was dull, which was very different from her usual shrewdness. She looked stupid, which meant that he had hit her right on the spot this time. The prince casually pulled the quilt over and threw it to her, "Are you cold? Your face looks like a crooked point."
She was daydreaming outside, while the person in the curtains walked slowly under the dragon and phoenix caisson with his hands behind his back. The palaces in the palace were decorated luxuriously, and there was a rule that "every floor must have a carpet". Especially in winter, those exquisite and gorgeous carpets became a must-have in the bedroom and study. The black boots wandered on it, and even if she stomped her feet, it would not make much noise. Her mind was elsewhere. The prince walked around the room several times, but she did not even raise her eyes.
It was originally considered a good day. Although he could not go home, his mother, whom he had not seen for many years, came to the palace. Being able to act coquettishly in front of her and say a few childish words was also a consolation for her long-term deliberate maturity.
The prince moved a little further inside and leaned against the mother-of-pearl cabinet on the inside of the bed. When he turned his eyes away, he did not forget to roll his eyes at her, "You are a petty person."
The prince did not respond to her, but only asked: "Are you happy to meet me today? It has been ten years, and it is not easy to see each other."
The prince was in a very complicated mood now. He looked helplessly at the woman beside him. She had a look of high spirits and was probably thinking that he was going to have sex with her.
With a knowing smile on his face, he bent his waist and reported: "Master, the appointment is almost here. I will take the people to the side hall to listen to your orders. Let Master Su help you settle down."
This time she was a little surprised. In the past few years, she would snuggle up to his legs and let him touch her like a dog. This time he wanted to get on the bed? She looked at the apricot-yellow mattress and seemed very hesitant: "I am unworthy and incompetent. I dare not get on the master's bed."
Since you know it's not easy, why did you stay from the beginning to the end? Now you ask her if she's happy? Xinghe said yes, "I'm so happy, thank you for your help, Master."
After comforting herself, she untied her belt and sat on the edge of the bed. He didn't cover her with a blanket, so she climbed up from the foot like a concubine. She couldn't smile or make sweet noises, so she just lay down with her arms and legs spread out and let him do whatever he wanted.
She was daydreaming outside, while the person in the curtains walked slowly under the dragon and phoenix caisson with his hands behind his back. The palaces in the palace were decorated luxuriously, and there was a rule that "every floor must have a carpet". Especially in winter, those exquisite and gorgeous carpets became a must-have in the bedroom and study. The black boots wandered on it, and even if she stomped her feet, it would not make much noise. Her mind was elsewhere. The prince walked around the room several times, but she did not even raise her eyes.
People from everywhere retreated in an instant, and Xinghe had to open the curtain to let in.
If she said she had never thought about this day, she would be deceiving herself. In the locked palace, countless dirty things happened every day. Whether it was the emperor or the prince, it was not a sin to have sex with a woman, and the one being favored had to feel honored. Now it was her turn. After all those years of carrying a dirty name, it was finally confirmed. She was nervous but slowly calmed down. In fact, it was nothing. She was not a petty woman. At her age, it was normal for her to have such things. Besides, the prince was still a virgin, clean and innocent, so she was not at a disadvantage.
"I know, you actually have something in mind..." he said, spreading his arms lazily.
Xinghe shook his head, "Didn't the master say that he would find a good marriage for me in the future?"
She didn't move her feet, lowered her head and said, "I haven't washed my hair yet."
Xinghe suddenly felt that all his years of study were in vain. So that's what lying on the ice to catch carp meant. After all, he was the prince, so his nonsense sounded true.
People from everywhere retreated in an instant, and Xinghe had to open the curtain to let in.
The prince said, "You don't like your mother to misunderstand you, so you plan to find a good family in the future?"
The wide sleeves of the Yanfu were stretched out, and the clusters of brocade patterns on the black satin were surging and entwined, bursting out like a storm. Xinghe lowered her eyes and took off the Yanfu for him, her expression respectful and docile. But the master guessed that you had an idea, and you had to make one up even if you didn't have one. She thought for a moment and said, "I want to..."
The prince glanced at him and said nothing.
But a good reunion was ruined like this. A bunch of irrelevant people were present, plus that master who couldn't be dismissed, the day she had been looking forward to since the beginning of the year passed in the blink of an eye, and she couldn't even say ten words to her mother.
"What are you thinking about?" He suddenly interrupted her and took a step back. His snow-white shirt set off his angry expression, which looked quite eerie under the light. "How dare you have such an idea?"
The prince glanced at him and said nothing.
With a knowing smile on his face, he bent his waist and reported: "Master, the appointment is almost here. I will take the people to the side hall to listen to your orders. Let Master Su help you settle down."
Sometimes when I think back, I can't help but feel a little melancholy. For so many years, wearing that skin, each of us had our own calculations. Like now, sitting on the bed and talking, although there is no manners, the heart is pure.
He placed one hand on his knee and murmured, "There is a good marriage, but I'm afraid your reputation will be ruined and no one will dare to marry you."
She opened her mouth, but she just wanted to report to him the latest staffing structure of the Control Army Department. However, his expression suddenly changed, and she didn't know where to start with the rest of the conversation.
This time she was a little surprised. In the past few years, she would snuggle up to his legs and let him touch her like a dog. This time he wanted to get on the bed? She looked at the apricot-yellow mattress and seemed very hesitant: "I am unworthy and incompetent. I dare not get on the master's bed."
After comforting herself, she untied her belt and sat on the edge of the bed. He didn't cover her with a blanket, so she climbed up from the foot like a concubine. She couldn't smile or make sweet noises, so she just lay down with her arms and legs spread out and let him do whatever he wanted.
Here he goes again, endlessly taking apart and smoothing hair. She almost started to wonder if he had some kind of disease. He had been playing the same trick for more than ten years, and he could always do it in a new way without getting bored.
She was in a bad mood. She was usually calm and didn't have the courage to argue with him, but today he was really too much. She hung her Yanfu on the hanger and said in a pinched voice: "How dare I have any idea? Today is the day I will kiss, and the master allowed me to take a day off. I am grateful to the master. But I was resting and troubled the master to come to the West Pond Courtyard. If I had known this, I would rather not kiss than disturb the master."
It seems that being abiding by the rules is really not good enough. Thinking back, when she was traveling between the Eastern Palace and the government offices, she was initially accompanied by a semi-escorted escort of a nanny and a eunuch in charge of ceremonies. Later, as time went by, those empty escorts were removed. However, she was completely focused on her work and never thought of taking advantage of her position to go home. To be honest, she had to be patient in her position. It was unnecessary and unsightly to let people make a fuss about every little detail. However, why, on the day when she was supposed to get married, it turned into a mess? After all, she only entered the palace to serve, not sold to the Huo family.
Xinghe sat up suddenly, wondering what was going on. They were having sex but not doing anything, and were they just chatting
Of course it's good to put what you've learned into practice, but saying her face looks like a carp's son has nothing to do with being frozen. She pondered for a while, "Is this really how you use the tip of the wedge?"
"I had no other intentions in meeting your mother. As I said, I just wanted to reassure her. Aren't all mothers like that? They worry day and night, worrying about their children being harmed or bullied. You have been in my palace for ten years, and some bad rumors have spread during these ten years. We know we are innocent, but outsiders may not believe us. I thought, since it has come to this, I might as well express my stance so that your mother can be reassured." His eyes drifted across her cheek intentionally or unintentionally. Her face was dull, which was very different from her usual shrewdness. She looked stupid, which meant that he had hit her right on the spot this time. The prince casually pulled the quilt over and threw it to her, "Are you cold? Your face looks like a crooked point."
The prince said to the little carp, with a profound look on his face, "There is a Tianjin master in the upper study room. He often speaks some local dialect. This is the new word I learned."
She had her own way of speaking, in a roundabout and tactful way, so it was no wonder that he butted in. She used words like "labor" and "disturbing the carriage" and "retreating to advance" and it was clear that she was trying to choke him.
Here he goes again, endlessly taking apart and smoothing hair. She almost started to wonder if he had some kind of disease. He had been playing the same trick for more than ten years, and he could always do it in a new way without getting bored.
Silence meant tacit agreement. Dequan seemed to have been pardoned, but he retreated to the outside of the curtain, waved quickly to the people standing by, and turned back to put on a smiling face to Xinghe, "I'll leave the matters inside to Master Su, please take care of it."
The prince could hear the mystery behind it, and there was nothing to refute. He turned around, stepped onto the footrest, leaned against the bed frame, and said in a soft voice: "I just want to see your mother, isn't that right?"
He seemed a little disappointed, and muttered, "I was thinking that tonight is the first snow, and there will be no class in the study tomorrow morning, so I could take you back. Since you don't want to, forget it. It's getting late and too cold outside. Don't go back to the Courtyard, just sleep here." He got out of bed barefoot, and said cheerfully, "Take off your smock, I'll go blow out the wax."
She was in a bad mood. She was usually calm and didn't have the courage to argue with him, but today he was really too much. She hung her Yanfu on the hanger and said in a pinched voice: "How dare I have any idea? Today is the day I will kiss, and the master allowed me to take a day off. I am grateful to the master. But I was resting and troubled the master to come to the West Pond Courtyard. If I had known this, I would rather not kiss than disturb the master."
They actually had their own thoughts. Today's play was not only fun, but also had its own deep meaning. But if you think about it carefully, it's not necessarily a deliberate plan. It's just that he has seen her too much in her official uniform, and he wants to see her dress up as a girl, with eyebrows and eyes painted. In fact, she is just as he expected, very dignified and beautiful. Especially the gentle bow behind the diamond-shaped window, which has the beauty of the spring breeze.
The prince said to the little carp, with a profound look on his face, "There is a Tianjin master in the upper study room. He often speaks some local dialect. This is the new word I learned."
They actually had their own thoughts. Today's play was not only fun, but also had its own deep meaning. But if you think about it carefully, it's not necessarily a deliberate plan. It's just that he has seen her too much in her official uniform, and he wants to see her dress up as a girl, with eyebrows and eyes painted. In fact, she is just as he expected, very dignified and beautiful. Especially the gentle bow behind the diamond-shaped window, which has the beauty of the spring breeze.
Since you know it's not easy, why did you stay from the beginning to the end? Now you ask her if she's happy? Xinghe said yes, "I'm so happy, thank you for your help, Master."
He seemed a little disappointed, and muttered, "I was thinking that tonight is the first snow, and there will be no class in the study tomorrow morning, so I could take you back. Since you don't want to, forget it. It's getting late and too cold outside. Don't go back to the Courtyard, just sleep here." He got out of bed barefoot, and said cheerfully, "Take off your smock, I'll go blow out the wax."
She was like this, it was easy to lead people astray. The prince pulled her with some contempt, "Who told you to lie down?"
Why should he? He is not a real son-in-law! She sighed and said, "My dear master, if you have any instructions, just send someone to tell me, I will obey you. My mother is a woman of deep house, you will scare her with your appearance."
She was unhappy, standing outside the curtain of the side hall, and couldn't help but frowning. She thought to herself that she would have to go to the government office more often in the future, and if she could find time to do some private business one day, no one could stop her.
The prince could hear the mystery behind it, and there was nothing to refute. He turned around, stepped onto the footrest, leaned against the bed frame, and said in a soft voice: "I just want to see your mother, isn't that right?"
Xinghe sat up suddenly, wondering what was going on. They were having sex but not doing anything, and were they just chatting
The prince said to the little carp, with a profound look on his face, "There is a Tianjin master in the upper study room. He often speaks some local dialect. This is the new word I learned."
They actually had their own thoughts. Today's play was not only fun, but also had its own deep meaning. But if you think about it carefully, it's not necessarily a deliberate plan. It's just that he has seen her too much in her official uniform, and he wants to see her dress up as a girl, with eyebrows and eyes painted. In fact, she is just as he expected, very dignified and beautiful. Especially the gentle bow behind the diamond-shaped window, which has the beauty of the spring breeze.
He seemed a little disappointed, and muttered, "I was thinking that tonight is the first snow, and there will be no class in the study tomorrow morning, so I could take you back. Since you don't want to, forget it. It's getting late and too cold outside. Don't go back to the Courtyard, just sleep here." He got out of bed barefoot, and said cheerfully, "Take off your smock, I'll go blow out the wax."
"I know, you actually have something in mind..." he said, spreading his arms lazily.
Sometimes when I think back, I can't help but feel a little melancholy. For so many years, wearing that skin, each of us had our own calculations. Like now, sitting on the bed and talking, although there is no manners, the heart is pure.
She was unhappy, standing outside the curtain of the side hall, and couldn't help but frowning. She thought to herself that she would have to go to the government office more often in the future, and if she could find time to do some private business one day, no one could stop her.
It was originally considered a good day. Although he could not go home, his mother, whom he had not seen for many years, came to the palace. Being able to act coquettishly in front of her and say a few childish words was also a consolation for her long-term deliberate maturity.
However, he could not boast, so the prince was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Come here and talk."
"Master, do you have a sore throat?" Dequan looked up. "The Imperial Hospital just prescribed some heat-clearing medicine. Can I get some for you?"
Xinghe was already feeling embarrassed for having suffered a loss in silence, and he felt even more aggrieved after hearing what he said. He sullenly crossed his legs and replied with a "yes".
Here he goes again, endlessly taking apart and smoothing hair. She almost started to wonder if he had some kind of disease. He had been playing the same trick for more than ten years, and he could always do it in a new way without getting bored.
This time she was a little surprised. In the past few years, she would snuggle up to his legs and let him touch her like a dog. This time he wanted to get on the bed? She looked at the apricot-yellow mattress and seemed very hesitant: "I am unworthy and incompetent. I dare not get on the master's bed."
She was in a bad mood. She was usually calm and didn't have the courage to argue with him, but today he was really too much. She hung her Yanfu on the hanger and said in a pinched voice: "How dare I have any idea? Today is the day I will kiss, and the master allowed me to take a day off. I am grateful to the master. But I was resting and troubled the master to come to the West Pond Courtyard. If I had known this, I would rather not kiss than disturb the master."
She didn't move her feet, lowered her head and said, "I haven't washed my hair yet."
The prince went around in circles, trying to cover up the embarrassment of using the dialect, and said, "Do you know how to lie on the ice to catch carp? How can a carp not be cold in the icy water? It's shivering with cold. So you are like a corner, what's wrong with that?"
Xinghe suddenly felt that all his years of study were in vain. So that's what lying on the ice to catch carp meant. After all, he was the prince, so his nonsense sounded true.
The prince was in a very complicated mood now. He looked helplessly at the woman beside him. She had a look of high spirits and was probably thinking that he was going to have sex with her.
The prince coughed, and she straightened her slightly slumped waist, stood straight, and stared at the ground. He was a little suffocated, and coughed even louder, but it didn't attract her attention, but attracted Dequan.
"What are you thinking about?" He suddenly interrupted her and took a step back. His snow-white shirt set off his angry expression, which looked quite eerie under the light. "How dare you have such an idea?"
The prince didn't say anything, but there was a warning in his eyes. He began to wonder if he had indulged her too much, which made her more and more daring. As for Xinghe, she had been living under a low roof for more than ten years. Even if she had strong bones, she had to hide in front of him.
This time she was a little surprised. In the past few years, she would snuggle up to his legs and let him touch her like a dog. This time he wanted to get on the bed? She looked at the apricot-yellow mattress and seemed very hesitant: "I am unworthy and incompetent. I dare not get on the master's bed."
He looked at her sideways, "I should punish you for disobedience."
It was freezing cold outside, the ice beads had long since turned into heavy snow, covering the sky and the earth. The palace lanterns were hanging high, the red charcoal in the charcoal basin was burning hot, and the people in the palace had all left, leaving only the two of them, and the feeling of childhood vaguely returned. Xinghe remembered that when he first arrived at the East Palace, he was very reserved, and he had to think twice before taking a step. The prince didn't put on airs, they were childhood sweethearts, and they got along very casually when there were no outsiders around. Later, when he grew up, he knew how to advance and retreat, and knew his position. The master is the master, and the subordinate is the subordinate. If you can't cross the class gap, you will be far away from each other.
The prince moved a little further inside and leaned against the mother-of-pearl cabinet on the inside of the bed. When he turned his eyes away, he did not forget to roll his eyes at her, "You are a petty person."
It was freezing cold outside, the ice beads had long since turned into heavy snow, covering the sky and the earth. The palace lanterns were hanging high, the red charcoal in the charcoal basin was burning hot, and the people in the palace had all left, leaving only the two of them, and the feeling of childhood vaguely returned. Xinghe remembered that when he first arrived at the East Palace, he was very reserved, and he had to think twice before taking a step. The prince didn't put on airs, they were childhood sweethearts, and they got along very casually when there were no outsiders around. Later, when he grew up, he knew how to advance and retreat, and knew his position. The master is the master, and the subordinate is the subordinate. If you can't cross the class gap, you will be far away from each other.
The prince coughed, and she straightened her slightly slumped waist, stood straight, and stared at the ground. He was a little suffocated, and coughed even louder, but it didn't attract her attention, but attracted Dequan.
The prince ignored him and just kept looking at the people outside the curtain. Dequan suddenly understood that his master really needed to clear away heat and reduce internal heat, but the prescription was not the throat lozenges prescribed by the Imperial Hospital, but the Imperial Observatory's signature skill - Zhen Gua.
Following the prince's line of sight, he thought that Lord Su was dressed really well today. He followed the master and served him the whole time, and the master's eyes were fixed on him. It turned out that she used to be intimate with a man, but only now did she feel the taste. He, the chief steward of Lizheng Palace, was born with a pair of eyes that could recognize people. At the beginning, he felt that Lord Su was different from others. Those accountants, sleeping quarters, ceremonial masters, and gatekeepers hated her when they saw her. Everyone knew that the eight female officials in the four positions of the East Palace were responsible for the affairs of the prince's bedroom. The prince had to learn "skills" from the age of sixteen, and those female officials were just sparring partners. As a result, the work was intercepted by others, and he was so angry that he complained whenever he got the chance, saying that the female minister had exceeded her authority and robbed the emperor's post. He replied, "A good horse is known by its legs, and a capable person is known by his mouth. Whoever has the ability can do it." As a result, none of the women dared to do it. In just five years, Lord Su jumped from the position of Minister of Documents to the position of Deputy Commander-in-Chief. Even the sick beauties in the palace trembled when they heard the guillotine, let alone the officials in the Ministry of Military Control.
With a knowing smile on his face, he bent his waist and reported: "Master, the appointment is almost here. I will take the people to the side hall to listen to your orders. Let Master Su help you settle down."
She had no choice but to walk over and stop under the pedal.
The beaded curtain swayed, and the lights shone like stars all over the ground. Her face was on the other side of the beaded curtain, and no matter which corner of the room she stood in, she looked like someone owed her tens of thousands of taels of silver.
Xinghe sat up suddenly, wondering what was going on. They were having sex but not doing anything, and were they just chatting
"I know, you actually have something in mind..." he said, spreading his arms lazily.
He probably noticed it too, and waved his hand, saying, "Anyway, there's no one in the court who's worthy of you... Do you miss home? Do you want to go back and visit?"
She opened her mouth, but she just wanted to report to him the latest staffing structure of the Control Army Department. However, his expression suddenly changed, and she didn't know where to start with the rest of the conversation.
The prince could hear the mystery behind it, and there was nothing to refute. He turned around, stepped onto the footrest, leaned against the bed frame, and said in a soft voice: "I just want to see your mother, isn't that right?"
The prince was in a very complicated mood now. He looked helplessly at the woman beside him. She had a look of high spirits and was probably thinking that he was going to have sex with her.
Xinghe was already feeling embarrassed for having suffered a loss in silence, and he felt even more aggrieved after hearing what he said. He sullenly crossed his legs and replied with a "yes".
The footrest of Zitan's Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea was wide, and the prince sat on the edge of the bed, and it was difficult for him to reach her. The two of them just stared at each other from a distance, neither of them was willing to move, and they were both competing with each other.
"I know, you actually have something in mind..." he said, spreading his arms lazily.
Xinghe suddenly felt that all his years of study were in vain. So that's what lying on the ice to catch carp meant. After all, he was the prince, so his nonsense sounded true.
Xinghe sat up suddenly, wondering what was going on. They were having sex but not doing anything, and were they just chatting
She stared blankly again after hearing this. She had known long ago that he did it on purpose, and now that he was saying it out loud, he really wasn't afraid of disappointing people.
The wide sleeves of the Yanfu were stretched out, and the clusters of brocade patterns on the black satin were surging and entwined, bursting out like a storm. Xinghe lowered her eyes and took off the Yanfu for him, her expression respectful and docile. But the master guessed that you had an idea, and you had to make one up even if you didn't have one. She thought for a moment and said, "I want to..."
It seems that being abiding by the rules is really not good enough. Thinking back, when she was traveling between the Eastern Palace and the government offices, she was initially accompanied by a semi-escorted escort of a nanny and a eunuch in charge of ceremonies. Later, as time went by, those empty escorts were removed. However, she was completely focused on her work and never thought of taking advantage of her position to go home. To be honest, she had to be patient in her position. It was unnecessary and unsightly to let people make a fuss about every little detail. However, why, on the day when she was supposed to get married, it turned into a mess? After all, she only entered the palace to serve, not sold to the Huo family.
The prince didn't say anything, but there was a warning in his eyes. He began to wonder if he had indulged her too much, which made her more and more daring. As for Xinghe, she had been living under a low roof for more than ten years. Even if she had strong bones, she had to hide in front of him.
Xinghe was afraid of falling into a trap, so he replied lightly, "I don't want to."
It was originally considered a good day. Although he could not go home, his mother, whom he had not seen for many years, came to the palace. Being able to act coquettishly in front of her and say a few childish words was also a consolation for her long-term deliberate maturity.
"I know, you actually have something in mind..." he said, spreading his arms lazily.
This time she was a little surprised. In the past few years, she would snuggle up to his legs and let him touch her like a dog. This time he wanted to get on the bed? She looked at the apricot-yellow mattress and seemed very hesitant: "I am unworthy and incompetent. I dare not get on the master's bed."
She had her own way of speaking, in a roundabout and tactful way, so it was no wonder that he butted in. She used words like "labor" and "disturbing the carriage" and "retreating to advance" and it was clear that she was trying to choke him.
It seems that being abiding by the rules is really not good enough. Thinking back, when she was traveling between the Eastern Palace and the government offices, she was initially accompanied by a semi-escorted escort of a nanny and a eunuch in charge of ceremonies. Later, as time went by, those empty escorts were removed. However, she was completely focused on her work and never thought of taking advantage of her position to go home. To be honest, she had to be patient in her position. It was unnecessary and unsightly to let people make a fuss about every little detail. However, why, on the day when she was supposed to get married, it turned into a mess? After all, she only entered the palace to serve, not sold to the Huo family.
She had no choice but to give in. She bent down, took off her shoes, and stepped onto the footstool. Just as she was about to kneel down and sit, he moved in and motioned for her to get on the bed.
Xinghe was already feeling embarrassed for having suffered a loss in silence, and he felt even more aggrieved after hearing what he said. He sullenly crossed his legs and replied with a "yes".
Xinghe was already feeling embarrassed for having suffered a loss in silence, and he felt even more aggrieved after hearing what he said. He sullenly crossed his legs and replied with a "yes".
He seemed a little disappointed, and muttered, "I was thinking that tonight is the first snow, and there will be no class in the study tomorrow morning, so I could take you back. Since you don't want to, forget it. It's getting late and too cold outside. Don't go back to the Courtyard, just sleep here." He got out of bed barefoot, and said cheerfully, "Take off your smock, I'll go blow out the wax."
She had her own way of speaking, in a roundabout and tactful way, so it was no wonder that he butted in. She used words like "labor" and "disturbing the carriage" and "retreating to advance" and it was clear that she was trying to choke him.
He placed one hand on his knee and murmured, "There is a good marriage, but I'm afraid your reputation will be ruined and no one will dare to marry you."
Xinghe was afraid of falling into a trap, so he replied lightly, "I don't want to."
Xinghe was already feeling embarrassed for having suffered a loss in silence, and he felt even more aggrieved after hearing what he said. He sullenly crossed his legs and replied with a "yes".
This time she was a little surprised. In the past few years, she would snuggle up to his legs and let him touch her like a dog. This time he wanted to get on the bed? She looked at the apricot-yellow mattress and seemed very hesitant: "I am unworthy and incompetent. I dare not get on the master's bed."
She was like this, it was easy to lead people astray. The prince pulled her with some contempt, "Who told you to lie down?"
Looking up, the prince had a gloomy face. It was obviously her who had been ruined, so it was wise of this gentleman to take the initiative.
The prince leaned against the brocade cushion with a mocking smile on his face, "I remember you said that even if the fake play becomes real, you won't blink an eye. Why, you want to change your mind while your words are still fresh in my mind?"
This time she was a little surprised. In the past few years, she would snuggle up to his legs and let him touch her like a dog. This time he wanted to get on the bed? She looked at the apricot-yellow mattress and seemed very hesitant: "I am unworthy and incompetent. I dare not get on the master's bed."
The footrest of Zitan's Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea was wide, and the prince sat on the edge of the bed, and it was difficult for him to reach her. The two of them just stared at each other from a distance, neither of them was willing to move, and they were both competing with each other.
The prince glanced at him and said nothing.
"I know, you actually have something in mind..." he said, spreading his arms lazily.
People from everywhere retreated in an instant, and Xinghe had to open the curtain to let in.
Xinghe was afraid of falling into a trap, so he replied lightly, "I don't want to."
If she said she had never thought about this day, she would be deceiving herself. In the locked palace, countless dirty things happened every day. Whether it was the emperor or the prince, it was not a sin to have sex with a woman, and the one being favored had to feel honored. Now it was her turn. After all those years of carrying a dirty name, it was finally confirmed. She was nervous but slowly calmed down. In fact, it was nothing. She was not a petty woman. At her age, it was normal for her to have such things. Besides, the prince was still a virgin, clean and innocent, so she was not at a disadvantage.
If she said she had never thought about this day, she would be deceiving herself. In the locked palace, countless dirty things happened every day. Whether it was the emperor or the prince, it was not a sin to have sex with a woman, and the one being favored had to feel honored. Now it was her turn. After all those years of carrying a dirty name, it was finally confirmed. She was nervous but slowly calmed down. In fact, it was nothing. She was not a petty woman. At her age, it was normal for her to have such things. Besides, the prince was still a virgin, clean and innocent, so she was not at a disadvantage.
The prince was in a very complicated mood now. He looked helplessly at the woman beside him. She had a look of high spirits and was probably thinking that he was going to have sex with her.
She stared blankly again after hearing this. She had known long ago that he did it on purpose, and now that he was saying it out loud, he really wasn't afraid of disappointing people.
She was born without the ability to blush, and she stared at him with her eyes fixed on him. "Are there any rules for what poses to take?"
"I had no other intentions in meeting your mother. As I said, I just wanted to reassure her. Aren't all mothers like that? They worry day and night, worrying about their children being harmed or bullied. You have been in my palace for ten years, and some bad rumors have spread during these ten years. We know we are innocent, but outsiders may not believe us. I thought, since it has come to this, I might as well express my stance so that your mother can be reassured." His eyes drifted across her cheek intentionally or unintentionally. Her face was dull, which was very different from her usual shrewdness. She looked stupid, which meant that he had hit her right on the spot this time. The prince casually pulled the quilt over and threw it to her, "Are you cold? Your face looks like a crooked point."
After comforting herself, she untied her belt and sat on the edge of the bed. He didn't cover her with a blanket, so she climbed up from the foot like a concubine. She couldn't smile or make sweet noises, so she just lay down with her arms and legs spread out and let him do whatever he wanted.
Xinghe was afraid of falling into a trap, so he replied lightly, "I don't want to."
The prince didn't say anything, but there was a warning in his eyes. He began to wonder if he had indulged her too much, which made her more and more daring. As for Xinghe, she had been living under a low roof for more than ten years. Even if she had strong bones, she had to hide in front of him.
The wide sleeves of the Yanfu were stretched out, and the clusters of brocade patterns on the black satin were surging and entwined, bursting out like a storm. Xinghe lowered her eyes and took off the Yanfu for him, her expression respectful and docile. But the master guessed that you had an idea, and you had to make one up even if you didn't have one. She thought for a moment and said, "I want to..."
She opened her mouth, but she just wanted to report to him the latest staffing structure of the Control Army Department. However, his expression suddenly changed, and she didn't know where to start with the rest of the conversation.
She opened her mouth, but she just wanted to report to him the latest staffing structure of the Control Army Department. However, his expression suddenly changed, and she didn't know where to start with the rest of the conversation.
After comforting herself, she untied her belt and sat on the edge of the bed. He didn't cover her with a blanket, so she climbed up from the foot like a concubine. She couldn't smile or make sweet noises, so she just lay down with her arms and legs spread out and let him do whatever he wanted.
Xinghe felt strange, "What is the tip?"
The prince coughed, and she straightened her slightly slumped waist, stood straight, and stared at the ground. He was a little suffocated, and coughed even louder, but it didn't attract her attention, but attracted Dequan.
The prince was in a very complicated mood now. He looked helplessly at the woman beside him. She had a look of high spirits and was probably thinking that he was going to have sex with her.
Xinghe suddenly felt that all his years of study were in vain. So that's what lying on the ice to catch carp meant. After all, he was the prince, so his nonsense sounded true.
This time she was a little surprised. In the past few years, she would snuggle up to his legs and let him touch her like a dog. This time he wanted to get on the bed? She looked at the apricot-yellow mattress and seemed very hesitant: "I am unworthy and incompetent. I dare not get on the master's bed."
The prince glanced at him and said nothing.
She snorted slightly, "I will wait for the master to go to bed."
After comforting herself, she untied her belt and sat on the edge of the bed. He didn't cover her with a blanket, so she climbed up from the foot like a concubine. She couldn't smile or make sweet noises, so she just lay down with her arms and legs spread out and let him do whatever he wanted.
She had no choice but to give in. She bent down, took off her shoes, and stepped onto the footstool. Just as she was about to kneel down and sit, he moved in and motioned for her to get on the bed.
Here he goes again, endlessly taking apart and smoothing hair. She almost started to wonder if he had some kind of disease. He had been playing the same trick for more than ten years, and he could always do it in a new way without getting bored.
Fortunately or unfortunately? Not unfortunately, the time has not come yet. He frowned and said, "Why do you look like you are lying down?"
"Master, do you have a sore throat?" Dequan looked up. "The Imperial Hospital just prescribed some heat-clearing medicine. Can I get some for you?"
Xinghe felt strange, "What is the tip?"
He placed one hand on his knee and murmured, "There is a good marriage, but I'm afraid your reputation will be ruined and no one will dare to marry you."
Here he goes again, endlessly taking apart and smoothing hair. She almost started to wonder if he had some kind of disease. He had been playing the same trick for more than ten years, and he could always do it in a new way without getting bored.
She was born without the ability to blush, and she stared at him with her eyes fixed on him. "Are there any rules for what poses to take?"
Xinghe suddenly felt that all his years of study were in vain. So that's what lying on the ice to catch carp meant. After all, he was the prince, so his nonsense sounded true.
She stared blankly again after hearing this. She had known long ago that he did it on purpose, and now that he was saying it out loud, he really wasn't afraid of disappointing people.
She was in a bad mood. She was usually calm and didn't have the courage to argue with him, but today he was really too much. She hung her Yanfu on the hanger and said in a pinched voice: "How dare I have any idea? Today is the day I will kiss, and the master allowed me to take a day off. I am grateful to the master. But I was resting and troubled the master to come to the West Pond Courtyard. If I had known this, I would rather not kiss than disturb the master."
The prince did not respond to her, but only asked: "Are you happy to meet me today? It has been ten years, and it is not easy to see each other."
After comforting herself, she untied her belt and sat on the edge of the bed. He didn't cover her with a blanket, so she climbed up from the foot like a concubine. She couldn't smile or make sweet noises, so she just lay down with her arms and legs spread out and let him do whatever he wanted.
Xinghe shook his head, "Didn't the master say that he would find a good marriage for me in the future?"
She was like this, it was easy to lead people astray. The prince pulled her with some contempt, "Who told you to lie down?"
It seems that being abiding by the rules is really not good enough. Thinking back, when she was traveling between the Eastern Palace and the government offices, she was initially accompanied by a semi-escorted escort of a nanny and a eunuch in charge of ceremonies. Later, as time went by, those empty escorts were removed. However, she was completely focused on her work and never thought of taking advantage of her position to go home. To be honest, she had to be patient in her position. It was unnecessary and unsightly to let people make a fuss about every little detail. However, why, on the day when she was supposed to get married, it turned into a mess? After all, she only entered the palace to serve, not sold to the Huo family.
Following the prince's line of sight, he thought that Lord Su was dressed really well today. He followed the master and served him the whole time, and the master's eyes were fixed on him. It turned out that she used to be intimate with a man, but only now did she feel the taste. He, the chief steward of Lizheng Palace, was born with a pair of eyes that could recognize people. At the beginning, he felt that Lord Su was different from others. Those accountants, sleeping quarters, ceremonial masters, and gatekeepers hated her when they saw her. Everyone knew that the eight female officials in the four positions of the East Palace were responsible for the affairs of the prince's bedroom. The prince had to learn "skills" from the age of sixteen, and those female officials were just sparring partners. As a result, the work was intercepted by others, and he was so angry that he complained whenever he got the chance, saying that the female minister had exceeded her authority and robbed the emperor's post. He replied, "A good horse is known by its legs, and a capable person is known by his mouth. Whoever has the ability can do it." As a result, none of the women dared to do it. In just five years, Lord Su jumped from the position of Minister of Documents to the position of Deputy Commander-in-Chief. Even the sick beauties in the palace trembled when they heard the guillotine, let alone the officials in the Ministry of Military Control.
She had her own way of speaking, in a roundabout and tactful way, so it was no wonder that he butted in. She used words like "labor" and "disturbing the carriage" and "retreating to advance" and it was clear that she was trying to choke him.
The prince coughed, and she straightened her slightly slumped waist, stood straight, and stared at the ground. He was a little suffocated, and coughed even louder, but it didn't attract her attention, but attracted Dequan.
Xinghe sat up suddenly, wondering what was going on. They were having sex but not doing anything, and were they just chatting
The prince leaned against the brocade cushion with a mocking smile on his face, "I remember you said that even if the fake play becomes real, you won't blink an eye. Why, you want to change your mind while your words are still fresh in my mind?"
Xinghe felt strange, "What is the tip?"
She was like this, it was easy to lead people astray. The prince pulled her with some contempt, "Who told you to lie down?"
She had her own way of speaking, in a roundabout and tactful way, so it was no wonder that he butted in. She used words like "labor" and "disturbing the carriage" and "retreating to advance" and it was clear that she was trying to choke him.
If she said she had never thought about this day, she would be deceiving herself. In the locked palace, countless dirty things happened every day. Whether it was the emperor or the prince, it was not a sin to have sex with a woman, and the one being favored had to feel honored. Now it was her turn. After all those years of carrying a dirty name, it was finally confirmed. She was nervous but slowly calmed down. In fact, it was nothing. She was not a petty woman. At her age, it was normal for her to have such things. Besides, the prince was still a virgin, clean and innocent, so she was not at a disadvantage.
The prince ignored him and just kept looking at the people outside the curtain. Dequan suddenly understood that his master really needed to clear away heat and reduce internal heat, but the prescription was not the throat lozenges prescribed by the Imperial Hospital, but the Imperial Observatory's signature skill - Zhen Gua.
This time she was a little surprised. In the past few years, she would snuggle up to his legs and let him touch her like a dog. This time he wanted to get on the bed? She looked at the apricot-yellow mattress and seemed very hesitant: "I am unworthy and incompetent. I dare not get on the master's bed."
Sometimes when I think back, I can't help but feel a little melancholy. For so many years, wearing that skin, each of us had our own calculations. Like now, sitting on the bed and talking, although there is no manners, the heart is pure.
The prince moved a little further inside and leaned against the mother-of-pearl cabinet on the inside of the bed. When he turned his eyes away, he did not forget to roll his eyes at her, "You are a petty person."
They actually had their own thoughts. Today's play was not only fun, but also had its own deep meaning. But if you think about it carefully, it's not necessarily a deliberate plan. It's just that he has seen her too much in her official uniform, and he wants to see her dress up as a girl, with eyebrows and eyes painted. In fact, she is just as he expected, very dignified and beautiful. Especially the gentle bow behind the diamond-shaped window, which has the beauty of the spring breeze.
The prince went around in circles, trying to cover up the embarrassment of using the dialect, and said, "Do you know how to lie on the ice to catch carp? How can a carp not be cold in the icy water? It's shivering with cold. So you are like a corner, what's wrong with that?"
He probably noticed it too, and waved his hand, saying, "Anyway, there's no one in the court who's worthy of you... Do you miss home? Do you want to go back and visit?"
She had her own way of speaking, in a roundabout and tactful way, so it was no wonder that he butted in. She used words like "labor" and "disturbing the carriage" and "retreating to advance" and it was clear that she was trying to choke him.
Xinghe was already feeling embarrassed for having suffered a loss in silence, and he felt even more aggrieved after hearing what he said. He sullenly crossed his legs and replied with a "yes".
Fortunately or unfortunately? Not unfortunately, the time has not come yet. He frowned and said, "Why do you look like you are lying down?"
With a knowing smile on his face, he bent his waist and reported: "Master, the appointment is almost here. I will take the people to the side hall to listen to your orders. Let Master Su help you settle down."
He seemed a little disappointed, and muttered, "I was thinking that tonight is the first snow, and there will be no class in the study tomorrow morning, so I could take you back. Since you don't want to, forget it. It's getting late and too cold outside. Don't go back to the Courtyard, just sleep here." He got out of bed barefoot, and said cheerfully, "Take off your smock, I'll go blow out the wax."
"I had no other intentions in meeting your mother. As I said, I just wanted to reassure her. Aren't all mothers like that? They worry day and night, worrying about their children being harmed or bullied. You have been in my palace for ten years, and some bad rumors have spread during these ten years. We know we are innocent, but outsiders may not believe us. I thought, since it has come to this, I might as well express my stance so that your mother can be reassured." His eyes drifted across her cheek intentionally or unintentionally. Her face was dull, which was very different from her usual shrewdness. She looked stupid, which meant that he had hit her right on the spot this time. The prince casually pulled the quilt over and threw it to her, "Are you cold? Your face looks like a crooked point."
The prince coughed, and she straightened her slightly slumped waist, stood straight, and stared at the ground. He was a little suffocated, and coughed even louder, but it didn't attract her attention, but attracted Dequan.
It was originally considered a good day. Although he could not go home, his mother, whom he had not seen for many years, came to the palace. Being able to act coquettishly in front of her and say a few childish words was also a consolation for her long-term deliberate maturity.
The prince went around in circles, trying to cover up the embarrassment of using the dialect, and said, "Do you know how to lie on the ice to catch carp? How can a carp not be cold in the icy water? It's shivering with cold. So you are like a corner, what's wrong with that?"
Xinghe felt strange, "What is the tip?"
He seemed a little disappointed, and muttered, "I was thinking that tonight is the first snow, and there will be no class in the study tomorrow morning, so I could take you back. Since you don't want to, forget it. It's getting late and too cold outside. Don't go back to the Courtyard, just sleep here." He got out of bed barefoot, and said cheerfully, "Take off your smock, I'll go blow out the wax."
Silence meant tacit agreement. Dequan seemed to have been pardoned, but he retreated to the outside of the curtain, waved quickly to the people standing by, and turned back to put on a smiling face to Xinghe, "I'll leave the matters inside to Master Su, please take care of it."
But a good reunion was ruined like this. A bunch of irrelevant people were present, plus that master who couldn't be dismissed, the day she had been looking forward to since the beginning of the year passed in the blink of an eye, and she couldn't even say ten words to her mother.
The wide sleeves of the Yanfu were stretched out, and the clusters of brocade patterns on the black satin were surging and entwined, bursting out like a storm. Xinghe lowered her eyes and took off the Yanfu for him, her expression respectful and docile. But the master guessed that you had an idea, and you had to make one up even if you didn't have one. She thought for a moment and said, "I want to..."
The prince did not respond to her, but only asked: "Are you happy to meet me today? It has been ten years, and it is not easy to see each other."
With a knowing smile on his face, he bent his waist and reported: "Master, the appointment is almost here. I will take the people to the side hall to listen to your orders. Let Master Su help you settle down."
She had her own way of speaking, in a roundabout and tactful way, so it was no wonder that he butted in. She used words like "labor" and "disturbing the carriage" and "retreating to advance" and it was clear that she was trying to choke him.
The prince said to the little carp, with a profound look on his face, "There is a Tianjin master in the upper study room. He often speaks some local dialect. This is the new word I learned."
With a knowing smile on his face, he bent his waist and reported: "Master, the appointment is almost here. I will take the people to the side hall to listen to your orders. Let Master Su help you settle down."
"I had no other intentions in meeting your mother. As I said, I just wanted to reassure her. Aren't all mothers like that? They worry day and night, worrying about their children being harmed or bullied. You have been in my palace for ten years, and some bad rumors have spread during these ten years. We know we are innocent, but outsiders may not believe us. I thought, since it has come to this, I might as well express my stance so that your mother can be reassured." His eyes drifted across her cheek intentionally or unintentionally. Her face was dull, which was very different from her usual shrewdness. She looked stupid, which meant that he had hit her right on the spot this time. The prince casually pulled the quilt over and threw it to her, "Are you cold? Your face looks like a crooked point."
She was unhappy, standing outside the curtain of the side hall, and couldn't help but frowning. She thought to herself that she would have to go to the government office more often in the future, and if she could find time to do some private business one day, no one could stop her.
She was in a bad mood. She was usually calm and didn't have the courage to argue with him, but today he was really too much. She hung her Yanfu on the hanger and said in a pinched voice: "How dare I have any idea? Today is the day I will kiss, and the master allowed me to take a day off. I am grateful to the master. But I was resting and troubled the master to come to the West Pond Courtyard. If I had known this, I would rather not kiss than disturb the master."
Of course it's good to put what you've learned into practice, but saying her face looks like a carp's son has nothing to do with being frozen. She pondered for a while, "Is this really how you use the tip of the wedge?"
Xinghe felt strange, "What is the tip?"
Xinghe sat up suddenly, wondering what was going on. They were having sex but not doing anything, and were they just chatting
She had her own way of speaking, in a roundabout and tactful way, so it was no wonder that he butted in. She used words like "labor" and "disturbing the carriage" and "retreating to advance" and it was clear that she was trying to choke him.
The prince went around in circles, trying to cover up the embarrassment of using the dialect, and said, "Do you know how to lie on the ice to catch carp? How can a carp not be cold in the icy water? It's shivering with cold. So you are like a corner, what's wrong with that?"
People from everywhere retreated in an instant, and Xinghe had to open the curtain to let in.
With a knowing smile on his face, he bent his waist and reported: "Master, the appointment is almost here. I will take the people to the side hall to listen to your orders. Let Master Su help you settle down."
Fortunately or unfortunately? Not unfortunately, the time has not come yet. He frowned and said, "Why do you look like you are lying down?"
It was freezing cold outside, the ice beads had long since turned into heavy snow, covering the sky and the earth. The palace lanterns were hanging high, the red charcoal in the charcoal basin was burning hot, and the people in the palace had all left, leaving only the two of them, and the feeling of childhood vaguely returned. Xinghe remembered that when he first arrived at the East Palace, he was very reserved, and he had to think twice before taking a step. The prince didn't put on airs, they were childhood sweethearts, and they got along very casually when there were no outsiders around. Later, when he grew up, he knew how to advance and retreat, and knew his position. The master is the master, and the subordinate is the subordinate. If you can't cross the class gap, you will be far away from each other.
It was originally considered a good day. Although he could not go home, his mother, whom he had not seen for many years, came to the palace. Being able to act coquettishly in front of her and say a few childish words was also a consolation for her long-term deliberate maturity.
Xinghe suddenly felt that all his years of study were in vain. So that's what lying on the ice to catch carp meant. After all, he was the prince, so his nonsense sounded true.
Why should he? He is not a real son-in-law! She sighed and said, "My dear master, if you have any instructions, just send someone to tell me, I will obey you. My mother is a woman of deep house, you will scare her with your appearance."
"Master, do you have a sore throat?" Dequan looked up. "The Imperial Hospital just prescribed some heat-clearing medicine. Can I get some for you?"
She didn't refute, but just hugged the quilt and looked at him.
Xinghe suddenly felt that all his years of study were in vain. So that's what lying on the ice to catch carp meant. After all, he was the prince, so his nonsense sounded true.
However, he could not boast, so the prince was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Come here and talk."
She didn't refute, but just hugged the quilt and looked at him.
The prince said to the little carp, with a profound look on his face, "There is a Tianjin master in the upper study room. He often speaks some local dialect. This is the new word I learned."
He looked at her sideways, "I should punish you for disobedience."
The footrest of Zitan's Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea was wide, and the prince sat on the edge of the bed, and it was difficult for him to reach her. The two of them just stared at each other from a distance, neither of them was willing to move, and they were both competing with each other.
She was in a bad mood. She was usually calm and didn't have the courage to argue with him, but today he was really too much. She hung her Yanfu on the hanger and said in a pinched voice: "How dare I have any idea? Today is the day I will kiss, and the master allowed me to take a day off. I am grateful to the master. But I was resting and troubled the master to come to the West Pond Courtyard. If I had known this, I would rather not kiss than disturb the master."
The prince went around in circles, trying to cover up the embarrassment of using the dialect, and said, "Do you know how to lie on the ice to catch carp? How can a carp not be cold in the icy water? It's shivering with cold. So you are like a corner, what's wrong with that?"
It was freezing cold outside, the ice beads had long since turned into heavy snow, covering the sky and the earth. The palace lanterns were hanging high, the red charcoal in the charcoal basin was burning hot, and the people in the palace had all left, leaving only the two of them, and the feeling of childhood vaguely returned. Xinghe remembered that when he first arrived at the East Palace, he was very reserved, and he had to think twice before taking a step. The prince didn't put on airs, they were childhood sweethearts, and they got along very casually when there were no outsiders around. Later, when he grew up, he knew how to advance and retreat, and knew his position. The master is the master, and the subordinate is the subordinate. If you can't cross the class gap, you will be far away from each other.
She had no choice but to give in. She bent down, took off her shoes, and stepped onto the footstool. Just as she was about to kneel down and sit, he moved in and motioned for her to get on the bed.
She had no choice but to walk over and stop under the pedal.
She was daydreaming outside, while the person in the curtains walked slowly under the dragon and phoenix caisson with his hands behind his back. The palaces in the palace were decorated luxuriously, and there was a rule that "every floor must have a carpet". Especially in winter, those exquisite and gorgeous carpets became a must-have in the bedroom and study. The black boots wandered on it, and even if she stomped her feet, it would not make much noise. Her mind was elsewhere. The prince walked around the room several times, but she did not even raise her eyes.
The prince could hear the mystery behind it, and there was nothing to refute. He turned around, stepped onto the footrest, leaned against the bed frame, and said in a soft voice: "I just want to see your mother, isn't that right?"
Of course it's good to put what you've learned into practice, but saying her face looks like a carp's son has nothing to do with being frozen. She pondered for a while, "Is this really how you use the tip of the wedge?"
She was in a bad mood. She was usually calm and didn't have the courage to argue with him, but today he was really too much. She hung her Yanfu on the hanger and said in a pinched voice: "How dare I have any idea? Today is the day I will kiss, and the master allowed me to take a day off. I am grateful to the master. But I was resting and troubled the master to come to the West Pond Courtyard. If I had known this, I would rather not kiss than disturb the master."
Sometimes when I think back, I can't help but feel a little melancholy. For so many years, wearing that skin, each of us had our own calculations. Like now, sitting on the bed and talking, although there is no manners, the heart is pure.
People from everywhere retreated in an instant, and Xinghe had to open the curtain to let in.
People from everywhere retreated in an instant, and Xinghe had to open the curtain to let in.
They actually had their own thoughts. Today's play was not only fun, but also had its own deep meaning. But if you think about it carefully, it's not necessarily a deliberate plan. It's just that he has seen her too much in her official uniform, and he wants to see her dress up as a girl, with eyebrows and eyes painted. In fact, she is just as he expected, very dignified and beautiful. Especially the gentle bow behind the diamond-shaped window, which has the beauty of the spring breeze.
She had no choice but to walk over and stop under the pedal.
The prince moved a little further inside and leaned against the mother-of-pearl cabinet on the inside of the bed. When he turned his eyes away, he did not forget to roll his eyes at her, "You are a petty person."
The prince leaned against the brocade cushion with a mocking smile on his face, "I remember you said that even if the fake play becomes real, you won't blink an eye. Why, you want to change your mind while your words are still fresh in my mind?"
The prince was in a very complicated mood now. He looked helplessly at the woman beside him. She had a look of high spirits and was probably thinking that he was going to have sex with her.
The prince said, "You don't like your mother to misunderstand you, so you plan to find a good family in the future?"
The wide sleeves of the Yanfu were stretched out, and the clusters of brocade patterns on the black satin were surging and entwined, bursting out like a storm. Xinghe lowered her eyes and took off the Yanfu for him, her expression respectful and docile. But the master guessed that you had an idea, and you had to make one up even if you didn't have one. She thought for a moment and said, "I want to..."
She snorted slightly, "I will wait for the master to go to bed."
He placed one hand on his knee and murmured, "There is a good marriage, but I'm afraid your reputation will be ruined and no one will dare to marry you."
Following the prince's line of sight, he thought that Lord Su was dressed really well today. He followed the master and served him the whole time, and the master's eyes were fixed on him. It turned out that she used to be intimate with a man, but only now did she feel the taste. He, the chief steward of Lizheng Palace, was born with a pair of eyes that could recognize people. At the beginning, he felt that Lord Su was different from others. Those accountants, sleeping quarters, ceremonial masters, and gatekeepers hated her when they saw her. Everyone knew that the eight female officials in the four positions of the East Palace were responsible for the affairs of the prince's bedroom. The prince had to learn "skills" from the age of sixteen, and those female officials were just sparring partners. As a result, the work was intercepted by others, and he was so angry that he complained whenever he got the chance, saying that the female minister had exceeded her authority and robbed the emperor's post. He replied, "A good horse is known by its legs, and a capable person is known by his mouth. Whoever has the ability can do it." As a result, none of the women dared to do it. In just five years, Lord Su jumped from the position of Minister of Documents to the position of Deputy Commander-in-Chief. Even the sick beauties in the palace trembled when they heard the guillotine, let alone the officials in the Ministry of Military Control.
The prince could hear the mystery behind it, and there was nothing to refute. He turned around, stepped onto the footrest, leaned against the bed frame, and said in a soft voice: "I just want to see your mother, isn't that right?"
Xinghe shook his head, "Didn't the master say that he would find a good marriage for me in the future?"
Xinghe shook his head, "Didn't the master say that he would find a good marriage for me in the future?"
It seems that being abiding by the rules is really not good enough. Thinking back, when she was traveling between the Eastern Palace and the government offices, she was initially accompanied by a semi-escorted escort of a nanny and a eunuch in charge of ceremonies. Later, as time went by, those empty escorts were removed. However, she was completely focused on her work and never thought of taking advantage of her position to go home. To be honest, she had to be patient in her position. It was unnecessary and unsightly to let people make a fuss about every little detail. However, why, on the day when she was supposed to get married, it turned into a mess? After all, she only entered the palace to serve, not sold to the Huo family.
After comforting herself, she untied her belt and sat on the edge of the bed. He didn't cover her with a blanket, so she climbed up from the foot like a concubine. She couldn't smile or make sweet noises, so she just lay down with her arms and legs spread out and let him do whatever he wanted.
It was freezing cold outside, the ice beads had long since turned into heavy snow, covering the sky and the earth. The palace lanterns were hanging high, the red charcoal in the charcoal basin was burning hot, and the people in the palace had all left, leaving only the two of them, and the feeling of childhood vaguely returned. Xinghe remembered that when he first arrived at the East Palace, he was very reserved, and he had to think twice before taking a step. The prince didn't put on airs, they were childhood sweethearts, and they got along very casually when there were no outsiders around. Later, when he grew up, he knew how to advance and retreat, and knew his position. The master is the master, and the subordinate is the subordinate. If you can't cross the class gap, you will be far away from each other.
She was like this, it was easy to lead people astray. The prince pulled her with some contempt, "Who told you to lie down?"
Xinghe was already feeling embarrassed for having suffered a loss in silence, and he felt even more aggrieved after hearing what he said. He sullenly crossed his legs and replied with a "yes".
"I had no other intentions in meeting your mother. As I said, I just wanted to reassure her. Aren't all mothers like that? They worry day and night, worrying about their children being harmed or bullied. You have been in my palace for ten years, and some bad rumors have spread during these ten years. We know we are innocent, but outsiders may not believe us. I thought, since it has come to this, I might as well express my stance so that your mother can be reassured." His eyes drifted across her cheek intentionally or unintentionally. Her face was dull, which was very different from her usual shrewdness. She looked stupid, which meant that he had hit her right on the spot this time. The prince casually pulled the quilt over and threw it to her, "Are you cold? Your face looks like a crooked point."
He placed one hand on his knee and murmured, "There is a good marriage, but I'm afraid your reputation will be ruined and no one will dare to marry you."
Fortunately or unfortunately? Not unfortunately, the time has not come yet. He frowned and said, "Why do you look like you are lying down?"
She was in a bad mood. She was usually calm and didn't have the courage to argue with him, but today he was really too much. She hung her Yanfu on the hanger and said in a pinched voice: "How dare I have any idea? Today is the day I will kiss, and the master allowed me to take a day off. I am grateful to the master. But I was resting and troubled the master to come to the West Pond Courtyard. If I had known this, I would rather not kiss than disturb the master."
Silence meant tacit agreement. Dequan seemed to have been pardoned, but he retreated to the outside of the curtain, waved quickly to the people standing by, and turned back to put on a smiling face to Xinghe, "I'll leave the matters inside to Master Su, please take care of it."
She opened her mouth, but she just wanted to report to him the latest staffing structure of the Control Army Department. However, his expression suddenly changed, and she didn't know where to start with the rest of the conversation.
The prince did not respond to her, but only asked: "Are you happy to meet me today? It has been ten years, and it is not easy to see each other."
The prince went around in circles, trying to cover up the embarrassment of using the dialect, and said, "Do you know how to lie on the ice to catch carp? How can a carp not be cold in the icy water? It's shivering with cold. So you are like a corner, what's wrong with that?"
They actually had their own thoughts. Today's play was not only fun, but also had its own deep meaning. But if you think about it carefully, it's not necessarily a deliberate plan. It's just that he has seen her too much in her official uniform, and he wants to see her dress up as a girl, with eyebrows and eyes painted. In fact, she is just as he expected, very dignified and beautiful. Especially the gentle bow behind the diamond-shaped window, which has the beauty of the spring breeze.
She stared blankly again after hearing this. She had known long ago that he did it on purpose, and now that he was saying it out loud, he really wasn't afraid of disappointing people.
The prince said, "You don't like your mother to misunderstand you, so you plan to find a good family in the future?"
It was freezing cold outside, the ice beads had long since turned into heavy snow, covering the sky and the earth. The palace lanterns were hanging high, the red charcoal in the charcoal basin was burning hot, and the people in the palace had all left, leaving only the two of them, and the feeling of childhood vaguely returned. Xinghe remembered that when he first arrived at the East Palace, he was very reserved, and he had to think twice before taking a step. The prince didn't put on airs, they were childhood sweethearts, and they got along very casually when there were no outsiders around. Later, when he grew up, he knew how to advance and retreat, and knew his position. The master is the master, and the subordinate is the subordinate. If you can't cross the class gap, you will be far away from each other.
The prince said, "You don't like your mother to misunderstand you, so you plan to find a good family in the future?"
He probably noticed it too, and waved his hand, saying, "Anyway, there's no one in the court who's worthy of you... Do you miss home? Do you want to go back and visit?"
Looking up, the prince had a gloomy face. It was obviously her who had been ruined, so it was wise of this gentleman to take the initiative.
Xinghe suddenly felt that all his years of study were in vain. So that's what lying on the ice to catch carp meant. After all, he was the prince, so his nonsense sounded true.
The prince said, "You don't like your mother to misunderstand you, so you plan to find a good family in the future?"
"I had no other intentions in meeting your mother. As I said, I just wanted to reassure her. Aren't all mothers like that? They worry day and night, worrying about their children being harmed or bullied. You have been in my palace for ten years, and some bad rumors have spread during these ten years. We know we are innocent, but outsiders may not believe us. I thought, since it has come to this, I might as well express my stance so that your mother can be reassured." His eyes drifted across her cheek intentionally or unintentionally. Her face was dull, which was very different from her usual shrewdness. She looked stupid, which meant that he had hit her right on the spot this time. The prince casually pulled the quilt over and threw it to her, "Are you cold? Your face looks like a crooked point."
They actually had their own thoughts. Today's play was not only fun, but also had its own deep meaning. But if you think about it carefully, it's not necessarily a deliberate plan. It's just that he has seen her too much in her official uniform, and he wants to see her dress up as a girl, with eyebrows and eyes painted. In fact, she is just as he expected, very dignified and beautiful. Especially the gentle bow behind the diamond-shaped window, which has the beauty of the spring breeze.
Xinghe was afraid of falling into a trap, so he replied lightly, "I don't want to."
It seems that being abiding by the rules is really not good enough. Thinking back, when she was traveling between the Eastern Palace and the government offices, she was initially accompanied by a semi-escorted escort of a nanny and a eunuch in charge of ceremonies. Later, as time went by, those empty escorts were removed. However, she was completely focused on her work and never thought of taking advantage of her position to go home. To be honest, she had to be patient in her position. It was unnecessary and unsightly to let people make a fuss about every little detail. However, why, on the day when she was supposed to get married, it turned into a mess? After all, she only entered the palace to serve, not sold to the Huo family.
The prince said to the little carp, with a profound look on his face, "There is a Tianjin master in the upper study room. He often speaks some local dialect. This is the new word I learned."
However, he could not boast, so the prince was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Come here and talk."
Xinghe shook his head, "Didn't the master say that he would find a good marriage for me in the future?"
She didn't refute, but just hugged the quilt and looked at him.
He seemed a little disappointed, and muttered, "I was thinking that tonight is the first snow, and there will be no class in the study tomorrow morning, so I could take you back. Since you don't want to, forget it. It's getting late and too cold outside. Don't go back to the Courtyard, just sleep here." He got out of bed barefoot, and said cheerfully, "Take off your smock, I'll go blow out the wax."
Here he goes again, endlessly taking apart and smoothing hair. She almost started to wonder if he had some kind of disease. He had been playing the same trick for more than ten years, and he could always do it in a new way without getting bored.
Here he goes again, endlessly taking apart and smoothing hair. She almost started to wonder if he had some kind of disease. He had been playing the same trick for more than ten years, and he could always do it in a new way without getting bored.
People from everywhere retreated in an instant, and Xinghe had to open the curtain to let in.
"Master, do you have a sore throat?" Dequan looked up. "The Imperial Hospital just prescribed some heat-clearing medicine. Can I get some for you?"
They actually had their own thoughts. Today's play was not only fun, but also had its own deep meaning. But if you think about it carefully, it's not necessarily a deliberate plan. It's just that he has seen her too much in her official uniform, and he wants to see her dress up as a girl, with eyebrows and eyes painted. In fact, she is just as he expected, very dignified and beautiful. Especially the gentle bow behind the diamond-shaped window, which has the beauty of the spring breeze.
The prince leaned against the brocade cushion with a mocking smile on his face, "I remember you said that even if the fake play becomes real, you won't blink an eye. Why, you want to change your mind while your words are still fresh in my mind?"