The woman in yellow was lying on the ground dying, Yang Tingming picked up the clothes left behind and said, "I didn't expect what Zhou Shangshu said was true, and you are still a virgin."
Yang Tingming's fingertips slid across the arm of the woman in yellow, and the woman in yellow shuddered. It was like a nightmare just now. She had just experienced human affairs, but Yang Tingming definitely didn't feel sorry for her. She vented on her body, she was in pain besides pain, the woman in yellow was full of resentment.
"Come here, take her down and tidy her up. Mother Xue, you will teach her the rules in the palace tomorrow." Yang Tingming ordered outside after getting dressed, regardless of how embarrassed the woman in yellow was on the ground. , the door was opened all of a sudden, and the disheveled woman in yellow fell into the sight of many maids outside. At that moment, the woman in yellow even wanted to die.
Madam Xue brought the woman in yellow down with a few maidservants, and opened the windows of the room, and the rotten atmosphere in the room was quickly blown away by the wind.
Yang Tingming went to the back room and bowed to the imperial concubine and said: "Mother Concubine."
The imperial concubine said "hmm" and said: "I heard that there is a kind of medicine, if a woman takes it, a man who is friendly with this woman will never forget her body, you know that."
"My son knows, but what is the reason for mother and concubine asking this?" Yang Tingming asked.
"We are all old, so it is not as attractive as young women to the emperor. The emperor is very attached to this woman in yellow. After the training is complete, I will find a chance to send it to the emperor's bed, instead of letting other young women disperse. To get the emperor's attention, why don't I send someone of mine over there, and let him whisper in the emperor's ear and make you the crown prince. You go to find this medicine, and let her take it after giving it to the emperor, and I will If you don't believe me, you can't be tied to the emperor." The imperial concubine sneered.
The woman in yellow had the deed of prostitution in her hands, so she had to obey her, even if she really disobeyed, so what, she had more methods to destroy her willpower!
When Yang Tingming heard what the imperial concubine said, he also smiled recently and said: "My son has made my mother bother."
The concubine Huang Guifei and Yang Tingming were smugly planning their future affairs, but Concubine Shu jumped up angrily. The woman in yellow was originally set down by her, but was snatched away. Concubine Shu returned When I arrived at the bedroom, I was so angry that I dropped several porcelains.
Inside the Palace of Seven Kings.
Fenghuang was having dinner with Yang Tingjing, and Concubine Yang was standing behind Fenghuang and Yang Tingjing as usual, Qingye didn't want to come, but Fenghuang ordered her to have dinner together in the morning, so she had to come, But she didn't want to let her stand up to serve Fenghuang, Qingye touched her slightly round belly and said apologetically: "Princess, this is my first birth, my body is heavy, please don't blame Qingye for not serving the concubine and prince. "
Fenghuang's expression did not change and he said indifferently: "Of course the prince has a good temper, I will not blame you, but I am the opposite of the prince, I have a bad temper, and I am naturally not happy, but if you are pregnant, I will still let you serve me. It's difficult to be strong, after all, you are pregnant and don't want to serve me for a reason."
Qingye said pitifully: "Princess Qingye didn't mean that, lord, I, I'll get up and serve you right now." Qingye looked at Yang Tingjing with tears in her eyes, and Yang Tingjing turned a blind eye to Fenghuang with a plate Cai Wensheng said: "The bad-tempered princess calms down her anger."
Qingye, who was ignored, glared at Yang Tingjing angrily. He would not say a word to let her sit and eat. He didn't know how to pity her, but he clearly knew that he was pregnant. For a moment, Qingye didn't stand or didn't stand, and the silent Concubine Yang finally couldn't stand it anymore and said coolly: "If you don't have the heart, don't act like that!"
This sentence of concubine Yang's words really touched the heart of the Phoenix, it was like "slapping" Qingye's face.
Qingye's face was flushed, but it took only a moment for Qingye to return to her natural state, she sat down generously, touched her stomach and said: "Yes, Qingye's stomach is too uncomfortable, it is indeed not suitable to serve the princess Well, Qingye will make amends to the princess after giving birth to a child."
"Well, it has to be born." The concubine Yang at the side said coolly again, she was very disgusted with Qingye's style, but the latter still seemed to feel good about himself.
Fenghuang originally wanted to give Qingye a good blow at night, but she received so much news during the day that she was not in the mood to trouble Qingye now, so she ate a few bites of food and then told Yang Tingjing about her gone back.
Qingye didn't know that Fenghuang didn't care about her because of the heavy things on his mind during the day, she thought she had successfully stimulated Fenghuang, and she was overjoyed, not only Qingye but also concubine Yang thought so, she saw Qingye Even more unpleasant.
Fenghuang went back to the room and went to the bed, and couldn't help recalling what Bai Ziqian said in his mind, saying that the combination of Jade Heart Sutra and Fengfei Jiutian is the real Fengfei Jiutian, and Beili Pavilion is her mother. Founded in this capital city, it was the dowry left by her mother to marry her.
Fenghuang is very unfamiliar with the word mother. In modern times, she is an orphan with no father and mother. She has only her boss and no family. After time travel, she has no feeling for the word mother, but now she really has everything in her heart. . Fenghuang tried his best to recall the appearance of Fenghuang's mother's kiss in this body, but no matter how Fenghuang thought about it, there was only a vague shadow in his mind.
"Mother, Ziqian..."
Fenghuang muttered in a low voice, every time she saw Ziqian, she felt different. In the palace, he was impulsive and even decadent. That time when she saw him on a rainy day, he was domineering and even protective. He, he is Mr. Pianpian who is extremely elegant, which makes Fenghuang very puzzled, what kind of person is Ziqian, and what kind of inseparable connection does he have with this body
The more Fenghuang thought about it, the more his head hurt, and he couldn't help rolling on the bed. Suddenly, Fenghuang fell into a warm embrace. Fenghuang let go of his hands covering his forehead, habitually found a comfortable seat, and wrapped his arms around the man's waist. Fenghuang sniffed the mixture of the scent of ink and medicine on the tip of his nose, which was unique to Yang Tingjing's body. Fenghuang leaned against Yang Tingjing's arms and felt extremely at ease.