The pilgrimage is after the morning pilgrimage, and after coming back, they will have to confess their relatives, this day is enough for them to be busy, if she comes again on a whim, then she will probably have to stop cooking today.

Qi Linyu pursed the corners of her mouth and asked seriously: "Last night, Concubine Ai tore the king's clothes, and the maid will come in to deliver the court clothes, where do you put the king's face?" ”

A trace of embarrassment flashed in Shen Quehuan's eyes, remembering that he had made a pair of underwear for Qi Linyu when he was at his mother's house, and asked hesitantly: "I have a set of your clothes here, do you want to wear them?" ”

Qi Linyu knew that it was the underwear sewn by the woman in the boudoir for her husband, so he deliberately straightened his face, "Huh? "What does the concubine want to call herself?" ”

Shen Quehuan's eyes trembled, he opened his mouth, and muttered in a low voice with a red neck: "Concubine." The tone was soft that I didn't expect.

Qi Linyu smiled and pecked on the woman's lips, "This king will go wash first, Concubine Ai worked hard last night, let's lie down for a while." ”

Shen Qihuan asked hesitantly: "Do you want to call the maid in, you have to prepare hot water." ”

Qi Linyu got up so red~strip~strips, stepped on the carpet and went to the bathroom, and said as he walked: "This king is used to cold baths." ”

Suddenly, there was a sound of rushing water in the compartment, and the redness on Shen Qihuan's face became more and more irreducible, so he simply got out of bed, fortunately, the thin skirt on his body was of high quality, and after last night's ravage, he still had a due sense of falling.

It's just that as soon as I got out of bed, I felt overwhelming dizziness, the waist is not the waist, the legs are not the legs, and the whole person is fluttering. Shen Que thought happily, what those soldiers and ruffians said was really right, it was really a reborn spring supper.

She walked around the bed twice with her back back, then turned to the cabinet to find clothes for Qi Linyu, and after finding it, she took it in her hand and looked at it, and sighed a long sigh.

It seems that embroidery is still to be practiced diligently.

Shen Quehuan put the clothes on the screen at the door of the bathroom, turned back to the bed, and planned to clean up Qi Linyu's clothes last night, or wait for Hongzhi or Qiu Xiao to come in and collect them, and not to kill those two girls.

Walking over, he saw a box at the head of the bed, and a corner of a white silk cloth poked out of it, Shen Quehuan was curious, and opened it to see that a blood-red rose was blooming on the white silk handkerchief.

She was tossed last night to death, where did she think of to collect her own red, she glanced at the bed tent, just now did not find that the bed sheet was replaced with a new one, last night was laid by the female officer on the white sheet, at this time is a little red spots lying on the couch next to the bed, there is also a pair of scissors wrapped in red rope on it.

Shen Quehuan's heart warmed up densely, this man has always been carefully held, who could have known that he still has such a meticulous and considerate side, the key is that he may be the only one in the world, and he can really feel it.

"What are you smiling at?" I don't know when the man was already dressed and stood behind Shen Qihuan.

As soon as Shen Qihuan turned around, he saw the man's very cold middle coat, Shen Qihuan's face was full of embarrassment, and he stepped forward and pulled him crampedly, the clothes were a little short, the two sleeves were not long on one side, and the two trouser legs wrapped around his strong calves, which looked like a big white radish that had just been dug out of the ground.

Shen Qihuan closed her eyes in annoyance, "I'd better have someone pick up some clothes for you and come in." ”

Qi Linyu didn't care, but reminded again: "Why can't you change it?" When you get to the palace, if the concubine says the wrong thing, but she has to hit the board, the husband will not be able to save you at that time. ”

Shen Quehuan let out a sullen "oh", his nose was scraped, and Qi Linyu gave the order with both hands on his hips: "Practice three times yourself." ”

The flush climbed from Shen Qihuan's neck to his cheeks, and he gritted his teeth and shouted three times: "Concubine, concubine, concubine." ”

Qi Linyu poked his head and kissed it, and a muffled laugh erupted in his chest.

Shen Qihuan rolled her eyes and walked to the bathroom.

Qi Linyu called out the door, "Someone." The two maids walked in with their heads down, and Qi Linyu was about to order them to go in and serve the princess, but saw that these two maids were not the people next to Shen Qihuan.

"Who told you to come in?"

The two maids hurriedly knelt on the ground in fright, trembling up and down, where could they answer.

Qi Linyu shouted irritably outside the door, "Mother Zhen." ”

Mother Zhen immediately bowed down and walked in, knelt down and said to forgive: "Back to the prince, Miss Yixia sent the court clothes over early in the morning, and I heard that you got up, so I asked the maids to come in and wait for the prince to change clothes." ”

Qi Linyu's eyes were already sinking like a deep pool, "Leave the clothes behind, let Yixia return to Jiayuzhai to think about it behind closed doors." "Turn around, flick your sleeves," these two are sent. ”

When the two little maids heard this, they trembled like sifting chaff, "The prince spares his life, the prince spares his life......"

Someone outside the door had already stepped in, and they pulled people out in three or two clicks, Zhen's mother didn't move, and asked, "Why don't you let Miss Hongzhi come in and serve?" ”

Qi Linyu said "um", but said, "Let people come in and serve the princess to wash." ”

As for who will serve and wear court clothes, Qi Linyu didn't say anything, and Zhen's mother naturally didn't dare to ask again.

Everything outside the house was in Shen Qihuan's ears, last night this person named Yi Xia came to the yard to make such a fuss, Shen Que Huan knew that she would definitely come again this morning, so he told Hongzhi and the others not to stop them, but Yi Xia really had the courage to face the difficulties.

Shen Quehuan had already prepared to personally serve Qi Linyu in court clothes, and when the time came, let Yi Xia stand next to her and teach her. It's just that he never expected that Qi Linyu didn't even let Yi Xia in the door.

Okay, Shen Qihuan's mood is indeed extremely comfortable now, but who will teach her to dress Qi Linyu in a while.

Qi Linyu's fire in the morning not only burned away Yi Xia's pride, but also scared off half of the courage of a few maids around Shen Quehuan.

Shen Qihuan shook her head, in the end, she was bleeding imperial blood, and in three or two sentences, she picked up the rules for the minions around her. Such a person, fortunately, is his own man.

It's a bit of an honor to think about it like this.

After Shen Qihuan finished washing and put on his underwear and middle clothes, he saw that Qi Linyu had already put on his own court clothes, and Qiu Xiao was helping to tie the crown, and it could be seen that Qiu Xiao was also chasing ducks to the shelves, and he was about to cry when he was trembling, Qi Linyu's brows frowned into the word "Chuan", obviously he was also depressed, but for the maids around Shen Qihuan, he still restrained a little anger.

Only after the end of the hair bundle, he threw a faint sentence: "Let's go and learn the craft with Yichun today." ”

Qiu Xiao was cold, and only responded with a "yes".

Shen Qihuan walked over, Qi Linyu made a big move, Ginkgo walked forward with Shen Qihuan's dress, Qi Linyu threw the clothes away casually, and called her: "Come here, I'll help you wear this." ”

A room full of maids suddenly fell silent, and there was unconcealed joy between their eyebrows.

On the one hand, I am glad that the prince and princess are emotional, and on the other hand, I am glad that it seems that the matter of serving the prince and dressing in the future will not fall on them.

Amitabha, very lucky.