Ying Zheng's palace is so big that even if there is any sound, it is difficult to reach Nongyu's ears due to the weakening of space. Therefore, Nongyu slept very comfortably last night. In the early morning
When I woke up under the bright sunshine, I felt refreshed and the stress that lingered in my heart yesterday was relieved a lot.
Nongyu emerged from the bed and looked at the bedside. There was a clothes hanger with a beautiful dress hanging on it.
When Nongyu saw this dress for the first time, his eyes couldn't help but fixate on it. It was a very beautiful dress, but it was not like Nongyu had never seen anything that was either beautiful or expensive.
Skirt, However, this dress gives the feeling of Nongyu, but it is so different.
Nongyu has never longed for such a set of clothes as now.
"Is this prepared for me?" Nongyu walked towards the clothes rack and reached out to touch the dress on the clothes rack, as if stroking a beloved Yao Qin. Her expression was solemn and serious, not even a tiny stitch was missed.
Looking at the dress in front of her, Nong Yu subconsciously looked deep into the hall. There, except for a slight breathing sound, there was no other sound.
"The king should have gone out, haven't I?" Nong Yu said as she unbuttoned her inner garment, took off her clothes, and picked up a patterned inner garment on the hanger.
With Nongyu's movements, Nongyu's white body quickly covered her dress. Nongyu looked at her dress, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face, and she felt even more excited in her heart. It seemed as if she was out of control, and her body moved towards
He took a few steps back and turned on the spot. His light steps stepped on the wooden floor without making a single sound.
The hem of the skirt rises gently as Nong Yu rotates, showing a beautiful scene in the early morning palace.
However, Nongyu's movements suddenly froze in the distance, and her whole person suddenly became at a loss. A person had appeared in front of her at some point.
I don't know when a sleepy little head emerged from the originally closed curtain around the bed, with black hair blowing down both sides of his face, giving people a very cute feeling.
The sleepiness in the cute and charming peach blossom eyes was slowly driven out, and more expressions emerged.
"What a beautiful dress, what a beautiful dance." When Nongyu's whole body was tense, the lips on her head opened and she uttered such a voice.
"Sister Honglian, are you awake?" Nongyu put down her arm without leaving a trace and asked Honglian.
"I should have woken up a long time ago, but the king woke up too early in the morning, so I couldn't sleep well, so I had to catch up on my sleep." Honglian muttered and got back behind the curtain, and then there was a burst of awareness.
The sound of getting dressed.
Nongyu then stuck out his tongue in relief, and in the end, he accidentally pinched the tip of his tongue with his fingers, making a grimace.
Oops, when did I become so naive? Nongyu realized what she was doing and couldn't help but quickly let go of her fingers.
After I made some inner condemnation for my frivolous behavior just now, and secretly swore that I would never do this again in the future, I felt a lot more relaxed.
However, Nong Yu had no idea that at her age, naughtiness was her natural instinct, and her former maturity and stability were just what she had to do because she was lonely and helpless.
Now that she has found someone to rely on, she unconsciously releases the naughty thing deep in her heart.
Just as Ying Zheng once said to Duan Murong, a girl's innocence needs to be protected, and this is no different for Nong Yu now.
When Nongyu completed her psychological reconstruction, Honglian had already put on her clothes. When she appeared in front of Nongyu again, she had once again become the sister Honglian whom Nongyu calls her.
"Has sister Nongyu also learned dance skills? Your music is so good, I thought you put all your experience on it. I didn't expect that your dancing skills are also so beautiful, and you are much better than me."
Honglian said with a bit of envy while walking towards Nongyu.
"Sister Honglian, haven't you learned it?" Nongyu asked.
"That, I don't need to learn." Honglian said.
Don’t you need to learn? Honglian may have just stated one thing unintentionally, but when it fell into Nongyu’s ears, she thought of another meaning.
Why do women learn dance skills? The meaning behind it is often difficult to say.
"The king said that I don't need to learn dancing skills. According to the king, he means that I don't have that kind of talent at all, but my talent in martial arts is pretty good. All I learned is another kind of martial arts, and this martial arts is not that dance."
Honglian smiled.
"Has your Majesty ever taught Sister Honglian martial arts?" Nong Yu said with a bit of surprise.
"Yes, not only martial arts, but also many other things." Honglian said with a bit of showoff.
"Really? That's great." Nong Yu said inexplicably.
As for Honglian's experience, not to mention that Nong Yu is now in Xianyang Palace. Even when she was in Xinzheng, she had heard about it. The siege of Xinzheng at that time had a big shock to South Korea.
Although Nongyu was still young at that time, he knew a lot about some things.
After all, Honglian was a Korean princess at the time, and the stories that happened to her were quite topical. In the following years, she heard many related inside stories from many sisters in Zilanxuan.
, it is difficult to say clearly whether it is true or false, but among the true and false news, there is absolutely no information like the information revealed in Honglian's words at this time.
Nong Yu even had the illusion that the red lotus in front of her was not the trophy that Ying Zheng had snatched back from Xinzheng, but the little daughter of Ying Zheng.
If not, how could Honglian, as a trophy, be so favored in Xianyang Palace?
Nong Yu couldn't help but run away in her mind. Her eyes inadvertently passed by Hong Lian's body. Under that bright red tube top, there was a scene that couldn't be completely covered. Her white and tender appearance was very cute.
In the center of it, there is an inverted character '人', which shows its unfathomable depth.
If that was the case, Nong Yu might not care about it, but there was a bright red mark on the round, white skin.
In an instant, the teasing laughter of Zeng Zilanxuan's sisters rang in Nongyu's mind, and she understood something in an instant.
Nongyu, who knew too much, couldn't help but said quickly: "Sister Honglian, are you hungry? It's already getting late."
"It's getting late." Honglian said, completely unaware of what she had exposed.