Chapter Ninety-Five: Your Highness, Please
Liu Dequan couldn't wait to blindfold His Highness on the spot.
But His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is taller than him, and his eyes are sharper than him, so naturally he has seen it a long time ago.
"Cloud Master...... Or go clean up first? Liu Dequan suggested in a low voice.
Yun Dai looked down at herself and felt that she was fine.
Dressed neatly, there is no eye droppings in the corners of his eyes.
Nothing rude.
Oh, it can't be compared to the delicate makeup of Concubine Chen.
When it comes to makeup, she knows it, but she thinks that her sixteen-year-old face is young and delicate, full of collagen, and she looks good without makeup.
The most important thing is that she doesn't want to dress up carefully to please Zhao Yuanjing.
Zhao Yuanjing's gaze swept around her face.
Soft and fluffy black hair, hairline with a circle of fluffy broken hair, not like other women combed neatly, but there is a different kind of playful and cute.
The face is also plain, but it is very clean, the skin is clear and crystalline, and the fluff on the cheeks can be seen, which makes people think of a peach that has just flushed.
"Get up." Zhao Yuanjing retracted his gaze, bypassed her, and walked towards the house.
Liu Dequan shook his head at Yun Dai, who hated iron but not steel, and hurriedly followed in small steps.
Yuzhu and Forsythia came over to help Yun Dai, and Yun Dai had already gotten up on her own.
"Master, will the slave give you some makeup?" Yuzhu whispered, "Soon." ”
"No, I don't. How can you make Your Highness wait? ”
Yun Dai led them to follow.
Zhao Yuanjing went directly into her bedroom.
The house is very plain, but the mattress is very luxurious, and it is the best material.
Of course, this is a must.
After all, it is the prince's woman's bed, and this mattress still needs to be used by the prince.
How can you hurt the prince's delicate body with rough fabric?
There was a faint aroma in the house.
Zhao Yuanjing frowned.
He didn't like the scent very much.
The eunuchs and palace maids all consciously withdrew, and Yun Dai stood at the door.
Zhao Yuanjing put down the fan and raised his phoenix eyes to look at her: "Are you going to stand at the door for a night vigil?" ”
Yun Dai walked over and said, "Please lie down on your Highness." ”
Zhao Yuanjing: "?? ”
"Your Highness, don't you pinch your shoulders and beat your back?"
"......" Zhao Yuanjing thought of her slightly rough little hands, and ...... Lying down.
Yun Dai is familiar with the way to pinch his shoulder.
Zhao Yuanjing said: "You have a stinky smell. ”
"Back to Your Highness, this is the smell of sweat." Yun Dai calmly explained, "It was too hot, so I walked a few more steps after dinner. ”
"Knowing that the master was coming, you didn't bathe and change your clothes?" Zhao Yuanjing was shocked by her laziness.
In the past, when he was going to go to a concubine's house, people would burn incense and bathe about half a month in advance. This woman is like this, probably because she doesn't care much about him?
Yun Dai was silent.
Zhao Yuanjing stopped talking.
After a while, Yun Dai saw that he didn't react, thinking that he was also asleep like the previous few times, so she stopped and tilted her head to look at his face, thinking about covering him with a quilt, and she would find a room to sleep in.
Who knew that Zhao Yuanjing opened his eyes all of a sudden, turned over and pressed her.
Yun Dai was taken aback, and instinctively wanted to kick him down, but when she came into contact with his eyes, she silently stopped her movements.
"What, you still want to bite you?" Zhao Yuanjing looked at her condescendingly.
"Slaves don't dare."
"It's good to know." Zhao Yuanjing stretched out his slender fingers to untie Yun Dai's skirt.
Yun Dai pressed his hand.
Zhao Yuanjing's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.
After a moment of confrontation, Yun Dai's hand slowly let go.
Zhao Yuanjing easily pulled the belt.