Meng combed his eyebrows and didn't see the man's appearance, so he woke up, and the sun set into the window lattice, and he slept really deeply.

It is estimated that no bride who was snubbed by her husband on her wedding night would be as happy as Meng combing her eyebrows.

Chunxing came to serve her in the morning, combing her hair and washing her face, and she couldn't stop complaining.

Anyway, they are also people from Meng Guogong, how can King Chen be so slow.

"What is a Meng Guogong?"

She knew that although her father had won a knighthood by relying on the shadow of his ancestors, he was actually not brave enough and more than cowardly, otherwise he would not have been deceived by the Yue family.

Thinking that it was the first day of the wedding, she couldn't dress up too shabby, so she specially asked Chun Xing to pick out a few expensive jewelry from the dowry and wear them on her head.

I heard that there are a group of concubines in Chen's palace, and now that she is a princess, she is the head of the house, so she should also prepare some meeting gifts for those women.

Let Chun Xing take care of everything, she changed her clothes and was about to meet her husband, but as soon as Chun Xing opened the door, she screamed in fright.

A lifeless old man stood outside their door, and he didn't know how long he had been standing.

This person is the old woman who came yesterday to tell King Meng that Meichen would not come.

Her face has a deep circumference, like a ravine, which makes people feel a little scary even in the daytime.

"Princess, please come with me."

It seems that she is a subordinate of the palace.

Meng Combrow followed her to the main hall, and along the way she looked at this Chen Palace, although the palace was very large and magnificent, but it was extremely desolate.

The weeds growing on the ground looked like they hadn't been inhabited for an unknown amount of time, and some of the pillars had fallen off their paint and had not been repaired.

There are only sporadic pick-up maids and small maids, and together there are not as many people who serve the Yue family in the Guogong Mansion.

Shouldn't King Chen be very arrogant and lascivious? Why is the palace so shabby.

Aunt Song took Meng Combrow to the flower hall, and there were a few dishes on the table.

"Invite the princess to dinner."

Dine?

That's it?

Meng combed his eyebrows and looked at the food on the table, which didn't seem to be much better than what he ate in the Guogong Mansion.

Chun Xing felt that Aunt Song deliberately treated Miss Harshly, so she said: "My young lady is now the princess, how can you subordinates not serve with all your heart, and give my young lady these coarse tea and light rice?" ”

"There is no cook in the palace, if the princess doesn't like it, then don't eat it."

Aunt Song replied expressionlessly.

Chun Xing is angry, she is just a subordinate, how can she be so presumptuous.

"Well, in that case, forget it."

Meng combed his eyebrows and smiled faintly at Aunt Song: "I'm tired." ”

Chun Xing was puzzled, why Meng combed her eyebrows to be so indulgent to them, and how could it be good if she kicked her nose in the face in the future.

"Do you think you would dare to do this to me if you were just a subordinate?"

Meng combed his eyebrows and chuckled, I was afraid that this was instructed by his husband.

But it doesn't matter, he has a good plan, and I have a wall ladder.

I heard that the king of Chen had fallen drunk in his study last night, and he should have gone to see him.

Meng Combrow came to the outside of the study, but was stopped by the guards at the door.

"The prince is resting, no one is allowed to disturb him, please go back to the princess."

Not allowed in?

"Chunxing, go and bring me a stool."

Since you don't let yourself in, it's better to wait by yourself.

Meng Combrow sat directly on the chair and drank tea slowly, and sat at the door of the study without leaving.

She wiped the sweat from her head, gently fanned the wind with a handkerchief, her collar was slightly open, and her face was slightly red from the sun, this beautiful picture made the guards swallow their saliva.

"Come in."

The voice of King Chen came from the study.

The guard quickly removed his eyes and opened the door, not even daring to raise his head.

Meng combed her eyebrows and asked Chun Xing to wait for her outside, and she could go in alone.

King Jing Qicheng lay lazily on the collapse of the study, supporting his head with one hand, and hooking Meng Comb's eyebrows with the other hand, motioning for her to come over.

"Is the lady so anxious? Can't even wait for the night. ”

Sure enough, he was a prodigal son, and he spoke openly.

If an ordinary woman hears this, she is afraid that she will be ashamed and embarrassed.

But Meng combed his eyebrows, but his face was as usual, and he said softly: "Isn't it right for a wife to serve her husband?" ”

The corners of Jing Qicheng's mouth went up, if he hadn't seen how ruthless she was, he might have really believed in her tenderness.

It seems that her actions last night did not make her angry.

This is the palace, does she think that she doesn't know her every move?

Since you have made a ** in the wine, why should you be strong.

It's just that Jing Qicheng can't see through what the woman in front of her is thinking.

She clearly married her voluntarily, but she was unwilling to pay for her wholeheartedly.

"Lord Wang, I have prepared some small gifts for the sisters in the house, and I hope that the prince will hand them over for me."

"Oh, the princess of this king is really graceful."

Meng combed his eyebrows and smiled at first, and then changed his words, saying that since he had become a princess, he should share some of it for him.

"The prince shared his father's worries in the previous dynasty, and although the slave family was a woman, he also wanted to help the prince do something."

She raised her eyes to look at Jing Qicheng, what kind of man was under the mask.

Curious, it's not what she wants to do the most right now.

Jing Qicheng had already heard the meaning of Meng Combrow's words, but he just didn't understand it.

"In fact, I once followed my mother at home to learn to write some housekeeping methods, the woman takes the husband as the sky, and the slave family wants to take care of the palace for the prince."

If it weren't for Jing Qicheng's long acquaintance with Meng Comb, he would really think that she was a gentle and virtuous wife.

However, compared to her current appearance, Jing Qicheng felt that she liked her more when she killed the horse and taught Mu Anxuan a lesson.

A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"You mean, to be the mistress of the palace?"

He grabbed Meng's belt, turned over and pressed her under him, and he was satisfied to see that the woman under him was breathing a little short.

"You're just a princess that my father gave me, do you really think this king will like a boring woman like you?"

His fingertips brushed over the delicate skin of Meng's eyebrows, and his hands had thick calluses, which only people who practiced martial arts all year round would have.

Meng combed his eyebrows and chuckled, since this is the case, then he will say it directly.

"It's good that the prince likes me, or if he doesn't like me, I will always be your rightful princess."

Even if he doesn't give himself face, at least he has to give the emperor a son.

Since they don't look down on each other, it's best, as long as they can be safe with each other, they are happy and quiet.

At this moment, Meng combs his eyebrows like a little beast waving his claws, and his whole body exudes the smell of not being allowed to enter.

She suddenly smiled again: "The little girl is self-aware, the prince is a dragon and a phoenix, and the admirer is more like a carp crossing the river, how can you look down on my puliu posture, prince, are you right?" The little girl just wants to take care of the backyard of this house for the prince, so that the prince can be merry and happy, and there is no need to worry about the future......"

She blinked, and her cunning appearance was like a little fox, "Lord Wang, what do you think?" ”