The dim candlelight reflected the tenderness in the room. Afraid of the woman's endless questioning, the enchanting and cunning man suddenly turned over and pressed her under him, and blocked the woman's mouth in the simplest and rudest way.
Bonding with her and plowing hard is the quickest way to get a woman to stop asking questions. The man whispered in the woman's ear: "My concubine, didn't you ask last night, what is hanging in the air? I will tell you tonight for my husband!"
The next day, when Linghu Shuiyue woke up with a sore back, she found that a certain prince was no longer by her side, and she was mumbling. Last night that man insisted on telling her what Xuan Kong Pa is! In the end, she finally understood how perverted that man was! What a beast!
She woke up very angry today, and found that her wrists were a little red.
When the maids waited on her, they were cautious and wanted to follow her to the snow-capped mountains. The careful maid Su Ziqing noticed the red mark on her wrist and asked, "Ma'am, what's wrong with your wrist?"
"Uh! It's okay." Linghu Shuiyue blushed, and found an excuse to stop her. These maids are all little girls, how would she say such a thing? How could that bastard man like such tricks? With all kinds of tricks, she was tossed until all the bones in her body fell apart!
The result is naturally, what did she want to ask last night? It seems that I didn't ask anything.
"Your Majesty, this servant wants to go to the Snow Mountain with your Majesty."
"Your Majesty, the slaves also want to go."
"Let Tu Jiaoman follow! You two stay at the house." Linghu Shuiyue said.
Su Ziqing said with some reluctance: "Madam, how can Tu Jiaoman serve Madam? She can't even cook a meal."
Linghu Shuiyue said with a smile: "Going to the snow-capped mountains will be risky. Your martial arts are not as good as Tu Jiaoman. Follow me. I am afraid that you will never return. Tu Jiaoman is different. She is used to wandering in the rivers and lakes. I will take her to compare rest assured."
When Tu Jiaoman heard this, she proudly raised her head on her hips and snorted coldly: "Hmph! I can't cook! But I can protect my mother."
Seeing the two maids sneering, she rubbed her nose and changed her words, "At least I can protect myself and not let my mother worry about it. Are you two? If you follow, you will be in the way."
Cen Wanzhen said: "This servant wants to go with me to cook for my mother and serve her daily meals. Although my servant's martial arts are ordinary, but my mother has no one to serve her, so this servant is worried."
After speaking, Zhu Youhong stepped in neatly dressed, and said: "Then let the two of them follow! Serve your empress carefully!"
"My maidservant kowtows to Master Jiu!" The two maids were overjoyed, but worried about their mother's disapproval, they begged Linghu Shuiyue with their eyes.
After her husband had spoken, Linghu Shuiyue could only nod in agreement. She glanced at Zhu Youhong, and found that after the night battle last night, the man was still refreshed today, as if he had never done any physical work last night, and she couldn't help but secretly marvel.
She stretched herself, and the man walked up to her and asked, "Aifei, are you tired? I was your husband last night, did you get tired for Aifei?"
"Uh! Why am I tired?" Linghu Shuiyue was a little embarrassed in front of the maids. She straightened her waist, indicating that she was okay. In fact, her small waist is sore. She thought, looking for a chance, she would ask a married woman, is this man's behavior normal
While he was thinking about it, someone brought in a message: "My lord, my lord, someone sent this just now!"