"Rourou, aren't you embarrassed? You are looking at my...butt." Ouyang Xing bit the corner of his clothes, with a shy light in his eyes, and hesitantly speaking, just like a young man who was just in love.
boy.
"You're so shy. I almost went to nursing school and practiced injections on a fake butt all day long. What else should I be shy about?" Lin Rou'er simply sneered at his words.
"You..." Ouyang Xing felt shocked and confused in the wind: "What is a nursing school and what is a fake butt? Rourou, what are you talking about?"
"Don't you understand? It's normal. I don't expect you to understand. In short, you don't have to feel shy about applying medicine to the injury on your butt. If my butt is injured one day, you can also help me. I won't
"What are you thinking about?" Lin Rou'er directly curled her fingers and knocked on his forehead, causing him to scream again, and the atmosphere in the room became harmonious for a while.
Deep in the palace, in the royal study room, where he had finished reviewing the memorials for the day, Ouyang Chen stood up from the desk, feeling that the surroundings were deserted and indescribably lonely.
The beautiful eyes were also full of such emotions. The eunuch Lao Hu on the side brought him a cup of refreshing hot tea and said to him: "Your Majesty, it's late at night, have you ever thought about going to any empress's palace?
Where’s the overnight stay?”
"Is there any place you haven't been to yet?" Is there any difference as to which woman he should spend the night with? For him, except for that one, there is no difference. If he missed it by mistake, there will be no more.
Maybe get it back.
Today, she was beaten and restrained in front of so many people. I wonder if she ever blamed herself?
Deeper and heavier, the cold nights in spring always make people feel particularly lonely and desolate. A crescent moon hangs vaguely in the sky, both bright and dark, with many clouds lingering around it.
Wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, Ouyang Chen's tall and slender body gave him a faint domineering air, the aura of a king who dominates the world.
A face as handsome as a perfect sculpture, and a pair of beautiful eyes as deep as the sea. The light in the eyes faintly reveals strength and wisdom, as well as invisible emotions.
He is Ouyang Chen, the king who established a new prosperous age for the Bixin Kingdom. He has always thought so and strives to do so.
Revitalize the government, rectify the cruel officials, develop agriculture, industry and commerce, let the people live a prosperous and happy life, and let everyone enjoy a peaceful and prosperous era, no more wars and disputes, and no interference from foreign enemies.
He has always done well.
Standing on the porch, the wind blew, blowing the fragrance of flowers from nowhere. I stretched out my hand, took the floating petals, put it under my nose and smelled it, and it turned out to be the fragrance of peach blossoms.
Suddenly, a faint singing voice came from nowhere. The singing voice was clear and melodious, like a lark singing emotionally. Ouyang Chen felt fascinated when he heard it, and he started to walk towards the singing place. As he walked, he said: "Mr. Hu.
, did you hear anything?"
The old eunuch who was waiting on the side held a whisk in his hand and listened carefully for a while before saying: "Your Majesty, it seems to be coming from Chuning Palace. There seems to be a small garden there."
"Let's go and have a look." Ouyang Chen's eyes were lit up with excitement.