Naturally, I don't want Ying Zheng to accept a new favorite, but the lessons of the past are vivid, and it is the nature of men to like the new and hate the old, and I am still very curious about the reason why Ying Zheng doesn't want to marry a new one.

He said it was because of me, and I believed him, but I couldn't believe that I would have such good luck and charm.

"But, when His Majesty was on the march, it wasn't—"

I want to revisit the old story to prove that Yingzheng will not give up his nature because of me, because I stayed in Xianyang City when he recruited Mu Jinmian and others, but Yingzheng squinted his eyes and put a lot of pressure on me, and he did not allow me to continue.

"Hey," he glared at me boringly, and said helplessly: "Everyone says that my Mrs. Xi is scheming and bottomless, but according to me, she is bottomless and ignorant, is it possible that you can't see that Mian'er is somewhat similar to you?"

Can't see it? Look at your stupid appearance, you obviously didn't see it!

I had a bad relationship with you back then, and my heart was straightforward and unhappy, until I met her, as if I saw you, so I took her with me in my boring touring career.

After accepting Mian'er, I began to accept the rest of the princesses, and among them, either they lived in hardships, or had a strong temperament, or their moral character was talked about, but they were all moved by my compassion. ”

Ying Zheng said that the later concubines Ying Zheng gave good treatment, but they didn't get Ying Zheng's special care, I still care more about Ying Zheng's hibiscus cotton and my similar words in his mind.

"Slave concubine and Lady Cotton?" Surprised, I thought about it for a while, and affirmatively denied Yingzheng's words: "It's not like it at all." Even if there is nothing to coax the concubine, he will not say such inappropriate words.

The concubine didn't say that Mrs. Mian was bad, but that she was clearly not like it. ”

I'm short of words. Arbitrarily forcefully concludes the conclusion.

Ying Zheng smiled generously at my denial, and then explained to me.

"The image I speak of is not an external image, but a feeling, a feeling for me. Cotton children are wild and wild; You, wild, wild in your heart. He looked at me with a smile as if he was mad or scolded at me.

I didn't go crazy. But I gave him a coquettish look, and nudged him, and naturally, I couldn't push his arms away.

"Majesty is to say. His Majesty recruited Mrs. Mian because he was worried about his concubine? I asked rhetorically, puzzled and explained to myself: "Then, Madame Mian has always been humble to her concubines because she knows that His Majesty's favor for her comes from the concubines?" ”

I said how could Hibiscus be humble to me for no reason. It turned out that it was because Ying Zheng looked at her like me. Didn't she think that if she treated me badly, Yingzheng wouldn't care about her anymore?

I was suddenly energizing, but Ying Zheng once again spoke out and shattered the truth of the explanation brought out by my rich imagination.

"I haven't said to her that I love her because of you, and as for her humility to you, maybe it's because I admire you." Shattering my thoughts, he gave me another explanation.

Naturally, I don't believe his understanding as much as he doesn't believe in my understanding, because after so many years in the palace, if I can't even tell this bit of right and wrong, then I'm really a fool.

"Your Majesty is also good at speaking obediently. But among the princesses, where did they come from to admire or not admire. Mrs. Mian has unique characteristics, strong personality, and her own faction, an unarmed and indecisive weak woman like a concubine, she should not look down on her, why would she say anything about admiration. ”

In Yingzheng's opinion, my defense is probably jealous, and he doesn't want to argue with me anymore about these unnutritious words, and he turns the page inclusively, he has more things to do to act.

"This skin texture is not as tender as it is in the palace." As he spoke, he kissed my calf lightly and salivated, "The lack of conditions for the journey has made you have a lot of habits, right?" If it's really uncomfortable, tell me about it, and I'll let them do it as much as they can. ”

Lack of water, lack of rest, lack of quiet, lack of regular biological clock pranayama, even going to the toilet has to be troublesome a lot, from people to temporary but still feel unsafe when they are on it... These are all naked inconveniences closely related to life, but fortunately, I am not as squeamish as the real palace ladies, so I endured it, did not complain, and put my mind on taking care of Yingzheng's daily life.

"Your Majesty doesn't dislike the dryness of the slave concubine." I teased him again.

Looking at my red face, Yingzheng was worse than me, and kissed his lips all the way down from my neck.

"You like everything." He licked the flap of his lips that had just left my chest and teased me back.

I squinted and stopped looking at him, desperately endured the shyness, and the joy blossomed in my heart, as long as Yingzheng liked it, I could do anything.

Looking at my flushed face and neck, Yingzheng became more and more evil, and he let out a faint beast-like groan, and was about to lower his head to make a comeback, but was interrupted by a voice protruding from outside the tent.

"Your Majesty, the bird's nest porridge is ready."

It was Lin Jixiang's voice, Ying Zheng saw that I didn't have enough food for dinner, so he asked him to order someone to stay up for supper again.

Even if I'm hungry at this time, Yingzheng will satisfy me in other ways, where will he still have the mood and time to give me food.

"No need!" He whispered back the fruit of the disturbance he had buried.

There was silence outside the tent, but inside the tent was a sharp warming trend, Ying Zheng took off my big red brocade robe and eagerly put me down in the bed curtain.

"Father, here the mountains are high and the fields are dewy, and the night is secluded, and Lifeng wants to sleep with the concubine on the side of the stream."

Suddenly, there was another sound outside the tent.

Ying Zheng's soaring love stopped on my collarbone, he took a few breaths, and wanted not to answer, but he probably felt that it was not good for Lifeng, so he strongly suppressed his feelings and gave a strict order to Lin Jixiang.

"Zhao Gao, take Lifeng to find Mama Nan, let her stay around Lifeng every inch, and don't allow Lifeng to run around." He almost roared.

I was uncomfortable by Ying Zheng's provocation, but I was amused by the repeated scenes outside, so I looked at Ying Zheng's gloomy face and laughed at him.

"Your Majesty, you're frowning." His brow was indeed very tight.

Ying Zheng glared at me angrily, and lowered his head to bite and floated out a sentence to me.

"That's what you grinded, too."

I crossed my arms to meet him, and replied to him coquettishly: "It's your princess who begs you, how can you blame the slave concubine..."

He kissed my lower lip and replied to my heart, never giving me a chance to say more.

The environment and the people around us can indeed change the way people get along with each other, there is no other concubine, Yingzheng and I are like a pair of monogamous partners after a thousand years, like glue, obsessed with mutual respect, never blushing, never cold war. (To be continued......)