The sky in Yucheng also darkened.

On the Qianwang Mansion, the Qianwang princess served the Qianwang for a meal, and asked respectfully: "Lord, where are you going to rest today?" ”

The hidden king's face was not good, "I won't go anywhere today, I will stay in the study, you go and tell everyone in the backyard that no one should come to the study to disturb me tonight!" ”

Princess Qian's face was a little gloomy, "Lord, today is fifteen......"

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, no matter what the princes have, they will generally go to the concubine to spend the night, which is a traditional rule, and it is also something that the princess has been looking forward to for a long time day and night.

Since she entered the mansion, she has only spent one night with the Hidden King on the day of her wedding, and has never had a room with the Hidden King since then.

Not only that, but the other side concubines are the same, listening to the news reported by their own eyeliner, the side concubines are also looking at the hidden king with their eyes, but the hidden king doesn't like to sleep with them at all.

From this point of view, the former Princess Qin Li Yuhui has always preached that the hidden king is not good, and it is not unreasonable, the hidden king is so old, but he likes to apply grease and powder, and he is not close to women...... Even if she was his princess, she couldn't help but think about it, so when Li Yuhuo shouted that the hidden king couldn't do it, she couldn't help but fight with her.

But she is already married to the Hidden King, and she is on the same line with the Hidden King, if she can give birth to a son and a half daughter for the Hidden King, then there may be less rumors outside......

In the usual fifteenth day of the new year, the king of the hidden sky would also go to his room, but he would never do the things of the husband and wife, she was everyone's lady and a woman, even if there was a need, she was embarrassed to take the initiative to mention it cheekily, so she could only hint at it now......

King Qian glanced at her, his face was a little displeased, "I entered the palace today, and when I met the fifth child, he actually asked me to avoid it in front of my father and queen......

Princess Qian followed his words, "The five princes have always been like this, and they don't kiss anyone......"

King Qian snorted coldly, "This king is telling you that this king is in a very bad mood today, so don't be an eyesore in front of this king!" "Writing Zhai

Princess Qian's heart was stunned for a moment, her heart was extremely sad, and when she heard what the Qianwang said, she could only hold back the tears rolling in her eyes and retreated, "Yes, the concubine is ...... to retire."

"Wait."

Just when the hidden princess was about to withdraw, the hidden king called her.

Princess Qian looked up, and a hint of anticipation flashed in her eyes.

"Go and bring the rouge gouache I just bought in Yulu Zhai in my room...... Be careful, and if you break the slightest, let them keep their heads on their heads! ”

The Hidden King said viciously, as if those rouge gouaches were his lifeblood.

The last trace of expectation in Princess Qian's eyes was shattered, she lowered her head, and her voice was low, "Yes......"

When the hidden king arrived in the study, the rouge gouache he ordered was sent over after a while.

His study was very different, and in the middle of that room there was a large dressing table, and a large mirror was erected on it.

He sat in front of the mirror, looked at his face for a long time, then looked at the sky outside, and then began to apply grease and powder to his face in front of the mirror......

He couldn't see some spots on his face, he couldn't see the eyebrows that weren't dark enough and were not long enough, he painted his face a miserable white face, and then began to sketch his eyebrows with an eyebrow pencil......

Just as he was drawing a few strokes, suddenly a white and almost transparent hand appeared behind him, took the eyebrow pencil in his hand, and a low and gloomy voice came from behind the Hidden King:

"You still like rouge gouache so much?"