Empress, she always wants to abdicate

Chapter 358
"Cough, it's okay." Ying Yu started sideways in embarrassment.

Although she must know that she was once a prodigal, but now she is a little embarrassed to see what she has done with her own eyes.

Han Zhiyu just said something casually, seeing his expression, she didn't continue talking, and sat down at random: "Should we just sit?"

She blinked her eyes as she spoke, looking rather innocent.

Ying Yu smiled, "Then what else do you want to do?"

"I've seen other people wearing beauties like clouds, some dancing and playing the piano, and even worse, some accompanying drinks. Why is it so deserted here?" Han Zhiyu felt a little regretful, and clicked her tongue twice after she finished speaking.

Although they didn't see anything explicit, they should have seen pigs run away if they had never eaten pork. The books and TV they read before were not in vain.

This kind of river is similar to the Qinhuai River in ancient times. Although those girls are quite well dressed, they can still see the difference when they meet occasionally at a close distance.

Her charming eyes are like silk, and her figure is like a weak willow supporting the wind.

I don't know why, maybe it's because it's daytime so everyone is more reserved.

Even if you don't have the authentic ones, it's okay to let her look at the tightly wrapped ones.

But no, not at all.

Ying Yu's eyes faltered: "Just listen to what they say, I can't afford it anymore."

In fact, the original eight maids were similar to that kind of women, with talents and so on.

But according to the queen's personality, as long as there are a few beautiful girls around her, she can forget about herself completely.

When the music from other ships came, Han Zhiyu was envious: "So this is the feeling of a cruise ship."

Although some people beat the eight maids not to sway in front of the queen, they couldn't stand the courageous ones.

A maid took the initiative to go forward and salute: "I don't know how to play some guqin, why don't I ask my family to present a song for my wife?"

"Okay." Han Zhiyu looked at her with a smile, looking easy to speak.

Her piano skills are not bad, more than enough compared with the outside.

Once someone starts this kind of thing, it can't be stopped.

The other maids scrambled to say, "My family can sing."

"My slave can dance."

Eight maids stood near Han Zhiyu, signing up for what they would meet.

Han Zhiyu is generous and will reward her if she does well.

Ying Yu, who didn't have a strong sense of existence in the first place, is now an emotionless background board.

His complexion became more and more serious, as if something he loved had been robbed.

"Okay." Han Zhiyu leaned lazily, boneless.

Although she is a daughter, she somehow seems to make people feel a bit romantic.

Compared with the professional ones in the palace, these maids may not be enough.

But it is still very good on this river, so some people can't help but follow their tunes, and some people follow the tunes like playing the flute.

It was only now that Han Zhiyu felt that she was really on a boat.

It would be even better if it was at night, everyone would light up the lamps, it would definitely look good.

Ying Yu had heard Han Zhiyu play the pipa before, but when he listened to others, he felt that something was missing.

He looked a little wimpy, he never thought that the play plan he had thought up would be worthless under the temptation of so many maids.

"Madam, come and eat something." Ling Yun looked anxiously, but his mother couldn't understand His Majesty's anger.

Or it could be that she didn't realize that his anger was more appropriate. It's true that the queen is not in a hurry and the maids are in a hurry.

Han Zhiyu nodded indiscriminately, someone brought the pastry to her mouth, and she subconsciously ate it.

(End of this chapter)