Pampered Into Being The Empress

The familiar and shallow breath of the man wrapped her strongly, Rong Xi's soft ears were a little itchy, and his cheeks were burnt, and they looked more and more flushed.

Mu Huai just said something unusual to her, and her body turned into a puddle of water.

Rong Xi still closed his eyes tightly and continued to pretend to sleep, thinking that he could not get up anyway.

She has been consuming like this with Mu Huai.

When he left, she got up again.

Seeing this, Mu Huai pursed his thin lips slightly, but his deep black eyes kept watching the charming man lying on the Hua bed.

Rong Xiyu's eyelashes are thick and long, his skin is white as fine snow, and his facial features are also delicate and delicate, just like the beauty in the painting that has been painted with meticulous brushwork, looking timid and weak.

His blush was the same color as Ringo Fruit, and his breathing was extremely uneven, clearly pretending to be asleep.

If it weren't for the day, he really wanted to love her no matter how much he loved.

Mu Huai stretched out his slender hand, he squeezed the woman's soft and greasy face, then leaned over again, pecked her thin eyelids, and whispered: "Behave, get up. I slept for so long yesterday. , Not as greedy as you."

When Rong Xi heard these words, some resentment inevitably remained in his heart.

She slept all day yesterday, but it was not what she wanted to sleep.

Who made her look like this on earth, is Mu Huai still unclear?

Why should Mu Huai, a bad person, seriously criticize her as being sleepy and lazy?

Seeing that Xiao Ren'er was still pretending to sleep, Mu Huai raised his eyebrows slightly, and then peeped his palm into the incense quilt covering her body.

The man's palm was always rough, Rong Xi was slightly startled, and dodged in time.

After that, he pretended to look like he had just woken up, squinted those beautiful peachy eyes, sat up, and said in a sweet voice: "My husband...concubine woke up... why did you return to the palace so early? ?"

Mu Huai did not reply to her words, only silently admiring the beauty in front of him.

Rong Xi only wore a heart-shaped garment, and the color on it was a light lotus color. On her slender jade neck, only a thin ribbon hung, and the snow|muscle shade was connected to a large area of ​​vermilion and purple.

Everyone is prominent, and the people who splash ink and paint on it do not know how to pity and cherish jade.

Ravaged|The stunning beauty after the ravages, looks more and more magnificent.

Rong Xi saw that Mu Huai's gaze became dark and unfathomable, and he turned away from his face and dared not look at him again.

But when she turned her head, facing her was the mahogany mirror not far from the four-poster bed.

As soon as he saw the stage, Rong Xi felt his head buzzed, and he couldn't help but shudder.

She remembered that Ye Muhuai coaxed her and asked her to look in the mirror, and bit her ear and asked her if she liked him treating her like this.

Rong Xi didn't dare to think about what happened next.

After Mu Huai left, she must order the palace man to lift the mirror platform farther, so that it would not be facing the four-poster Chinese bed.

Mu Huai was still staring at her without any shy, just like a ferocious liger watching his prey, staring straight at her scalp.

Rong Xi was about to cry with his scorching eyes.

She had a weeping tone in her tone, and hurriedly begged Mu Huai in a low voice, "...husband...you...don't look at the concubine like this anymore...the concubine...the concubine is afraid."

Mu Huai settled his eyes, and Wei asked with a bit of displeasure: "Why now, it's no longer possible to look at you alone, eh?"

After all, he stretched out his long arms, and hugged the soft, weak and weeping little beauty like a little cat.

Mu Huai stopped the restless little man, lowered his head, and drew the woman's delicate eyebrows with her thin, cool lips.

He wears a luxurious travel crown on his head, and the long dark red crown hangs on Rong Xi's beauty bone.

Mu Huai grabbed her slender little arm like a tender lotus root with a big hand, and whispered to her life: "Good ring, don't fall."

Rong Xi was unwell. He was bullied like this by a man right after he was together. He felt a bit wronged in his heart, and Yingying's beautiful eyes were also misted.

Seeing her inexplicably weeping again, Mu Huai said helplessly: "I'm getting more squeamish, crying as soon as I got up, and being a mother, how can I cry as I did before?"

The man's voice was low and magnetic. Although he was reprimanding her, Rong Xi didn't take it to his heart.

Instead, he was full of blushing words that Mu Huai told her last night.

She pushed the man with that weak, boneless hand, and then whispered again: "Husband... You loosen your concubine first... Your concubine wants to change into clothes."

When the words fell, the corners of Mu Huai's lips actually pulled upwards.

He leaned over again, and asked in a low voice beside her ear: "Can you still walk? Why does Gu feel that you can't walk a few steps and you're about to fall?"

Rong Xi became more embarrassed and angry after hearing what the man said.

Uuuu, Mu Huai is such a badass!

He is too bad, necrotic, how could there be someone as shameless as him?

Seeing that the squeamish woman was about to cry again, Mu Huai let her go.

Rong Xi was a long way away from Mu Huai as if he was granted a pardon, but saw him get up from the sandalwood high table and took two anointed jade boxes.

Seeing him walking in front of her again, Rong Xi hid behind her petite body.

Mu Huai asked her displeasedly: "What are you hiding?"

Then, without waiting for Rong Xi's reply, he dragged the sweetheart into his arms again.

Rong Xi was extremely embarrassed, don't turn his face, no longer look at Mu Huai half an eye.

Mu Huai's tone was very serious, not half ambiguous, and his voice was gentle and said: "The lonely help Xier puts medicine on it."

Rong Xi's cheeks burned, and he refused in a low voice, "The concubine body...the concubine body can be self-medicated..."

Mu Huai raised her fringe eyebrows, and asked jokingly, "There, you have to apply the medicine yourself?"

He wanted to tease Rong Xi, to see her cramped and funny.

But with that said, Mu Huai couldn't help but imagine the scene in his mind.

The more I think about it, the more I feel itchy in my throat.

Rong Xi felt a little confused about what Mu Huai said.

Where is it?

After she thought about it, she became more embarrassed and angry.

Regardless of her identity and the fear of Mu Huai in her bones, she pounced on the man like a cat, and she was about to hit the man with her powder fist.

Bad guys.

Mu Huai is a bad guy, he is too bad.

But for Mu Huai, who has practiced martial arts and fought countlessly, that little strength is like a tickle.

Mu Huai smiled on her lips, patted the woman's thin back and spine comfortingly with her big hand, allowing her to attack him with her small fist like a kitten dancing claws.

The lotus-colored heart dress is designed to show Rong Xi's slender back. Her shoulders are also covered with vermilion and purple, and there are red finger marks on the back of her waist.

Mu Huai's eyebrows were deep and cold, and when the woman in his arms disappeared, he kissed the woman's forehead, and said in a quiet voice: "...I'll help you get the medicine alone."

******

It was noon for the two to toss. At this time, it was the lunch point, but Rong Xi only changed his bed and clothes, did not freshen up, and had to accompany the man to lunch with a slightly sullen expression.

Mu Huai is no longer a vegetarian, and the Baxian table is full of meat dishes like braised beef and red braised lamb leg.

He resumed his usual eating habits. After all, he was a prince, and his eating style was as elegant and elegant as ever.

Rong Xi lost his appetite, and the more he looked at the man's cool and handsome face, the more angry he became.

Mu Huai was really bullying.

The man opposite gave her a glance.

Seeing that the woman was still squeamish and squeamish, he reluctantly shook his head, and used gold chopsticks to pick up a piece of Yunlin goose roasted in ancient ways, then dipped it with plum sauce and put it on the woman's dish. in.

Mu Huai's voice was low, and he said to Rong Xi, "Eat it, make up."

Rong Xi obediently ate the piece of goose meat into her mouth, and she ate it like chewing wax, remembering the eyes of the little court ladies of Shi Cai.

In addition to Danxiang, there were at least four court ladies standing by the dormitory, waiting for Mu Huai and her call at any time.

Then these ladies of the court heard something and saw something.

Although the maids tried their best to restrain their expressions after she got up today, she could still see a trace of easiness in their eyes.

As a princess, she was prevented from getting out of bed all day by Mu Huai. In the eyes of the palace people, what would they think of her?

In the past, she was tossed very badly by Mu Huai, who was still the fourth prince, but by the morning of the next day, she was able to brace herself to get up and continue to do her duty.

It's not that she was raised by Mu Huai's squeamishness, but that Mu Huai was terrible.

It is not that she has not given him sweetness in the months she has been pregnant with Jue'er.

But how could Mu Huai's performance that night look like someone who hadn't been addicted to meat for ten months?

And like, I haven't been addicted to meat for more than ten years.

For a moment, Rong Xi suspected that he was about to die in his arms.

This man should not beg for mercy, strong and domineering.

But this also made her think clearly. It turned out that Mu Huai treated her very seriously and restrained herself during her pregnancy.

Thinking of this, Rong Xi's eyes still contained a layer of mist.

Mu Huai has been observing the woman's expression. When he saw this, he put down the chopsticks and whispered: "Don't cry anymore, I won't do that to you again in the future."

Rong Xi didn't believe what the man said, but he nodded obediently.

She remembered that after getting up this morning, her belly was still a little bulging, and she whispered: "My husband did it like this...this time...the concubine is likely to be pregnant again."

After Mu Huai listened, Ying Jun's eyebrows frowned.

He watched Rong Xi chew the vegetables bulgingly, thinking of her hardship during pregnancy.

Mu Huai didn't want Rong Xi to conceive her baby so soon. She was still young, and her frequent births were too damaging.

You can drink the medicine to avoid the seeds.

Mu Huaifeng frowned slightly, suppressing his voice very low, and said to the woman: "Today...just give me a grievance, drink a bowl of avoiding soup...in the future..."

The second half of this sentence made him feel uncomfortable.

Mu Huai clasped his fists and coughed lightly, and then pretended to be calm and said, "Remind Gu in the future not to get in."

Rong Xi's soft lips pursed slightly, and said in a low voice, "But...but the concubine has reminded her husband several times before, but the husband will always forget it, or get in..."

The movement of Xiao Jiaoying's whispering complaints was also chirp, but the voice did not dispel the restlessness in Mu Huai's heart.

Mu Huai's face was cold and solemn, and it was rare to feel that he had encountered something very difficult.

After lunch, Mu Huai kept his face sullen, but he didn't think of any solution.

He stood alone on the top of the towering carved wall of the East Palace, concentrating on his thoughts.

The prince's solemn expression seemed to be thinking about some important political affairs from the guards stationed below.

They secretly felt that the prince was really diligent, and even had to worry about the affairs of the country.

-"Husband."

The woman's sweet voice made Mu Huai stop his thoughts, he turned around, and saw that Rong Xi was already neatly dressed.

Today, she wore a tender yellow Shui Luo Hua Yu, the dress was wide-sleeved, and the inner lining was a pleated skirt. The pattern on the placket was complicated Seocho flowers, and the sleeves were embroidered with jade rabbits. Pounding medicine diagram.

Rong Xi half-twisted his long hair, and combed out two thin strands of black hair separately, and wrapped them in front of him with a red string.

The hairpins on the hair are not luxurious, they only wear the head flower made of scattered oriental beads and the silk flower in the style of jade lotus.

She looked like a certain family lady who hadn't come out of the pavilion, bright and pure.

Seeing Rong Xi dressed like this, Mu Huai felt very fresh.

It really looked like a cute little Huang Ying, which made him want to hold her in his arms and rub her face.

Mu Huai's expression was faint, but he still couldn't control it. When he walked to and behind the woman, he reached out and pinched her face.

Rong Xi suffered from a pain, complaining slightly, and then rubbed the reddened part of his face with his hands.

The man's actions were not serious or serious.

Mu Huai's tone was pretentious, and he asked, "How did you come up? This is the windy upstairs, so hurry down and go with you for a while."

The man in front of him was still wearing the complicated diadem he had when he was up to the court. He was tall and straight, with a handsome appearance, and his tone of voice to her was as if he were kidding.

Rong Xi's sweet and soft voice was a little helpless, and he whispered back: "The concubine knows that the husband is because of that...there is worries in his heart. When the Shijiai palace is waiting to freshen up, he came up with a way to tell him quickly ."

Mu Huaifeng raised his eyebrows slightly, and after embracing the petite woman in his arms, he asked her in a low voice, "Tonggu, what are you thinking of?"

Rong Xi lowered his beautiful eyes slightly.

She said that although she had a shame on this matter, she did understand a lot more than Mu Huai.

In many cases, he learned from her.

If Mu Huai wants to live a "happy" life in the future, he really needs to learn more from her.

Rong Xi bit his soft lip, and for a long while, he finally tiptoed.

Mu Huai also lowered her head, so that she could speak in his ear, only listening to her whisper in her soft voice: "...There is a kind of massage that can push all of them out."

After that, Rong Xi used his small hands to make a massage posture, waving and playing with the two slender hands under Mu Huai's eyelids.

Mu Huai grabbed one of her hands and played with it in his palm.

The deeper the smile on his lips, he said jokingly: "Then Xi'er will teach the lonely tonight, okay?"