At three o'clock in the day, the glazed tiles of the Daming Palace reflect the resplendent color, adding a touch of splendor to this gorgeous palace.
In the pavilion in the back garden of Penglai Hall, several palace maids opened their palace fans and could not help but cover their mouths and snicker from time to time.
This Qin Mubai is so good at talking nonsense. This morning, King Jin and Princess Jinyang listened to his stories. They neither cried nor made a fuss, but they have never been so quiet as now. This guy's brain is also
I don’t know how I grew up, but I can come up with so many weird stories. The little tadpole is looking for its mother, Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves, Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs... and there is also something about Joy and Big Big Wolf. Hee
Hee, can wolves and sheep talk like humans? How funny! Even adults like us would love to hear these stories!
As a result, a circle of palace maids also listened in rapt attention, often fixating their eyes on Qin Mubai's face, and occasionally showing a very standard nymphomaniac smile.
No wonder. In the entire harem, except for the emperor, there are basically no men. Occasionally, some soldiers come to guard, but these maids have no way of interacting with them, even if they think about it, they dare not. Opposites attract.
The laws of nature, not to mention monster-like men like Qin Mubai, are naturally fatally attracted to women. Now, not only can they get up close to this man, but they can also listen to his stories openly.
This is simply a feast-like enjoyment for the palace ladies whose love life and entertainment life are almost blank.
Dare or not is one thing, but no one restricts other people's thoughts. Thinking about it is always not a crime. So for a time, I don't know how many young hearts were secretly rippling.
Qin Mubai was used to seeing such women, and when he saw their nymphomaniac expressions and eyes, he understood most of it. He thought to himself, now I have completely stepped into the flowers, even if I want to keep myself clean and well-dressed, I will not be stained by dust.
, these lonely women may not be able to control their turbulent hearts.
I don't want to cuckold the emperor, but I hope these women are all courageous, otherwise... I'll be in big trouble. Hey, am I really born to commit a crime? You can encounter such things everywhere!
Li Zhi and Li Mingda were obviously attracted by Qin Mubai's original and fresh stories. In the past, those timid wet nurses would have no one to talk to them except to take care of their daily life and diet.
. Those old Confucian scholars who are invited to teach are full of moral articles, which are boring and boring.
Li Zhi and Li Mingda were still children after all, so they couldn't resist the temptation of such fairy tales. So they listened to it for two hours, and it was noon in the blink of an eye.
"Your Highnesses, General Qin, it's time for lunch. After lunch, King Jin and the princess should take a nap, and then go to the teacher's class." The nurse came forward cautiously to ask for instructions.
"No!" Ten-year-old Li Zhi waved his arms, "I want to listen to General Qin telling stories! This is much more interesting than what the teacher said!"
"I won't do it, I won't do it!" Li Mingda, who has always been the most obedient and obedient, also pouted and shouted, "Like Brother Nine, I want to listen to stories!"
"What should we do..." The wet nurse shook her head and looked at Qin Mubai in embarrassment, somewhat complaining, meaning that Qin Mubai had disrupted the normal life of the two princes and was even more disobedient.
Qin Mubai chuckled, holding the hands of the two princes and saying, "Your Highnesses still want to hear stories, right?"
"Yes! General Qin, tell us more about the Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf!" the two little guys shouted together.
"This is totally possible." Qin Mubai said with a smile, "But if I don't eat or sleep, how can I find the strength to tell stories? I might faint while telling them! Your Highnesses, listen.
Listen, I’m also starving!”
"Hehe, Ninth Brother, let's go eat quickly. After dinner, we will listen to General Qin's story!" Li Mingda clapped his little hands and smiled happily.