The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

"Go back to the old prince, Jing Shizi is afraid that the young lady's sleeping position will hurt her arm, so..." Mo Li also lowered his voice.

"It turns out like this! Haha... Sure enough, it's Jing Shizi. Then my old man will be relieved. With him there, the smelly girl's injury will be better. My old man has a lot of things, where can I stare at this smelly girl every day to recuperate? After a while they wake up, you tell Jing Shizi, saying that my old man said, and ask him to rest assured. Be sure to raise the bad girl's arm injury." Old Yun Yun laughed and said with satisfaction.

"Yes!" Mo Li responded.

"You little girl is waiting for your master well. Since you are the big girl in the Qingyue Pavilion, take care of all the people here, work more, and break your mouth. If you pass a word, my old man will ask you "Lao Yun Yun looked at Cailian again, and said flatly.

"Yes! The slave-servant must take care of the Qingyue Pavilion!" Cailian originally thought that the old prince would feel that Jing Shizi and the young lady rushed in anger regardless of courtesy. Unexpectedly, the old prince was not only annoyed, but also very happy. She vaguely understood, and some did not understand, bowed her head and quickly promised. Even if the old prince did not explain, she still understood this matter.

"Well! That's good!" Lord Yun Yun didn't go in any more, and walked out of the Qianyue Pavilion.

Mo Li retreated. Cailian quickly summoned the people of Qianyue Pavilion to gather together and beat them.

Everyone these days because of the change of Yun Qianyue and the power of the master of the house, the life of the Qianyue Pavilion is more than ten times better than before. In addition, Yun Qingyue cleared out the people with improper mental skills on the first day. The people who are left today are those who have a clear heart, and everyone feels good about the young lady and is loyal to her. In fact, without Cailian warning, they will keep their mouths shut. Therefore, Rong Jing rests in Yunqianyue’s room, except for Nan. Ling Rui knew that the outside was half-skinned and unheard of.

Then no one came to disturb Qianyuege. Rong Jing and Yunqianyue were sleeping peacefully, and Qianyuege was silent.

Yun Qianyue and Rong Jing not only slept for one day, but also slept all night.

Yun Qianyue woke up, opened her eyes, and saw that the sky was gray, and there was a crackling rain falling outside the window. She reached out and rubbed her sleepy eyes, looking at the window with some confusion, remembering that she was shining in the sun when she slept. I don't understand how the rain will fall.

"Sleep confused?" Rong Jing looked at Yun Qianyue's confused appearance, and chuckled softly, and Qingrun's voice was dumb.

Yun Qianyue turned her head along the voice, saw Rong Jing holding a book in her hand, and looked at her with a smile. The book had been read halfway, and apparently woke up for a long time. She asked: "What time is it? When does it rain?"

"It rained at midnight yesterday. It's almost noon now, and you can really sleep." Rong Jing smiled.

"No wonder! It turned out that I slept one night a day." Yun Qianyue withdrew her eyes lazily and closed her eyes. It stands to reason that she should have been very comfortable after sleeping for so long, but she only felt sore at this time. Strengthening up, frowning and asking, "Did you not cover my quilt again and caught me cold? Otherwise how could I sleep so uncomfortably."

"It's you who took the quilt. I'd be nice if you didn't catch a cold. You also hit a rake." Rong Jing put down the book and reached out his hand on Yun Qianyue's forehead. "Not hot, are you uncomfortable?"

"Uncomfortable anyway." Yun Qianyue snorted and suddenly remembered something, squinting her eyes dangerously at Rong Jing, "Did you not do anything to me?"

Rong Jing's hands were stiff, and he looked at Yun Qianyue's wide eyes, and there was a dangerous breath in his eyes, as if he nodded and said what he had done to her, she would immediately kill him, he sighed helplessly, and Angrily said with a smile: "What can I do to you? Your sleep is really ugly, even if I do something, I'm not interested."

Yun Qianyue looked at Rong Jing suspiciously.

Rong Jing ignored her, picked up the book again, and threw out a sentence, "probably you sleep too much!"

"Maybe!" Yun Qingyue thought that even if she slept like a dead pig, she couldn't possibly know what the **** wanted to do to her, so she closed her eyes lazily, unable to lift her spirit, thinking about I really slept too much.

"Aren't you hungry? Can't you still get up?" Rong Jingjian Yun Qiangyue didn't mean to get up and asked, leaning his head.

"Not hungry!" Yun Qianyue lay still.

"Get up! Your wound needs to be changed." Rong Jing said.

Yun Qianyue opened her eyes and looked at her arm. She saw that it was different from the bandage before going to bed. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Rong Jing. Rong Jing gave an explanation, "I gave you a medicine last night, you It's too much sleep. I didn't wake up from beginning to end."

"You're still doing your due diligence." Yun Qingyue lowered her arm, she could feel the wound was healing, thinking that his medicine and powder were really good, and it would take seven or eight days for such a wound to heal now. I didn't expect it to heal in just two days and nights.

"For the future... I naturally have to do my due diligence." Rong Jing looked at Yun Qiangyue with some meaning.

"Yeah, otherwise there will be scars on the arm, how can my future husband be pleasing to the eye, if you don't do it for me, I will remember to hate you for life." Yun Qianyue snorted and felt that she couldn't lie down again, lie down again Paralyzed when she went down, she gasped and sat up freely.

"It seems good to be remembered for a lifetime." Rong Jing seemed to smile.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry to avoid, I want to get out of bed." Yun Qianyue kicked Rong Jing, not much effort.

Rong Jing couldn't read the book anymore. He could only put down the book, got up and sat up. When he stretched his hand to lift the quilt, he got up and got out of bed. Just opened the corner of the quilt.

"Hurry up, what is it?" Yun Qianyue urged Rong Jing impatiently.

Rong Jing was sitting still, and the whole person was extremely stiff. His poem-like appearance kept changing, and his face was very strange.

"What's wrong?" Yun Qingyue found Rong Jing wrong and looked at him frowning. "Is there a flower in the quilt?"

Rong Jing looked up at Yun Qingyue and saw her inexplicable look. He suddenly glanced at his face without speaking.

"I see, what kind of flowers grow in the quilt to make you look like a ghost!" Yun Qianyue reached out and pulled away the quilt, and her eyes froze when she touched the place, and her small face changed instantly. Countless colors, hushy, countless colors faded, the red tide climbed onto the small face, the whole person was burning like a fire, and even the ears were burning, she slammed on the quilt, and said shamefully and angrily: "You...you You bastard, get out of here!"

No wonder she is so uncomfortable with backache! It turned out that the legendary Kwai Shui came. Not only got yourself alone, but also got Rong Jing, God, kill her!

"It wasn't me." Rong Jing turned his head away from Yun Qiangyue, and his ears were also blushing.

"Nonsense! You're not a man if you want to make it?" Yun Qingyue became angry and shouted.

Rong Jing was stunned, turned back to look at Yun Qiangyue, and saw her whole person like a cooked duck, red, and he was a little embarrassed and suddenly faded, it was rare to see her as a shameful look. Can't help but be a little funny, "You finally realize that you are a woman, a happy event, good!"

"You said, don't hurry out!" Yun Qianyue felt embarrassed and dead. It is estimated that this kind of thing rests on anyone who wants to hit the wall. Now she has the urge to hit the wall. She stretches her legs and kicks Rongjing, angrily: "Hurry out!"

Rong Jing was extremely obedient this time, got up and got out of bed, put on his shoes, and walked out.

"Wait!" Yun Qianyue was about to go out when he saw Rongjing, and immediately shouted at him.

Rong Jing stopped and looked back at her.

"You...your clothes..." Yun Qingyue looked at Rong Jing's crescent-white brocade blood stains and made an annoyed voice. If he was allowed to go out like this, then she would have no face to see. What's this...

Rong Jing also looked down at the blood stains on his brocade, and Bai Yu's face was also covered with blush. He had never experienced such a battle. He looked at Yun Qianyue and asked, "So... what should I do? I won't go out?"

At this time, Yun Qingyue was ashamed, annoyed, angry, and irritated. She glared at Rongjing with some blushing teeth, and said: "Take off your clothes and go out!"

"Okay!" Rong nodded, reaching for his robe.

Yun Qianyue turned her face away and regretted her death at this time. Why didn't she insist on driving this **** out or she went to sleep next door. If these two things were the same in the first place, there wouldn't be such a bad thing now.

"But the brocade inside was also dyed." Rong Jing was quite helpless after taking off his robe.

Yun Qingyue turned her face, and she saw that the white brocade in Rongjing was also stained with blood. Her small face turned white and white for a while, and she said angrily: "Take it off!"

Rong Jing shook his hand, and his robe fell to the ground. He looked at Yun Qianyue with a red face. "It's gone again!"

Yun Qingyue suddenly lay straight back on the bed, covering her face with the quilt, this man, she would rather not know him! Shy and angry said: "I'm dead, don't talk to me!"

Rong Jing looked at Yun Qingyue as if he was hiding under the quilt, and stretched his hand to caress his forehead. It seemed extremely embarrassing to this situation. He wasted his talent and talent, and he didn't understand how to deal with this situation. . Therefore, standing on the ground for a long time.

Yun Qingyue crumbled halfway in the quilt and could not hear Rong Jing moving. She lifted the quilt and looked out to him. I saw that Rong Jing's bitter Da Qiu stared deeply at his robe. His inexplicable appearance was very different from his usual calmness. Rong Taishan collapsed to the front without changing its color. She suddenly remembered that this man was only 17 years old. In this world, a man of this age can only be regarded as a boy. He is a young boy. He has deep thoughts and deep thoughts. He is just a boy who is immature in some respects. To put it bluntly, it is not a man. Thinking this way, her embarrassment and shame faded, and she looked at him with some amusement.