That night.

Fang Ying and Li Shu returned to the princess mansion.

When Xiangling, the personal maid, saw that the prince-in-law was back, she immediately trotted over to say hello and said in a crisp voice, "I have seen the prince-in-law."

"It turns out to be Xiangling. No gift required."

Fang Ying looked at the other party with a smile.

The little maid in front of her was fifteen or sixteen years old, with a pink face and a pair of kind eyes like autumn water, with a smile shining in her eyes.

Look further down...

Ouch! Incredible!

Her body is obviously very delicate, but it is well developed in some areas.

It is said that this little maid and Princess Gaoyang grew up together... But why are their arrogance so different?

Gao Yang's flesh must have grown on the maid's body.

But conversely, as the saying goes, inches are longer and feet are shorter, Princess Gaoyang's beautiful legs are the longest among the women Fang Ying has ever seen...

"Prince-in-law, go to the house first and rest for a while."

Xiangling said with a smile: "Although it is spring now, it is still very cold at night. I will prepare a bedding for you right now."

"Xiang Ling..."

Princess Gaoyang suddenly stopped her.

"Princess, what are you..."

Xiangling stopped immediately, glanced at Fang Ying next to her, then turned to look at Li Shu and said, "You won't even let the prince-in-law cover you with the quilt, right?"

Damn it!

How miserable was my life before?

Fang Ying covered his face, not daring to recall his previous miserable life.

"Xiang Ling! What did you say?"

Princess Gaoyang stamped her feet, blushed, and hummed in a low voice: "Move the bedding into my room..."

Say it.

He hurried into the house first.

Xiang Lingyuan opened her eyes wide and was stunned for a long time before she recovered from the shock.

Her face was full of surprise, she pulled Fang Ying and shouted: "Husband-in-law! The princess wants to consummate the marriage with you!"

Looking at Xiangling who was very excited.

Fang Ying recalled for a moment and realized that Princess Gaoyang had never slept in the same room as him since the wedding night.

And that night.

It seemed like nothing happened to the two of them.

Come to think of it, the handsome and elegant man is Li Shu's favorite. How could she give her first night to a rough man?

"So, Princess Gaoyang is really a young child?"

"And now, she invites me to sleep in her room. Are you going to applaud my love with me tonight?"

Fang Ying suddenly felt hot in his heart.

Especially thinking of Li Shu's moist face and those slender legs, he felt his mouth go dry and his blood speed up.

"Is the first shot of traveling to the Tang Dynasty about to be fired soon?"

Fang Ying carries a beautiful vision.

After standing outside the house for a long time, until my mood calmed down a little, I stepped into Princess Gaoyang's boudoir.

The next moment.

An ancient women's boudoir comes into view.

In the orange-red candlelight, the faint scent of sandalwood fills the surroundings. Under the hollow carved window, there is a guqin placed horizontally, and a bronze mirror is placed on the wooden dressing table.

Princess Li Shu of Gaoyang, sitting upright on the big soft bed.

That charming face, illuminated by the light, looked even more charming and charming.

"Your Highness the Princess..."

Fang Ying raised the corners of his mouth and was about to speak when his eyes suddenly focused.

Li Shu's feet.

It was actually covered with a brocade quilt.

Fang Ying was silent for a long time before slowly speaking: "Your Highness, are you going to... build a floor?"

"What are you thinking about?"

Princess Gao Yang curled her lips.

She pointed to the floor, raised her white chin, and said proudly: "That's for you. You can sleep here tonight."

Fang Ying took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and asked: "You mean, let me sleep on the ground?"

"Otherwise? Do you still want to sleep on the bed?"

Li Shu paused for a moment and said matter-of-factly: "I'm not used to sleeping on the same bed as others, so you can make the floor bunk."

"Farewell! No delivery!"

Fang Ying turned around and left without saying a word.

"There are no extra quilts in other rooms..."

From behind, Princess Gao Yang's proud voice came: "The night is as cold as water. If your consort wants to be cold at night, then you can do it yourself."

Fang Ying walked to the outhouse angrily.

There is a small bed here, facing the back room, where Xiangling sleeps. The purpose is to make it easier to take care of the princess at night.

"Xiang Ling! Get me a quilt and come out!"

Fang Ying ordered the little maid.

Xiangling yawned while taking off her clothes and said: "Prince-in-law, we don't have any spare quilts in our house, so you can sleep in the princess's room."

at this time.

She had taken off her white shirt.

Finding that Fang Ying was still standing in front of her, staring at her bulging breasts, the little maid blushed, lowered her head, and said shyly:

"Prince-in-law, you'd better go back to the house."

... She has a good figure. If you put a cup of milk tea on her, you can reach the straw by lowering your head, and the milk tea will not fall out... Fang Ying glared at her, turned around and entered the back room.

A moment later.

Blow out the candle.

The room fell into darkness.

Fang Ying lay on the floor, smelling the unique fragrance of a girl in the air, and found it difficult to fall asleep... There was a long-legged supermodel on the bed, and a child-like giant girl in the outer room, but he slept on the floor here. Is this the daily life of a consort?

then.

He asked tentatively: "Is it cold?"

The moonlight shines through the window paper and shines on the bed. Under the hazy light, Princess Gaoyang's delicate body is obviously stiff.

After a while.

Her slightly trembling voice came from the bed: "What did you say?"

Fang Ying felt funny. The arrogant Princess Gaoyang would also be scared? Are you afraid that I would eat her? Haha, if you want to eat, you will eat me...

He said casually: "I asked you, are you cold?"

"Not cold!"

After Princess Gao Yang said this, she was silent for a while. She seemed to have made a lot of determination before she asked:

"Are you tough?"

Fang Ying's heart was pounding.

He stood up suddenly, crept toward the embroidery bed, and asked, "What did you say?"

Princess Gao Yang covered her head and said: "I said... you sleep on the ground, is it hard?"

Fang Ying froze.
Chapter completed!