Rong Xijue only felt that her angry appearance was weak and tempting at this time, and rubbed it into her ear, and her voice was so gentle that it could drip water: "Are you hungry?" I'll ask someone to get some of your favorite food, let's eat it in bed." ”

Ling Xiang turned around to reason with him, but touched a large area of cold wetness.

She suddenly arched her body, like a boiled prawn, where could she speak.

Rong Xijue noticed her embarrassment, laughed, and even raised her voice: "Prepare the soup and dew pool!"

Ling Xiang punched him in the chest, but was bounced back by the tight muscles, and he also grabbed and blew it, staring at her with those innocent blue eyes.

Obviously, he was looking at the question, "Does it hurt?"

Ling Jiao had no choice but to surrender, and told her that she would pack up and go to the Yasukuni Mansion, but she wouldn't do it.

He lay in his arms for a while, and neither of them spoke.

Rong Xijue was still reminiscing about the sweetness of Fang Cai, thinking about coming again later, when Sun Chuli's voice came from outside: "Back to the prince, the fragrant soup in the dew pool has been prepared." ”

Ling Xiang glared at him nervously.

"All go down, don't serve, when you bathe, call someone in to clean up!"

Outside agreed, Rong Xijue got up with a smile and put on a robe, tore off the brocade quilt, wrapped her in a few layers like a zongzi, picked her up and left.

Ling Xiang had never enjoyed this kind of service, and leaned on his chest with his eyes slightly closed and let him toss.

This time, after entering the Mu Fanglan room of the bathhouse, Rong Xijue did not stop after entering the first Shu brocade curtain tent, but passed through the passage between the tents and entered a brightly lit palace.

The surrounding heat is thick, as if entering the realm of immortals.

Ling Xuan couldn't help but raise her head slightly curiously.

It's a very large interior space. Rong Xijue carried her and walked on the exquisite white marble bridge on the pond, the roof and the surrounding lights were shining, as bright as day. You can clearly see the magnificent indoor heated pool. White jade is the quality, carved everywhere strange flowers and leaves, the dome is the shape of the purple cloud nine dragon canopy, also carved with jade, the water is half exposed a can sit and lie down of the warm jade fox, a white crystal deer.

Rong Xijue faded the clothes and brocade quilts approved by the two of them as he walked, and the warm water gradually flooded his heart, and he hugged her and lay on top of Wen Yuyi.

Such a location. With such a depth of water, he had an unobstructed view.

Rong Xijue stared greedily at Ling Xuan, her at this moment. The face is drunk, the skin is white and jade, and the water is like peach blossoms with dew, which is more and more delicate. It's like a fairy in the heavenly galaxy who fell to the mortal world.

Ling was ashamed of his red stacks (not a typo. You know), he hurriedly turned over and entered the water, and the water splashed, but he was confused.

Rong Xijue picked up the woman who was in a hurry, saw her blinking pitifully, and felt distressed, so she went to the edge of the pool and pulled a woolen towel, and carefully pressed the watermark on her face.

Wiped it off. The two of them realized that they were snuggling together, and the water temperature around them seemed to be rising.

Ling Xiang coughed lightly. Don't look away and want to reverse the embarrassing situation, "There is such a blessed land of gods." ”

Rong Xijue followed her gaze and walked around, and said with a gentle smile: "I have only been here once, I thought that I would never bathe in such a big pool again, if you like it, we will all come here in the future." ”

Ling Jiao was about to shake his head, his jaw had been hooked, and his breath suddenly became short.

After a while, when she felt that he was starting to be inappropriate again, she hurriedly slid behind him and said softly: "The concubine serves His Highness to bathe." ”

As he spoke, he pushed him towards Wen Yuyi's head.

Rong Xijue was meekly fiddled with by her and lay on her back.

Ling Makeup couldn't care about being shy, and used techniques to rub his muscles and loosen his bones, and point out his acupoints to get rid of fatigue.

But seeing Rong Xijue's slightly curled eyelashes, there were actually two suspicious blushes on the ice-carved jade carving-like face.

It turned out that she was not the only one who was ashamed and happy, rubbing his stiff muscles, and she deeply felt his nervousness.

Although this bath was still inevitably staged in the end, a mandarin duck playing in the water was still staged, Ling Xiang still saw the prince's restraint, and his heart was soft.

After a good rest, Ling Makeup's hands and feet were soft, and she couldn't stand steadily at all, but Rong Xijue wiped and wrapped it for her, and still carried her back to the dormitory.

This episode on the second day of the Lunar New Year lasted until the early morning of the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.

For three whole days, Rong Xijue tasted the forbidden fruit and was not in a fight, while Ling Makeup only remembered repeating the cycle in a series of events such as constantly begging for mercy, falling asleep, sinking, and bathing.

Even if he prevaricated with the reason that he wanted to fast tomorrow, the boy scoffed.

His reason is very vulgar and simple: "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart." "Fasting is a pure fabrication.

After a few days of lingering resistance, Ling Xuan's awe of the dignified prince was completely lost.

Where is it like a god, it is clearly a wolf in sheep's clothing!

What would the people of the East Palace think?

What will Lu Mengen, who has lost his temper or been blocked by Zhu Xuesaiyin, think?

Will this kind of thing be introduced to the harem?

From the concubines to the minions, how will they react......

Everything was annihilated under Rong Xijue's light and honeyed love.

******

The fifth day of the first month is the day when Empress Minghui Zhaode lives in the tower.

Princess Yijing is in good health, and the hatred for Ling Makeup in her heart has also faded, thinking about her words in the past few days is reasonable, and she wants to divert her mind to find a fast son-in-law, so she dressed up early in the morning.

Cheng'en Mansion is the former residence of Empress Minghui Zhaode, Rong Xijue has long wanted to go to the mansion, by the way, take a look at Mrs. Xing Guotai, her grandmother who is still alive.

When he got up in the morning to get ready for his trip, he was refreshed.

Ling Makeup was awakened by him, and he didn't pretend to pretend, but set up for him.

Rong Xijue grabbed her busy little hand and kissed her secretly: "I'll come by myself, you go and change your clothes quickly." ”

Ling Xiang retracted his hand and smiled weakly: "The concubine is a partial room, how can she go to the Cheng'en Mansion with His Royal Highness! Not to mention that I haven't gone to greet the queen for the past few days...... Mrs. Sun, Qiu Shi and others are not in the court, the old man is not in good health, I don't worry, today is broken, everything is not so taboo, I will send her some medicinal soup in the past. ”

If Ling Makeup said that she was unwell and really couldn't walk, the prince might not be reluctant, but she clearly said that she was going to visit others, how could he tolerate it?

After thinking about it, he said: "I heard that there is a beauty who is known as the number one in Kyoto, are you afraid? If you don't earn back face for me, you won't see the Sun family in the future." ”

Ling Xiang was not afraid of his threat at all, and pursed her lips slightly: "Your Highness doesn't mean what you say, but I begged you to let her old man go back to her parents' house with me to care for the elderly." ”

She was tactfully asking for grace for the Sun family, but it was very different from the situation of that day.

Rong Xijue saw that although she claimed to be still modest, she didn't feel equal in her words, she loved her very much, and couldn't bear to tease her anymore, so she scratched her Qiong nose and said: "That's it, after fifteen, I will tell my father that Rong Chengqi is of great use, and he will be reused for the lack of a household, and his mother and wife will not need to be taken care of by you." (To be continued.) )

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