Chapter 1101: Xiao Wen will become more and more silent
That night, Ting Qingyu was sitting in the palace learning embroidery with the maid. She couldn't go back to the pavilion for several days, so she had to sleep with Xiao Wen.
Therefore, in everyone's eyes, they were husband and wife, but Xiao Wen was even more disappointed because of this. Although he pretended to be happy, he said that he was making a wife for someone else, so he could only look at it from a distance and could not get involved.
Xiao Wen stood aside quietly, watching the maid carefully teach Ting Qingyu to embroider white peonies, with a faint smile on her lips.
"How can you embroider this and wear it like this?"
"No, Princess..." [
"Ahem, I told you, call me Miss Yu, I'm not a princess..."
"This... I don't dare! Princess, this is how you embroider..."
The two of them talked softly, and Ting Qingyu learned embroidery just to calm down and wait for Cheyue's arrival. She didn't expect that embroidery requires a lot of effort and cannot be learned in a day or two. However,
Normally, Ting Qingyu would not have the time to learn such a thing.
She had just had dinner not long ago, but because of her pregnancy, Ting Qingyu did not dare to go to bed too late. After embroidering a little bit, she asked the maid to find a nightgown. There was a large bathing pool behind Xiao Wen's palace.
From time to time, warm water will flow from the dragon's mouth.
This bathhouse is square in shape, with a white jade floor. There is a water stove on the left side, and a servant is boiling water in the back. At midnight every night, the servant will definitely boil the water, and then the master can open the pot beside the bathtub.
Turn the switch and you can use the bath freely.
The statues of golden dragons were carved on the four sides, which were lifelike. As soon as the maid turned on the switch for Ting Qingyu, hot water flowed out. Ting Qingyu walked into the pool. After the maid stepped back, she took off her robe and slowly
Enjoy this bath.
In this world, Ting Qingyu only uses a water heater at home and does not have the money to use such a large and luxurious bath.
Xiao Wen sat in front of the hall, listening to the sound of running water behind him, and his cells gradually softened...
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After Ting Qingyu used the bath, it was Xiao Wen's turn. The handsome man smiled strangely at Ting Qingyu, and then walked in silently.
The longer Xiao Wen stayed here, the more silent he became.