The Cultivation of Concubine

Chapter 19
Such a sentence came suddenly, making Ajiao a little confused.

After careful recollection, I realized what the son of the world meant.It's just——Ajiao is just a little girl who hasn't reached her age yet, so she is not used to being so close to a man now.Although they have only been together for two days, in Ajiao's eyes, the Shi Ziye is a man standing on the clouds like a clear breeze and a bright moon, so she no longer worries about the original intention of Mrs. Guogong.

It's just that at the moment, Ajiao knows that no matter how gentle and gentle the world son is, he is still a man after all.

Right now, he seemed to be lowering his head, and the hot air he exhaled slowly sprayed onto her cheeks and ears.Her ears are the most ticklish, but only those closest to her know this, and in the Duke's Mansion, only Xingyao knows this little secret.Ajiao didn't dare to move, she opened her lips and said: "The slaves are loyal to the Duke's mansion, and they should be good to serve the son, this is the duty of the slaves."

Although he tried his best to pretend to be calm, he was still young and his voice trembled slightly, like a frightened little rabbit.

Xiao Heng let go, and said: "That's good." His tone was indifferent, as if he didn't take the intimacy just now to heart.Thinking of something, he said again, "His Royal Highness is young and kind-hearted, today is considered your luck. I will not be an example."

Not an example?

Ajiao was a little confused.After a daze for a while, I realized, could it be that the Shizi thought she deliberately provoke His Highness the Crown Prince?Ajiao felt a little uncomfortable, she never thought of climbing the dragon and becoming the phoenix, and the life in the Duke's mansion is still trembling, let alone in the deep palace.Just thinking of that cute and childish little prince, Ajiao still felt a little happy.

Seeing that Shizi continued to walk forward, Ajiao followed with her skirt lifted.

She didn't carry the lamp, and she was afraid that she would fall if she became frizzy, so she could only quietly follow behind Shi Ziye.It's strange to say that it's so dark, but Shizi walks without hindrance at all.With him leading the way, Ajiao walked much more smoothly.

After returning to Jitangxuan, I have to wait for the son to wash up and go to bed.The clean room had already prepared hot water, and Ajiao listened to the order of the son, and went to the closet to get the pajamas to be worn after bathing.As a servant girl, she doesn't have to wait for her master to take a bath in person, she just needs to wait outside, which is quite an easy job.

She didn't know if Shi Ziye would let her keep vigil all night.But she knew that if she stayed too long, Jinse and Linglong might feel uncomfortable.Thinking of Jinse and Linglong, Ajiao felt a little worried.With the eldest son around, it is impossible for her to turn their fights into friendship with the two of them. Even if they get along friendly, it is just a superficiality.She was isolated and helpless, so she had no choice but to serve Shizi well and let him be her backer.

only--

Thinking of Shizi's expressionless face, Ajiao felt that this matter was quite difficult.

When Xiao Heng came out from the bath, she saw Ajiao making the bed. She had an exquisite figure, petite and lovely.He stood there in a daze, not daring to step forward.The little girl is quick and careful in her movements, not as delicate as a girl from an aristocratic family. At a young age, she is extremely sensible and good at taking care of others.

After making the bed, Ajiao turned around, stretched out his hand and raised the small porcelain bottle in his hand, and said to Xiao Heng: "This is the ointment sent by the mother Lin who is beside the old lady just now. Daddy put it on."

Xiao Heng let out a "hmm", sat down on the edge of the couch, and then untied the belt of his pajamas in twos and threes.Holding the small porcelain bottle in his hand, Ajiao carefully took off his shirt for him.Ajiao didn't feel shy at all, as a maidservant, it was inevitable that she would be unavoidable by serving her master.

The white silk pajamas faded all the way to the waist, revealing the man's strong and strong upper body, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and smooth lines, which can be seen at a glance.

(End of this chapter)