The sour tone, the contempt on his face, made Zhao Yiheng want to bite off the root of his tongue, the woman in front of him is a vinegar jar, he wants to say that other girls are good for no reason? It's like lifting a stone and shooting yourself in the foot.

Zhao Yiheng pretended to cough twice, grinned at Mu Mingshu, and then said with a straight face: "What did the queen say, is there a woman in this world who is more outstanding than you?" ”

Mu Mingshu slammed his eyes and looked at him, didn't speak, and motioned for him to continue.

Zhao Yiheng said again: "A husband is not a superficial person, what's the use of just looking good, those tender girls are not as good as a lady in the eyes of a husband." ”

Seeing Mu Mingshu's expression, Zhao Yiheng quickly passed Fang Cai's words, and his heart was great, and sure enough, he saw her jade hand on the desk, and pointed at himself coldly: "Zhao Yiheng, you are saying that I don't look good, and I am old and decrepit, right?" ”

Where are those emperors still in Zhao Yiheng at this time, he grabbed Mu Mingshu's hand on the desk with a face, put it to his lips and blew it, and said with a ruffian face: "Where is it, the lady heard it wrong, how could the husband say such brainless words." He looked at her jade hand carefully, and said distressedly: "Ouch, it's all red, does it hurt." ”

Mu Mingshu was amused by his shameless appearance, withdrew his hand, and said calmly: "Okay, don't come to this set, get out of the imperial study, you are not allowed to stay in Kunning Palace tonight." ”

Zhao Yiheng shrugged his face and begged for mercy: "Lady, don't be like this, if you don't stay in Kunning Palace, then your husband won't be sleepless all night tonight." ”

"Nope." Mu Mingshu raised his face: "Do you dare to talk back?" ”

"I" Zhao Yiheng just said one word, seeing Mu Mingshu's apricot eyes widen, the words on his lips turned around: "Don't dare, what the lady said is that she will leave for her husband." ”

As he spoke, he really turned around and left, turning back three times in one step, so pitiful, Mu Mingshu wanted to laugh when he saw his cowardice, but he still endured it, until he heard him walk outside the hall and roar angrily at the palace people waiting under the corridor, and then he burst out laughing.

After laughing, there was a burst of irritability, Concubine Yun's matter, she still can't find a chance to talk to Zhao Yiheng, this matter has almost become a heart disease in her heart, she can't solve it, she can't let it go, like a thorn, it stings you from time to time.

Miaoqin came in from outside, and she didn't dare to look at Mu Mingshu's expression, so she only asked, "Niangniang wants to take a bath?" ”

Mu Mingshu didn't answer, walked to the window, gently pushed open a window, and sighed inexplicably, only to feel that this deep palace was like a cage, and he didn't know whether there was any difference between the moon in this palace and the moon outside the palace.

"Did Ziyue sleep?" Mu Mingshu asked.

"Back to Niangniang, the eldest prince is still memorizing his homework, and he should not rest until half an hour later." Miaoqin replied respectfully.

"Well, take a bath."

Since the Lantern Festival, Zhao Ziyue has officially started school, and he has to get up and exercise for an hour before dawn every day, and then go to school after breakfast. Sometimes Mu Mingshu couldn't understand why she could watch such a young child suffer like this, but thinking about it, she felt that if she didn't endure hardship, how could she make herself stronger.

This harem is a place to eat people, don't look at her dominating the harem alone, but sooner or later other women will be added to this palace, and those people will be younger, beautiful, and more energetic than her.

Those women will not only take away her husband's favor when they enter the palace, but also give birth to many children for her husband, and if Zhao Ziyue's qualifications are mediocre at that time, she will always be pressed under others and never come out.

In fact, she didn't want Zhao Ziyue to go so hard, but how could she have a choice when she was born in the emperor's family, she only hoped that he could work hard to become better and stronger.

After Mu Mingshu finished bathing, he sat under the lamp and picked up the sewing frame to make a new schoolbag for Zhao Ziyue, Miaoqi took a dry towel to twist her hair, and when Zhao Ziyue rested, she also went to the couch to rest.

When Zhao Yiheng touched Mu Mingshu's quilt in the middle of the night, she hadn't slept yet, and seeing the sneaky appearance, she stretched out her leg and kicked it.

Her legs were fast, Zhao Yiheng's hands were faster, grabbed her bare feet, and touched her trousers up. Mu Mingshu couldn't break free, and scolded in a low voice with a red face: "Shameless thing." ”

Zhao Yiheng laughed, and by the way, he grabbed it on Jiao's face, and she screamed in shock, so she rubbed her palms obscenely, and said with a smile: "Zhou Gong's gift is such a big thing, if you want to be faced, you will not end up in this life." ”

As he spoke, he pounced, and hugged Mu Mingshu in his arms through the quilt, tired for a day, warm and warm jade in his arms, not to mention how comfortable.

Mu Mingshu smacked him, and scolded with a smile: "There is no right one." ”

"In addition to saying that the husband is not serious, every righteous act, and shameless, can the lady have other new words?" Zhao Yiheng turned around and shrunk himself into the quilt, but found that the quilt was colder than his body, especially Mu Mingshu's feet, which were as cold as the ice lump.

Mu Mingshu deserved a sentence: "I will still say shameless things, Your Majesty, are you something?" ”

Zhao Yiheng frowned, no longer in the mood to joke with her, and asked, "Why is your body so cold?" But uncomfortable? ”

There was no light in the dormitory, otherwise he could still see that Mu Mingshu's face was also pale.

Mu Mingshu was not uncomfortable, but as soon as Zhao Yiheng said this, he remembered it, his eyes rolled slyly, hooked his neck and said coquettishly: "There is nothing uncomfortable, that is, you can't sleep warmly when you are not by your side." ”

Zhao Yiheng was not at ease, and asked seriously: "Is this really the case?" ”

"Uh-huh, that's it." Mu Mingshu shrank in his arms, a pair of jade hands poked down, grabbed a handful of his object, and made him breathe heavily, so that all those doubts were forgotten.

Mu Mingshu said: "Since my brother Heng became the emperor, the concubines have always stayed alone in the empty room, so they are not lonely. The slender fingers poked at Zhao Yiheng's heart, making him feel comfortable on all fours.

"It's all bad for the husband and snubbing the lady." Zhao Yiheng's heart softened, grabbed her hand and put it to his lips and kissed it twice, and then hugged her waist to bring the two closer.

"Hmph, it's good to say it with a bare mouth, I'm so busy, where do you remember me, the yellow-faced woman who kept the empty room alone." Mu Mingshu withdrew his hand and hummed with a snort.

Zhao Yiheng leaned against her forehead and laughed lowly: "Vinegar jar, I'm still angry." ”

"It's not as good as those young and beautiful goods, and I'm not even allowed to be angry."

"Haha" Zhao Yiheng laughed, kissed Mu Mingshu "let's chirp" on his face, and was busy: "The husband is afraid that you will be angry, those young and beautiful goods are not on the stage, and the wife of the husband is the only one in the world, and it is too bad to lose his identity compared to those young and beautiful goods." ”

As she spoke, she stretched out his paw and rubbed it on the softness of her heart: "But it's not comfortable here?" Rub it for your husband. ”

Mu Mingshu chuckled, but Zhao Yiheng was rubbing his breathing more and more, and he couldn't wait to get things done through the clothes, he stretched his waist and rubbed it on Mu Mingshu's body, and he was about to get out of the fire, but he grabbed her cartilage jade hand.

"Is it hot?"

"It's hot."

Mu Mingshu held down the object with one hand, took off his clothes with the other, and gently dropped a kiss against his smooth chest.

"What do you want to do?"

"Yes"

Mu Mingshu smiled again, sat up, rubbed his hands on the object like twisted flowers, rubbed him hard, stretched out his hand to press her down, and said in a hoarse voice: "Lady, come on, I will leave it to you for the husband, don't be polite." ”

"Well, as a wife, I never be polite to my husband." Mu Mingshu deserved it, and gently allowed a small dark red dot to come out on his chest, but it ignited Zhao Yiheng more and more.

But at this time, Mu Mingshu leaned into his ear and said in a charming voice: "The concubine has come to the moon." ”

It was like a basin of cold water poured down on his head, which made Zhao Yiheng's heart cold, but his body was not cold.

He was stunned for a while, and finally spoke up, gritted his teeth and said: "You little thing, you are becoming more and more capable, do you know that this is a crime of deception." The "ah" at the back of the word is accentuated.

Mu Mingshu was not afraid of him at all, sat up straight, reached out and patted him on the chest, and said viciously: "The wings are hard, you have a long ability, right, you are still setting up a score in front of me, right?" ”

Zhao Yiheng smiled bitterly, raised his hands above his head, and said helplessly: "Lady, surrender for your husband, don't dare anymore, but this thing is up, you have to think of destroying it, otherwise if it is abolished, you will not have to play in the future." ”

"Not really." Mu Mingshu sat on him, crossed his hands in front of him, and said with a look of what can you do with me: "You can bully me on weekdays, you have to ask me to bully back." ”

She looks like a girl with a little temper, which makes people cry and laugh.

Zhao Yiheng asked her: "When did your husband bully you?" ”

Mu Mingshu's face turned red, and he didn't answer, but he slandered in his heart: he bullied every time he performed Zhou Gong's ceremony.

But even if she didn't say it, Zhao Yiheng knew what she was thinking, so she had to spread her hands helplessly: "Okay, it's all your husband's fault, you are not feeling well today, and your husband should be considerate of you." ”

Saying that, he drove her up, took the brocade quilt and covered herself tightly, and turned his back to Mu Mingshu.

Mu Mingshu took a look, only to see that the brocade quilt moved a few times, and when he invited the fifth girl, he snickered in his heart, and was about to lie down, when he saw a pair of obscene pants thrown out.

Zhao Yiheng turned around, looked at Mu Mingshu pitifully, blinked his eyes, and shouted affectionately: "Lady"

The voice was so greasy that it gave people goosebumps.

Mu Mingshu's body trembled, his heart was not good, and before he could react, he saw Zhao Yihengjin being lifted, and he was taken by his arm, and he took his mouth at that thing impartially.