Chapter Ninety-Two: The Newcomer

"The princess is tired, so don't use it now. Let the kitchen be ready at all times, and bring it in when the princess wakes up. Rosin glanced up at the sky.

The sky is still the same one that I see every day, but it is not.

Rosin They have all entered the palace since they were young, and there are hundreds of little girls who have entered the palace, the youngest is five years old, and the oldest is eleven. These little palace maids first got together to teach the rules and learn to serve. At the beginning, of course, they couldn't let them serve their masters, they all did some chores for the palace ladies and served the palace maids.

After a long time in the palace, many people will forget about life outside the palace.

Rosin remembers some, but not much.

I used to think that I would live in the palace for the rest of my life.

I didn't expect it to come out now.

Zhao Yuxi usually doesn't sleep well, he always wakes up several times a night, and he doesn't sleep well during the day. Today is probably very tired, and she is still asleep when it is dark.

When Lu Weining came back, he was supported by two people, and when he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he raised his arms and waved away the two people who helped him: "Okay, okay, you all go back." ”

The person who helped him was not a little guy, it was two friends who usually played well, and at this moment the two of them let go of their hands with a smile: "Okay, okay, you can go in by yourself - can you still walk?" Do you want to ask the two palace maids to help you into the house? ”

Lu Weining has been poured a lot today, he usually likes to make friends, there are really a lot of people who come to the princess's mansion to congratulate him today, many people usually can't fight him in the martial arts, and today they are gearing up and vowing to pour him down on the wine table.

Lu Weining's martial arts are outstanding, and the amount of alcohol is also outstanding. However, no matter how good the amount of alcohol is, it can't defeat these people and rush to the wheel battle, although some people help him to relieve the siege and block the wine, and the wine he drinks is also mixed with a lot of water, after all, he still staggers and is full of alcohol.

Rosin Xiang had already led someone to wait at the door, Lu Weining stepped into the door, and there were two young palace maids in front of him.

Rosin smelled alcohol when she didn't see anyone, and she almost didn't get smoked.

Her own princess doesn't drink alcohol, and rosin rarely tasted wine in the palace before, so she understands why people often say "a smell of wine". This wine does not stink when it is put in an urn, but when it is drunk, it becomes a stench.

The smell was so unpleasant, not to mention that the red robe on the horse looked pickled, probably stained with wine and oil on the table.

Rosin smiled and said, "The slave maid is a close servant to the princess, and her name is Rosin." The princess was resting at this time, and the concubine changed her clothes and freshened up first, and the slave maid prepared a decanting soup, and the concubine drank a bowl first. ”

Lu Weining was a little panicked.

I wanted to go into the house, but I was a little scared.

Rosin's words hit the nail on the head.

He nodded nonchalantly, "Okay." ”

A large bowl of decanting soup was poured down, and then he took a shower and changed his clothes, and Lu Weining's wine was more than half gone. But maybe because of the hot water, my legs are a little weak, and I always feel like stepping on cotton when I walk.

"The princess also happened to wake up, so please come here."

In the courtyard and in the house, there are lights. Today is a big day, and all the lights are red. The red palace veil and gauze lamp reflect that the wall is also red, and the ground is also red, the red is not dazzling, nor does it look very bright, a piece of red is melting, and the reflection does not seem to be real at night.

Lu Weining felt as if he was walking in a dream.

Everywhere is fragrant, beautiful. This was already the case outside the house, and when he entered the house, it became even clearer to him.

The house was covered with curtains, and the beads and veils were heaped. The palace maid opened the curtain heavily, and rosin led the way.

Lu Weining always felt that Shicai's house was not like this.

Didn't he come in the new house? After worshipping heaven and earth...... Now it's a different story entirely.

Zhao Yuxi had already woken up, his hair was loosely tied up, and he was not wearing the same auspicious dress - this dress was also newly made, with an ivory-colored ruffle shirt and a crimson skirt underneath. This dress is very ordinary, and there are some women in the capital, one of them is counted as one, and they will all be dressed like this.

But......

Rosin looked back, and the reckless horse was stunned again, staring straight at the princess, exactly the same as when she had just lifted her head in the afternoon.

Zhao Yuxi whispered: "The horse is back?" ”

Lu Weining's mouth responded: "Yes, I'm back." The man still stood there.

"Please sit down, and rosin will pour tea for the horse."

"No, no, I'm not thirsty." Lu Weining felt that everything in this room was too delicate, as if if a little heavy footsteps would break something, and a little louder would be shocking.

But the princess asked him to sit, and he took two steps forward and sat down at the round table with onyx.

He was still cautious when he sat down, for fear of breaking the delicate and small round stool.

Zhao Yuxi also sat down.

The two were so close that Lu Weining smelled a faint fragrance.

He had never been able to distinguish between the various scents, and all of them smelled the same to him.

But the aroma on her body is so different.

Fragrant, but very light, as if there is nothing.

I don't know what the reputation of this aroma is, Lu Weining is obviously not hungry, and he poured a big bowl of decanting soup just now, and he suddenly felt a little hungry at this time.

It's not that you're hungry......

He can't tell how he feels.

The heart beats fast, the mouth is dry, and when I usually feel this way, most of the time I am thirsty and hungry.

He didn't dare to stare at the princess anymore and lowered his head.