The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Isn't it wrong? Your family thinks that what you did is not wrong. Yun Qingyue stopped talking and looked at Rong Jing somberly. She didn't believe Qing Shang's words. If Rong Jing didn't tell her, the little girl Qing Qing was careful and careful, and she wouldn't suddenly get her a lot of such cumbersome dresses.

"Come out! I'll wear it for you!" Rong Jing didn't seem to see Yun Qingyue's gloomy face, and said warmly.

"No, you tell me how to wear it, I wear it myself!" Yun Qingyue thought if she would fake someone like this in the future, how would she mix in the future?

"Aren't you hungry? I didn't eat much in the palace, but I drank a lot of wine. Now my stomach is empty! If you learn how to wear this dress, why should you be half an hour. Are you sure you want to study now?" Rong Jing Raise an eyebrow.

Yun Qianyue frowned.

"Still shy?" Rong Jing smiled and asked.

"Who's shy? You're not a gentleman!" Yun Qingyue tweeted, thinking that he was seen by him anyway, stood up out of the hot spring pool, and pulled the clothes in his hand to cover the spring light first. Blushing at him: "Hurry up and help me wear it."

"Okay!" Rong Jing chuckled slightly, stood up, reached out to pull Yun Qianyue's clothes, saw her clenched tightly, he smiled and raised his eyebrows, "how do I wear you this way?"

Yun Qianyue slowly let go, but Rong Jing didn't pull her clothes anymore. The clothes slipped down her body. The spring light that had been covered was glanced under the night pearl. She immediately glared and angered: "Rong Jing, did you deliberately?"

Rong Jing didn't speak, stooped to pick up the clothes, shook it gently, put Yun Qianyue on his body without squinting, shook his head, and said softly: "You don't blame me if you let go without saying a word."

Yun Qingyue snorted and watched his slow movements urge: "Hurry up!"

"Okay!" Although Rong Jing's mouth agreed, he didn't move quickly. His fingertips crossed Yun Qianyue's smooth skin, with silky coolness, and the clothes between the belts were tangled and pulled. He breathed around Yun Qianyue's ears. The fragrance like snow lotus was mixed with thick wine, accompanied by With his slightly smoked face, it was intoxicating beyond words.

Yun Qianyue's original depression dissipated. Looking at Rong Jing, his jade face was picturesque, his movements were elegant, and he really deserved to be "Jin Yi Xue Hua jade color, looked back and smiled." As soon as she rose, she was pressed hard by her, and suddenly she opened Rong Jing's hand, wrapped her clothes and walked outside the door.

Rong Jing stunned, looking at Yun Qianyue's swift walking figure inexplicably, "What's wrong? The clothes haven't been worn yet!"

"Hungry!" Yun Qiangyue didn't return, and his voice was dumb.

"Oh... it turned out to be hungry!" Rong Jing chuckled, and stepped up to follow Yun Qiangyue, seeing her several ribbons fluttering behind him, he smiled and said: "It's getting dark anyway. After wearing clothes, If you want to take off, don’t wear it! Let’s eat!"

Yun Qianyue took a step, glanced back at Rong Jing, and suddenly said in a bad voice: "Don't go out first, wait here, wait until I call you out!"

Rong Jing stopped and looked at Yun Qingyue, "why?"

"Let you wait here just wait here, so much nonsense!" Yun Qianyue looked at him. You have a good posture if you are not obedient.

Rong Jing shook his head with a smile, a somewhat helpless look. But really stopped and nodded, "Okay!"

Yun Qianyue came out of the secret door with satisfaction. The smell of the food lingered in the room. She walked out of the screen. Qing Shang had already retreated, and there was no one in the room. She glanced at the table, and kept walking to the wardrobe where Qing Shang took out her clothes from there earlier, and opened the cabinet door. Her clothes were neatly stacked there, there were more than a dozen sets, all new of. She turned over, and all the pieces were as cumbersome as the clothes on her body. She stopped, looking at Rong Jing’s clothes, a series of crescent-white brocades stacked neatly there, and she reached out in the pile. The clothing turned over and stopped again, turning to the inner corner, where the same crescent white was stacked neatly.

She remembers what she wore when she woke up yesterday morning. She glanced at her again, and there was no other clothes in it. After hesitating, she reached out and took out a soft thick lining of Rongjing. After looking back at the screen, the door of the dark room was open, and Rongjing waited obediently inside. She immediately took off her clothes and took two or three times. Putting Rongjing's soft thick blouse on her body, although a little big, was barely wearable. She picked up her sleeves briskly and walked to the mirror. She was more satisfied, so she shouted, " Alright, you come out!"

Rong Jing came out of the dark door and came out of the screen. He saw Yun Qianyue wearing his coat and his eyes flashed quickly, glancing at the open wardrobe and the messy clothes she turned over, laughing Tao: "No wonder I waited, it turned out to be like this!"

"Tomorrow you will ask Qingshang to give me some simple clothes!" Yun Qingyue met his eyes, and his face was red.

"What about the clothes in the cupboard?" Rong Jing asked. "Anyway, I don't wear it!" Yun Qianyue shook her head. Such cumbersome clothes make her uncomfortable to wear.

"It's all tailored to your size. If you don't wear it, those clothes will be wasted!" Rong Jingdao said.

"Customized?" Yun Qianyue narrowed her eyes and looked at Rong Jing. I thought there was a premeditated plan. She guessed right.

"Well!" Rong Jing couldn't admit it, "otherwise you think there will be such ready-made clothes to sell to you? Qingshang can go and get them?"

"That's a waste!" Yun Qingyue thought to let you know that there are premeditated consequences! Disapprovingly said: "Anyway, you have money!"

"These were bought with the silver that sold the small vault in your yard, but not my silver." Rong Jing shook his head with a smile, seeing Yun Qingyue stunned, he came over and sat at the table, taking the action gracefully After pouring a cup of tea from the teapot, he took a sip and asked slowly, "Do you know how much silver you have in your dress?"

"How do I know!" Yun Qianyue looked at the clothes, with several layers of silk brocade light silk, covered with a soft gauze at the base, and the rings were all fine jade pendants, with more than ten ribbons like Qingxue, and a thin wire threaded with blue moon beads around her arm, and a little bit of brilliance. Such clothes are definitely worth a lot, she can't guess the value.

"One hundred and fifty two!" Rong Jing said.

Five hundred two! That's about the same. Lan Yuezhu is very valuable, not to mention this fine silk brocade, Yun Qiangyue thought.

"It's five hundred and two gold!" Rong Jing said again.

"What?" Yun Qianyue shook his hand.

"You count, how much gold are those clothes in the cabinet? If you don't wear it, how much gold is wasted?" Rong Jing raised an eyebrow.

Yun Qianyue secretly calculated, fifteen sets, one piece of five hundred two gold, that is seven thousand five hundred two gold! Gold! She looked at Rong Jing with a dark complexion, "You are burning money, do you know?"

"Well, I know! But it's all your money, and I don't feel distressed." Rong Yuantou smiled at her.

"Rong Jing! You don't feel distressed, I feel distressed!" Yun Qiangyue's face had turned black, and he stared at him angrily. One piece of clothing was five hundred and two gold, but also he dared to find someone to order? Tailor-made? How to measure? She made so much money in her previous life and didn't wear five hundred or two gold clothes.

"Well, I know you are distressed. So, you better not waste it!" Rong Jing faithfully suggested.

"Take it away!" Yun Qingyue commanded Rong Jing in a hard tone. Money is not such a trick, she is useful.

"Can't retreat." Rong Jing shook his head, "You also know that these are tailor-made clothes, especially produced by Xianpinge, Yin Niang's craftsmanship, Yin Niang is a money basket that loves more money than you, enter her The silver two in the bag can't spit out a single one."

Lady Yin...

Yun Qianyue had heard Cailian and others talking with her about a petrol poem, one of which was about Yin Yinzi. I remember that the oil poem said this way, "There are seven treasures in the world, one crown of glory is covered by the world, two treasures are unremarkable, no one can boast, everyone in the three treasures is afraid, the four treasures toads can also be accompanied by red flowers, and the five treasures are poisonous. The white flowers and flowers, the six treasures and the ink are moving, and the Qibao money basket marries a poor man."

When Yun Qianyue heard this poem, she felt very honored to be one of the treasures, but now she remembered this poem, she couldn't feel the glory anymore, only felt the purse of the money basket Her drums were flattened again.

"Got it?" Rong Jing looked at Yun Qianyue and asked with a smile, "You still want to retreat?"

Yun Qianyue looked at Rong Jing angrily, and Yin Liang, who entered the purse of the money basket, was said to be out of the way of the king. She approached him, condescendingly and hegemonically: "I don't care, you can't spend my money anyway, you have to spend your money!"

"Hey..." Rong Jing sighed, put down the teacup, gently embraced Yun Qiangyue's waist, and said softly to her: "Why do you need me to be so clear? Even if you spend it now, you Will you marry me in the future, will it be mine?"

Yun Qianyue frowned, can you count this way? Isn't she still suffering?

"Also, if you marry me in the future, my money is not yours? Wouldn't you spend all these on my account now?" Rong Jing said in turn.

Yun Qingyue think about it too! But spending so much silver, no, gold, she still hurts!

"As long as you wear it, don't you waste it?" Rong Jing gave advice. Seeing Yun Qianyue frowned, she continued to whisper softly: "If you don't wear these clothes, you can't go back. Two golds will float. You must know that the things in your small storeroom will be sold for so much money."

Yun Qianyue finally couldn't bear it, and compromised: "I wear it, I'll count on you!"

Rong Jing held Yun Qianyue low and smirked, nodded, "Okay!"

Yun Qianyue heard him smirk, and hit his chest with his arm, a bit of a bite, meaning, "I sleep in bed tonight, you sleep on a soft couch!"