The Consort is Sick, We Must Pamper Her

Qin Heng asked the servants to take care of him. Then he returned to the Panlong Palace. Director Feng said, "Long live Lord, bubble feet, right?"

Qin Heng was indeed exhausted, so he sent it up.

Manager Feng came out and waited, ready to warn Chu Yue to wash your feet with two sentences, and don't do those small movements.

But I didn't even see Chu Yue when I came out.

"Where is Xiao Yazi?" Manager Feng asked.

"I just met, this time I will probably fall asleep." Xiao Xuanzi said.

"Asleep?" Manager Feng snorted for a moment, and said: "Go and tell her that she can't leave the palace." It's up to him to try to catch her!

When Xiao Xuanzi came, Chu Yue planned to go to the gambling shop to find Wang Yuanxun, but I didn't expect Xiao Xuanzi to come.

"I thought you were going to sleep, dare you to be waiting for me." Xiao Xuanzi rolled her eyes when she saw that she was dressed up and she was going to sleep.

Chu Yue twitched his mouth: "I haven't had time to sleep."

"Okay, go and take care of him." Xiao Xuanzi waved his hand and said, "What kind of person is my foster father? Just save yourself these methods."

When Chu Yue was not clear and wanted to ask questions, Xiao Xuanzi said: "If you want to take a vacation to go out of the palace to play, you should hurry."

Chu Yue just came over, and only after I came to know that I was going to wash the dragon's feet, Chu Yue was stunned, and then in his heart he withdrew Mr. Feng’s not-so-disgusting evaluation , Began to scold the dead **** who didn't give people a way to survive.

"That is to say, you have served well before, but don't have any thoughts, just wash your feet." Manager Feng hummed as she looked at her with a smirk.

Qin Heng closed his eyes and meditated. He felt that someone had put a basin over, and then gently started to take off his dragon boots. He didn't care. When his feet were submerged in the hot water, he rubbed his feet with those hands. During the massage, the eyebrows couldn't help but move, this is not the eunuch's hand.

She opened her eyes and saw the hat of the little eunuch. She knelt on the ground to wash his feet, her little hand was not pinched on his feet in the dark potion.

When I felt Qin Heng, I looked at her, Chu Yue felt very stressed, and in my heart he scolded General Feng again, but he could only continue to knead and massage.

At this time, Manager Feng came in with the sign and said, "The emperor, it's time to turn over the sign."

Chu Yue thought it was something, but I didn't expect this to be the legendary flipping brand. When the action lags, I continue to wash my feet.

How could Qin Heng not feel her strangeness? Originally, he didn't mind turning over the brand to make her more uncomfortable, but he did not have any thoughts today, and said, "Take it."

Manager Feng retreated with the tray, not surprised. After all, after dealing with the papers for a day today, Long live Lord must be tired, so it is better to rest earlier.

Refusing to flip the sign, Qin Heng felt that the foot washing maid was a little bit happy, and washed more carefully.

Chu Yue doesn’t look at his brand. It’s obviously not in a good mood. She is worried about being used by him. She also tried her best, even if she washes his toes and toes cleanly. She rubbed and rubbed it, as if she was treating the world's most precious rare treasure!

Seeing that she was humbled to this point for petting, Qin Heng just snorted in his heart, and did not intend to forgive her just like that.

This is a woman who knows everything well.

Besides, she was happy because he refused to turn over the sign, so if he turned over the sign, would she still be happy?

The jealous temper seemed to have not been reversed, and it was no wonder Feng Bai that the dog minion said she hadn't learned the rules yet.

Chu Yue, which I don’t know what people think in his heart, worked cautiously. I washed it with syrup and pressed it again, and then mixed it with water. Chu Yue was relieved in my heart.

"My lord, the feet are washed." Chu Yue knelt on the ground and said with his head down.

So perfect, there shouldn't be a chance to punish her.

Qin Heng knew what she meant. He said that she had to keep her feet right. He could not go back after washing her feet, and wanted to press his shoulders, and then seduce him to let him keep her.

No woman has ever come in in his Panlong Temple, let alone stay overnight, she really dared to think about it!

"Go down!" Qin Heng snorted coldly.

Chu Yue trembled, then trembling holding the footbath, and then withdrew, went outside, and then screamed in my heart that it was uncertain and moody!

She knew that he didn't want to see her, and wouldn't give a good face every time he saw her, but thought she wanted to get in front of him? Isn't that the **** Feng, the dead **** who doesn't harm people, is not comfortable!

She Gu Zi went back, but Director Feng was scolded by Qin Heng.

Manager Feng was very happy. Long live Lord was not coaxed by her three tricks and quickly said: "Long live Lord, it's not a slave who asked her to take care of her. She insisted on coming, saying that soaking feet is the most comfortable. , Give me a massage again, I can go 70% to 80% of my exhaustion." All her original words.

Qin Heng snorted coldly and said, "Is there no one in the Panlong Temple!"

How could he not know that the woman wanted to seduce herself by washing her feet? When I first washed his feet, he always washed his toes and toes, and touched him frequently, making him feel a little bit arrogant. How could he not know what he was doing?

"Long live master, since she wants to forgive her sin, long live master will give her a chance. If she doesn't serve her well, long live master doesn't have to be polite to her." Feng said.

It would have been a blessing to let her come here to serve her. It hasn’t been a few days since she waited, and she was thinking about climbing the dragon bed. How could she be pampered?

And where is this Dragon Palace? Long live Lord lives, and the empress does not have this blessing. Want to seduce Long live Lord here? Let alone the door, there are no windows.

Mr. Feng felt calm.

When Qin Heng went to the dragon bed to rest, he felt a little awkward. He was tired after dealing with government affairs for a day today, and he didn't have any thoughts. Otherwise, he should have turned the sign and went to the harem for recreation.

But after the woman washed her feet and touched her little hands on the soles of her feet, she couldn't sleep for a while.

When she was in Long'an Temple in the past, she was like this, serving her with all her heart, all she could do was to be able to get on his bed, but now he didn't know what the intention was with the old tricks.

If you don’t learn the rules well, you think about being favored. When his favor is so easy to get it?

Qin Heng snorted twice in his heart, then recited the Qingxin Sutra silently without distracting thoughts, and fell asleep after a while.

In a blink of an eye, Prince Qi returned to Beijing, one day later than originally planned.

Prince Qi is the eighth brother of the current sage. In his early years, he had an excellent relationship with the current sage. However, even so, now that the monarchs are different, Prince Qi still did not expect that the former ninth brother would go on tour and personally come to Prince Qi's mansion.

Asking Prince Qi to be so moved, he wanted to shed blood on his ninth brother.