Pretty Her

The chief manager was waiting by the door, and suddenly saw the prince coming out, followed by the little queen.

Take a closer look.

The little queen had red and swollen peach eyes, apparently just crying. As for why we cry, it is unknown.

There was only a little queen standing in the outside, and His Royal Highness did not let the Queen pass through. Only those who were able to provoke the Little Queen could cry.

The chief executive sighed, in this deep house that cannibalize and spit out bones, how an orphan who is powerless and powerless can survive. If you offend the prince any more, you won't have to live.

Perhaps the most aggrieved queen in history is now this one.

The sun was shining, and the prince ordered someone to bring a cowhide umbrella and instructed the chief manager: "After you go in and tell the father and the emperor, you will say that I have left in advance and will not accompany his elderly. Let him pay attention to his body. Overworked. "

The old emperor has long lost control of his power, and the true emperor is His Royal Highness.

The chief executive heard what he meant, asking him to help the emperor to return to the dormitory to rest earlier. The chief executive quickly responded and looked at the Prince.

The little queen looked pitiful.

The chief manager showed pity to Xiangxi and jade, and quietly handed a piece of silk spar to Huai Tao to make her wipe her eyes. Huai Tao took it and smiled, "Thank you.

The prince took the umbrella and didn't let the palace man hold the umbrella, and his robes stepped into the sun. At this time, Piansheng turned around, as the eagle's sharp eyes stared at the silk handkerchief in Huaitao's hand, "throw it away."

The chief manager bent down in fright, never thinking that his little good intentions would be disgusted by His Royal Highness.

The little queen pouted, "Isn't it just a handkerchief?"

After hesitating for a long time, he finally chose to obey, and reluctantly shoved the handkerchief back into the arms of the general manager. Thanks again for his kindness.

This time, the Grand Chancellor did not dare to respond, for he was afraid the little queen would say one more thing, His Royal Highness was angry, hated the house and the black, and terminated his post.

The sun was fierce, and the prince stood under the eaves, looking forward, as if waiting for someone to lean over.

Huai Tao looked at the whitening sun in the sky, and looked at the parasol next to it. When she came, the sun was not very hot, and now she was going back, but the air was like fire.

The goat's milk bath I just washed last night, my tender skin cannot be ruined by such a big sun.

She was supposed to be about the handkerchief just now, and accused him of losing his temper and losing his temper.

As soon as she was next to him, the prince said, "Go further, don't come over and be alone."

The beauty snorted with a fine throat, while going out, grieved, "Speaking is not countable, and he said he would send me back to the temple ..."

As soon as the feet moved away, there were many big hands around her waist, and the hot palms dragged her back.

The prince held her hand on Liangyu's umbrella handle, and whispered, "Would you like someone else?"

The beauty shook her head: "No more."

The prince dropped the sentence with satisfaction, as if punishing her. "The leather umbrella is too heavy, you can support it."

While talking, he carried her out.

She told her to hold an umbrella, but his hand on the back of her hand never moved away. He was actually holding an umbrella. The two returned to Jiao Dian, where they should have walked for half an hour.

He did not choose the shady path that the palace people are familiar with, but chose the unmanned Liyang Avenue.

When walking back to the pepper hall, the beauty was exhausted and soft. She wanted to loosen her apron for ventilation, but she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand.

Arang came out to pick up people.

The beauty gasped, and opened her arms subconsciously at Arang: "Arang, hug me in, I'm thirsty."

As soon as the voice fell, the prince handed the umbrella over, and ordered Arang to say, "Put away your umbrella and wait outside."

The beauty frowned. "Alang, don't listen to him, hug me in."

The next second, she whispered, returning to God and being held up by the waist, the prince hugged her meteor and strode towards the temple, her face indifferent: "rattle."

Alang looked at it eagerly, trying to follow him, but in the end he did not have the courage, holding the umbrella that had been roasted by the sun, and shivering all over.

Inside the temple.

The prince was slow to let go, he hugged her and sat down, looking at her with no expression, struggling to resist: "Hot, you let me go."

The prince turned a deaf ear, holding her in one hand and holding the teapot on the table.

Fill a cup of herbal tea and feed it to her lips.

The beauty twisted her body, staring eagerly at the temptation of her lips.

It's too thirsty.

He took her for half an hour under the big sun, how could she bear it. Now when I see herbal tea, I can't wait to drink seven or eight pots.

The beauty opened her mouth meekly, mumbling and drinking tea along his movements.

After drinking a cup, he fed her another cup. After drinking the whole pot, she licked the corner of her mouth, and Nuo Nu said, "More."

The prince ignored her.

His hand moved away from her waist and landed calmly on her lower abdomen, "If you drink again, you will break it."

The sweat was sticky, and she unconsciously stretched her neck, and the slight movement fell into his eyes, like a cat stretching her body and begging.

I just walked over and saw her biting her lip limping when she walked halfway. She didn't ask her, she just whispered, "Well, my feet hurt."

If she begged him, why would she go so much wrong?

The crown prince's hands were rubbing her ankles across the fabric, and then it was her pair of lotus feet.

He said lightly: "From today, you find an excuse to pretend to be ill."

She drank the tea, took it a little slower, lay her head down in his arms, closed her eyes slightly, and asked, "Why do you pretend to be ill, I definitely didn't get sick."

The prince was not very impatient. Her movements were a little heavier. She shivered and shrank her feet. He quickly rubbed his eyes and touched her with a small face that enjoyed intoxication, as if he liked his strength very much.

The Prince did not answer her question, but asked, "Very comfortable?"

She still closed her eyes and nodded shyly. "It's comfortable to rub like this."

The prince let go.

"Kneading again, my feet really hurt." She begged him greedily, acting like a decent figure, trying hard to squeeze tears, but couldn't squeeze it out.

It's all dried.

Where can there be tears.

The prince sneered, "You're used to seeking benefits."

She opened her eyes and looked at him innocently: "It is the instinct of man to benefit and avoid harm, does Her Royal Highness not want others to treat you well?"

The Prince's eyes jumped, and his hands reattached, "You have a lot of light in your head."

She told him confidently: "I'm not those beautiful women. I look good and I'm smart."

There was a smile in the crown prince's eyes, "Oh? Then you talk about why Gu made you pretend to be sick."

The beauty's eyes turned, and there were many styles: "Because the Highness doesn't want the emperor to see me, the emperor is just a little bit better, and the most taboo is that someone else is sick to him. If I say I'm sick, the emperor will stop seeing me anyway . "

Her smug little looks made her heart tickle and crisp.

The Prince lowered her head and moved closer, her nose pinching her, "Small thing, why don't you let Gu Gu not let Father Wang see you?"

The beauties looked at him with embarrassment, and her rosy chubby lips were clear and brilliant: "Because my Royal Highness Prince pleases me."

The prince sneered: "Do it yourself."

The beauty frowned awfully, "Why, don't you like me? If you don't like it, why would you ask Arang to ask me that?" She paused, her voice becoming firmer, "You want to marry I do n’t like me. "

The Prince exhaled a hot breath, and asked calmly, "What can you do to make Gu like it?"

Beauty: "I am beautiful, and there is no better-looking woman in the world than me. My lady, gentleman is good, Your Highness sees me, it makes sense."

The Prince closed her eyes and gently sniffed the powdery aroma from her skin.

She is very fragrant.

It was as if he had stripped off his clothes and rolled in a bush of flowers, using Yingying Moonlight as a coverall, and Tian shamelessly seduced people.

The prince buried lower, and stretched out the tip of her tongue and slid across her chin corner: "Queen, you remember well, I don't like you."

The beauty tried to avoid him: "If you lie, if you don't like it, why kiss me like you do now."

The prince did not let her hide, she took the hand that held her around her chin, and moved her scorching tongue to the place where it was slightly recessed under her lips.

He licked, rubbing past her lip line: "When did you kiss you, eh?"

His hand still didn't stop rubbing her feet, and with the provocation of his tongue, something was coming out of the air, and the beauty couldn't help groaning.

A sweet, tender voice overflowed from her lips, like a potion, and he heard him move.

The prince is sensible after all.

Did not continue.

As soon as he let go, she got up from him, angry and furious, and wanted to go into the couch, as far as possible from him.

The beauty crawled in with his back to him. The prince looked at it with interest for a few seconds, then gently stretched out her hand, strangled her feet, and dragged herself.

Effortless.

She fell back into her arms again.

The prince bowed his head. "Being a queen who is up against the law, marrying into the palace for less than a month, all your thoughts are nothing but pickles. As the future master of the world, you will be punished by you alone."

The beauty was panting and quickly softened: "Don't punish me, I won't say that again next time."

Probably he was too cold when he said he was going to punish her, and she was frightened. Then she pleaded, and happily wrapped around his waist. "I will be very obedient, so I can do anything, from Starting today, I will pretend to be ill, shall I? "

She spoke, and deliberately scratched his chest with his head.

This stupid little thing, want to deal with him with a beauty.

The Prince didn't answer, and looked around for a while.

When he entered the hall just now, he noticed that there was no second palace man except the big pepper hall.

Desolate.

She was still immersed in how to coquettish with him, and suddenly heard the Prince asked: "What about the palace men who are waiting for you?"

Huai Tao froze, and then answered, "They are all gone."

Prince Edward: "Leave?"

The beauty's voice was low: "I'm just a queen of joy, they were unwilling to serve me, and I didn't want to delay their future. They followed the other maids better than they followed me. Besides, I have Arang . "

Speaking of A-lang, her tone was happy: "A-Lang said, no one else is fine, I stayed with her in the temple, quiet and undisturbed, it is better to live by closing the door, anyway, I The habit of being served by her, Jiao Dian is only the two of us, but it is easy to save trouble. "

The Prince frowned.

At this time he was busy with the drought in Jiangbei, and his mind was not in the palace.

The Prince asked again, "Is she alone, how can you save trouble? When other concubines meet you, where do you come from to give tea and water?"

The beauty yelled, "No one will come to see me." She rubbed her nose aggrievedly, "I don't care anyway."

The prince hummed, "He said that he is a queen all day long, wouldn't he care about that? I'm afraid you dream that the people in the harem will kneel and worship you."

She didn't speak, just rubbing her nose blindly. The nose was rubbing red. He took it away for her and looked carefully. It turned out that Xiaoqiao Xiuting had a thin white flop on the tip of his nose. He brushed it carefully, she didn't itch and didn't want to continue rubbing Already.

She took his word dullly: "Many of them have sons-in-law, and there is no need to bow to my queen without a prince."

"Prince?" The prince bit her earlobe and asked, "Why, do you want a prince too?"