"Wan'er, what time is it now?" Lin Daokuan felt confused and completely forgot the movement of time.
"It's already unitary time."
The Ming Dynasty did not have a twenty-four o'clock system. Lin Daokuan calculated from Zi Shi, and You Shi was about five o'clock in the afternoon. I can't see the sunlight in the bedroom, I think it's already dark.
After a series of changes, Lin Daokuan gradually pressed his heart. Anyway, he wouldn't be able to return to future lives.
"Wan'er, I'm hungry, you can get something to eat." Mechanical movements can temporarily stop thinking, just like the combination of work and rest advocated when reading. Lin Daokuan really wanted to forget everything temporarily and let his tight thinking relax.
"His Royal Highness wait a minute, it will be fine soon." Hearing that Lin Daokuan had an appetite, Wan'er jumped three feet of joy.
The little girl was really capable. Not long after she went out, a group of girls in palace clothes wore flowers and set up a table of dishes. They were all light dishes, which was just in line with Lin Daokuan’s appetite. Wan'er at the end held a small bowl. Gruel.
"His Royal Highness has just recovered, so let's drink some porridge, it's better to lighten it up."
For the sake of the master everywhere, there is no self at all, it is probably the fate of the palace lady, right
Lin Daokuan looked at Wan'er, she had already walked over with the bowl in her hands, and slowly sat on the side of the bed, Lin Daokuan naturally enjoyed the treatment of "opening her mouth with rice".
Wan'er only cares about diet and daily life, regardless of the handyman. After the meal, Xiao Ning brought a group of differently dressed court ladies to pick up the bowls and utensils.
Lin Daokuan stretched out, feeling that his body had recovered. But the chaotic time and space needs time to adjust.
"His Royal Highness, you have been lying in bed for two days. Would you like to take a bath?" It was half pleading and half concern, and the eyes that dripped water made people unable to refuse.
Lin Daokuan didn't want to refuse. He hoped to use the water from the palace to wash away the dirt in the late spring, wash away the distress in his brain and the anxiety in his heart. From then on, he was Zhu Youjian.
Inside the round wooden barrel, the steam is steaming, forming a thick mist on the water surface. With the help of candlelight, you can vaguely see some petals floating on the water surface, and the house is full of fragrance.
When Wan'er helped Zhu Youjian get out of bed, she had removed her upper body skirt and changed to a short white dress. The goose yellow tube top was faintly visible. In front of Zhu Youjian, she seemed to lose the shyness of a girl.
"This little girl." Zhu Youjian retracted his gaze and cursed inwardly. He is a gentleman and is not used to serving the opposite sex.
Wan'er helped Zhu Youjian stand still in front of the barrel, and stretched out her hand to take off his clothes.
"You..." Zhu Youjian is even more unaccustomed to having a woman waiting for her to take a bath. If the police are there, why don't you crack down on pornography
"Slaves... Both..." Wan'er lowered her head, but didn't stop her hands. Only then did Zhu Youjian remember the absurd thing he had done three days ago, but it was a memory of a previous life, and he couldn't help it.
"I'm only fifteen! This body." But Zhu Youzhen quickly remembered that the girls who used to be big families were all the master's sexology teachers, and they were not young anymore.
"His Royal Highness, you..." Facing Zhu Youjian's body, the little girl was shy and bowed her head brilliantly, not knowing what she was thinking.
Zhu Youzhen also lowered his head, and his place became more than one round bigger than he remembered, and it surpassed the legendary African old black. He hurriedly stepped into the wooden barrel, his old face blushed, but it was a pity that Wan'er couldn't see the red in the water.
what happened
Zhu Youjian remembered the words of the owner of Qingyuan. I wonder if it was because of tea, wine or food. Could it be because of light rain? But Zhu Youzhen couldn't let Wan'er know her experience, so she had to divert her attention.
"Wan'er, look for it in my clothes, but there is a book." The book that the owner of Qingyuan gave to me, I haven't read it yet. In this troubled world, with magical powers, I can protect my safety. The key is not to let down Thanks to the kindness of Qingyuan's master and Xiao Yu, it would be a pity if they didn't bring it over.