Chapter 89 Spring Night is worth a thousand dollars, the lord must seize the opportunity
Shen Ning is a person who is utilitarian no matter what he does and never suffers any losses.
For a moment, I couldn't figure out her intention, but Xiao Weijing did look at her with admiration. Although she was usually sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued, she was meticulous and considerate in her work. It seemed that losing her mind and going crazy was not necessarily a bad thing.
The first design was a great success, and it seems that I can rely on this craft to make a living in the future.
Shen Ning was in a good mood and decided to celebrate with an extra meal tonight, rolled up her sleeves and went into the kitchen.
Pang Desong wiped away his tears and said with difficulty: "Your Majesty, there are many wounded and disabled soldiers on the battlefield. They have no way of living after being discharged from the army. They either have to avoid being rejected by their families, or they choose to commit suicide in order not to drag their families down.
They were injured while defending their home and country, and they really did not deserve to suffer such an end.
Out of God's love, the princess dared to receive the secret limb technique. This can save many lives and give them more dignity and hope."
He was filled with excitement and said loudly: "Your Majesty, I want to stand up and go back to the battlefield."
He said there were no flowers, but his eyes were full of greed. After the wheelchair, he looked at the secret art of limb grafting.
Xiao Weijing had a headache, and Shen Ning used a really good trick to take away his human soul.
Shen Ning acted quickly, and a plate of grilled fish, with three meats and two vegetables, was served quickly. It was so delicious, delicious and delicious that even Chujiu, who was lying in bed, crawled out to devour it.
Xiao Weijing refused in his heart, but he hadn't eaten for two meals and his body was extremely honest.
No wonder Pang Deson couldn't resist the temptation and even he fell into a trap.
The feast is in front of us, and everyone is salivating with greed, but if the prince is not seated, who dares to pick up chopsticks?
So, everyone respectfully invited me.
Xiao Weijing reluctantly took her seat. She couldn't help but think of the chef who was spitting while cooking, and the chopsticks in her hands almost broke.
He was hungry, but felt nauseous.
But he sat still, and others did not dare to stretch out their chopsticks.
My lord, hurry up, they are grunting with hunger, their eyes are hot and pitiful.
Please, this is the craftsmanship of the princess!
But Xiao Weijing stood upright like a statue, and her posture was as tall and straight as a pine tree.
Shen Ning was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, so he couldn't get used to his smelly body, so he picked up his chopsticks to eat meat.
Xiao Weijing's eyes were bright.
She started eating by herself, and there was no way she would do something evil and spit.
He decisively picked up his chopsticks and picked up whatever Shen Ning was eating.
As long as she doesn't eat anything, he won't touch it!
Although Pang Desong is tall, he is a thoughtful person and can't help but worry about his master.
When it comes to tactics and military skills, the prince never submits to others, so why is he so inexperienced in the relationship between men and women? How long have he lived in Taoran Courtyard, and he still hasn't harmonized with Princess Qin Se? The emperor is really not in a hurry to kill the eunuch.
I feel sorry for these rough old men. Is it possible that they still have to teach the prince how to please a woman?
He came up with a plan and asked someone to bring two jars of wine to cheer him up, "Come on, come on, I'll do the work first as a mark of respect and thank you, the prince and the princess, for your kindness."
The bowl is full and the stomach is full.
Pang Xingxiu's eyes turned red, "Princess, I'm too stupid to say anything nice, and it's all in this wine."
Shen Ning was in a good mood, and the smell of wine made the glutton happy. She picked up the bowl and drank slowly.
"Come, come, let's take a deep breath."
Even though Shen Ning drank gracefully, she couldn't help but keep flowing. Pang Desong was good at teasing and teasing, and Xiao Weijing also drank happily. The atmosphere gradually became lively, and she slowly drifted away.
Floating in the air, she pulled Pang Xingxiu and said, "Come on, whoever doesn't drink will have a grandchild!"
By the end of the drink, several people fell down.
Xiao Weijing has a large drinking capacity and is a stable drinker.
Pang Deson carried his drunk sister into a wheelchair and left with belching wine.
As I was leaving, I didn't forget to bump into the prince. A moment of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold, so seize the opportunity.
On the ninth day of the lunar month, he crawled back to his room to recuperate. On the eleventh day, he retreated obediently. Zhuqing was also floating badly, and he was on the verge of falling, trying to help Shen Ning back to the room.
Xiao Weijing stood up and picked up Shen Ning with a stern face.
Although she usually shows her teeth and grins, her body is as light as a cat.
When she was drunk, she was far better behaved than when she was sober. She had red lips and cheeks, and her palm-sized face was tightly wrinkled, as if she had been greatly wronged.
Zhu Qing was horrified and risked his life to stop him in front of the door, "Your Majesty, you can't touch Miss." How could he take advantage of others' danger!
"roll."
Xiao Weijing glanced at him with the knife, which made her tremble with fear. She was like a mute and couldn't say a word. She watched helplessly as he carried the princess into the room.
What should I do? The princess doesn't seem to want to see the prince, but it is the princess's job to attend to his bed.
Zhu Qing was extremely anxious, but had no idea what to do.
This was the first time Xiao Weijing entered Shen Ning's room. It was clean and tidy without complicated furnishings. The room had a faint medicinal scent.
He didn't hate the smell, he even found it a bit pleasant.
Xiao Weijing threw her on the bed and stared at her condescendingly.
Although he was not drunk, he was still drunk.
His wanton eyes fell on Shen Ning, inch by inch.
It is undeniable that she has a good figure, delicate facial features and a crimson face, like the peach blossoms blooming brightly in March. Her neck is slender and fair, so delicate that it seems that it can be broken with just a twist.
His drunken eyes were filled with emotions, the soft touch of the wedding night came to his mind, and his Adam's apple subconsciously slid twice.
Willow's slender waist is manageable, her legs are warm and white, slender and pretty, and even her beautiful lotus feet are silently enchanting, sending out an alluring invitation.
Xiao Weijing took a deep breath, and a few words came to her mind - a natural beauty.
The flowers of the noble ladies in the capital are in full bloom, some are plump and thin, or the flowers are shy when the moon is closed. Shen Ning used to look as if she had no salt, but now she has broken out of her cocoon and turned into a butterfly, with a radiant and graceful appearance.
For a moment, my eyes were so intense that I could no longer look away.
Shen Ning was hurt by the hit, her brows furrowed even more, and she muttered inarticulate words, as if she was cursing something.
Her sudden muttering made Xiao Weijing sober up from his drunken state.
It's really crazy. How could he think such random things about her?
Shaking away the muddy thoughts, Xiao Weijing regained consciousness and listened carefully. He didn't hear clearly, but he was very sure that she was cursing herself.
Because his eyelids kept twitching.
Xiao Weijing sat down beside the couch and reached out to push her.
His distraction just now made him feel annoyed.
When she couldn't push her awake, he started poking and pinching her chin, his eyes flashing dangerously, "Tell me, who are you?"
I've been keeping her drunk for so long, I don't believe it!
The pinched chin hurt, and the drunken Shen Ning subconsciously fought back, but Xiao Weijing pinched her so tightly that she couldn't help but punch him wildly, and opened his face with a "snap".
I was drunk and couldn't control my strength. After this slap, half of my face was numb.
Xiao Weijing was beaten, "..." How many times has she beaten him? Tired of living!
"I am who I am." Shen Ning hiccupped, turned over and hugged the quilt, "different fireworks."
Different fireworks? Xiao Weijing bit her back molar, she definitely did it on purpose.
However, there was a slight snoring, and Shen Ning fell asleep with the quilt under her arms, in an extremely inelegant posture.
Xiao Weijing frowned and continued to poke her, "Shen Ning, who are you?"
Interrupting other people's rest is tantamount to seeking wealth and killing. Shen Ning sat up from the couch suddenly, staring at him with blurred eyes, "You are dead!"