Author: Youlin

At the end of the day, Guan Guanshi also warned: Serve Miss Shen without any slightest care.

At first they all thought that since Miss Shen was the wife of Prince Ling, with a delicate body and noble body, she would not be easy to take care of. However, they did not expect that this woman was not only easy to talk to and had no airs, but also only slept all day long.

Serving a person who likes to sleep in is an idle job.

Therefore, they were very happy and felt that this job was too easy.

In the evening, the King of Tombs returned home wearing armor, dusty and dusty, and his heroic appearance made several girls feel excited.

As soon as King Ling entered the door, he asked them to take off his armor outside. While several girls were taking off his armor, he looked into the inner room and asked, "Where is she?"

Biyu naturally knew who he was and quickly replied: "Miss Shen went to bed early today."

She could clearly feel that His Highness Prince Ling looked a little disappointed after hearing these words. Soon, Prince Ling asked again:

"How is she doing today? Did she eat much?"

From Guan Guanshi's mouth, we already knew that Miss Shen held a great deal of importance in His Highness Prince Ling's heart. Seeing that Miss Shen was inseparable from every word he said at this moment confirmed Guan Guanshi's words.

Biyu did not dare to be perfunctory at all, and reported to him in detail Miss Shen's daily activities, including how long she slept today, when she went to bed and when she got up, what she had for breakfast, and what she had for lunch. , I vomited once, so I used a little less at night.

King Ling nodded.

Hui An, who was on the side, saw that His Royal Highness Prince Ling was listening attentively, and continued: "Miss Shen sat on the porch for a long time today, staring at the birds on the treetops. I guess the girl wants to raise a bird? "

When Zhao Yan heard this, he couldn't help but smile: "She doesn't want to raise birds, she just yearns for the freedom outside."

Hearing what Prince Ling said, Biyu couldn't help but add: "Your Highness is right. Today, the slaves gave Miss Shen a very delicate bun. She is obviously very beautiful, but Miss Shen said that she would stay here all day." Inside the house, there is no need to go through so much trouble and let the slaves unload it."

"oh?"

Prince Ling suddenly became interested and asked: "What kind of bun is it?"

You must know that the little girl never wanted to put much effort into her makeup. When she was in Huaicheng, as the mistress of Huaicheng, her hair was never decorated too much and was always simply pulled up with a jade hairpin.

Seeing this, Biyu described it enthusiastically: "It's a fairy-looking bun. Miss Shen is so beautiful. With her fairy-looking bun, she looks bright and moving, just like a fairy."

"Really? I would like to see..."

After Zhao Yan took a bath, he entered the inner room feeling refreshed. The woman was sleeping soundly in the bed. He blew out the candle, lifted the quilt and lay down next to her.

The woman was sleeping deeply. He lay beside her, supporting her body with one hand, and looked at her eyebrows carefully.

The moonlight dimly shines through the window lattice, and in the darkness, you can vaguely see the beautiful face of the woman, calm and elegant... The years are quiet and peaceful.

He knew that she didn't like to be disturbed when she was sleeping, so he couldn't help tracing her eyebrows with his fingers.

The sleeping man frowned slightly and reached out to brush his hand away.

Zhao Yan couldn't help but laugh dumbly, and the hand that was brushed away did evil again, walking around her face, then moving towards her lower jaw.

Just as his fingers reached the woman's collar, a hand reached out and grabbed his unruly index finger.

Shen Qing squinted and looked around: "Why are you not sleeping at midnight?".

Zhao Yan leaned close to her ear and whispered softly: "What do you think I want to do?"

Shen Qing was silent for a while, and she could clearly feel his body temperature against her getting hotter.

She moved back slightly, widening the distance between the two of them: "Aren't you tired? Stop making trouble and go to sleep..." As she spoke, the person turned over and turned her back to him.

This is not giving yourself a chance at all...

He was not Liu Xiahui, so how could he not have any needs at this young age? He would hold this person to sleep every day and smell her body fragrance. He wanted to hold her close to her and spend the night together.

But because of the strangeness in her eyes, he had to restrain his emotions and desires.

Zhao Yan couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was probably the most miserable man in the entire Cangcheng. With his wife in his arms, he could see and touch her, but she couldn't eat.

That feeling of scratching my heart and lungs is really maddening.

He didn't touch her again, but opened his mouth and asked, "Shen Qing, do you want to go out for a walk?"

Hearing this, Shen Qing was slightly startled and couldn't help but turn his head.

I saw the man looking at me lazily.

She asked doubtfully: "Can I go out?"

"Of course I can't do it alone. Tomorrow is the Chinese Valentine's Day. If you agree to this condition, I can take you out for a walk tomorrow."

Tomorrow is the Chinese Valentine's Day? I am living in this yard in a haze, and I don't even know what year it is today.

When Shen Qing heard this, he suddenly became excited:

She heard Hao Guanhua say that the Women's Day in Cangcheng was very lively, and she could come and go freely even if she didn't leave the house on weekdays. The Women's Day she mentioned was the Chinese Valentine's Day.

She got out of the bed and looked at Prince Ling, not sure if what he said was true: "Don't you have to go back to the military camp tomorrow?"

Zhao Yan stretched out his index finger, picked up a strand of hair hanging on her chest, and began to twist it around bit by bit, his lazy expression unchanged: "You don't have to worry about this, just tell me whether you want to go or not.

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Shen Qing nodded: "Of course I do."

She lowered her eyes and saw her hair tangled around his fingers. His index finger was gently stirring it, and the black hair was tightly wrapped around his slender fingertips as he moved.

The simple movement, in the night, actually had a bit of indescribable ambiguity.

Then, she made eye contact with him, and the other party made no secret of his cannibalistic eyes.

Shen Qing's face showed a trace of panic. She stretched out her hand and pulled out the hair wrapped around his index finger. She stared at him defensively and said:

"What are the conditions?" I thought to myself, as long as I don't have to sacrifice myself, anything can be done.

Zhao Yan smiled and stopped teasing her: "I heard that you had a very good makeup look this morning, and you also wore a fairy-looking bun."

After hearing this, Shen Qing looked at him confused.

The man said seriously: "As long as you comb your fairy-like bun again, I will take you out."

Shen Qing didn't expect that what he made was such a nonsensical request. Let alone a fairy-looking bun, even if she got a flying bun, she would have no problem. When did she, Shen Qing, care about the looks of passers-by?

At that moment, she nodded in agreement, and her joy was beyond words.

Seeing her whole face become radiant, Zhao Yan had to reflect, it seems that these days have made this little girl bored.
Chapter completed!