It's handsome.

He thought to himself.

Jiuzhang was baffled by the smile on the corner of his lips, and he lay down next to this guy.

There were no intimate movements, each sleeping separately, but he felt that the distance between him and Chixiao at this moment was never closer.

That kind of closeness transcends time and space, and it is a wonderful fit of soul.

He even went through the moves he had just made when he danced the sword in his mind, picking out a few mistakes from them.

A sentence flashed through my mind.

Someone said in his ear in a strange familiar voice: "You will only dirty this good sword with such a fist and embroidered legs." ”

It seems to be said to him, but it doesn't seem like it.

He fell asleep groggily.

When I fell asleep, I suddenly felt a hot pain in my cheeks.

Chixiao fell asleep and felt that he couldn't swallow this breath, turned over and climbed on top of him, straddled his waist, and slapped him twice in the face.

"Cheap?"

"Aha! I'll show you what you can do! ”

Jiuzhang was originally angry when he got up, not to mention the experience of being woken up by two slaps, so he quickly turned on the defensive, and turned over to press the arrogant someone under him.

"It's the other way around."

Yes.

This is the last autumn season, and the yellow chrysanthemums are devastated by the night wind.

As the so-called chrysanthemums are remnant, the ground is full of wounds, and the tears of the counterattackers are cold.

……

Chixiao was cleaned up all night, and it was only in the early morning that Jiuzhang spared his life and let him sleep.

On the second day of the wedding, the prince had a lot to do, so he didn't sleep much and got up again.

As a side concubine, Chixiao also has things he needs to worry about.

Not long after Jiuzhang left, he was also woken up by the maidservant.

"Concubine Xiao."

Chixiao didn't hold back, and directly took out his sword and looked over, the maid was not a vegetarian, and instantly entered the battle form, hanging upside down on the beam and glaring at him angrily.

"Little kindness came to wake you up, why did you sword at the slave?"

Chixiao put away his sword and sat on the edge of the bed with his hands on his thighs.

You say that this folk style is too open and not very wonderful, he is a big man who has been named a side concubine, and he will have to come and go every day in the days to come, who can stand this Nima?

But he can't be shouted at and cut a person.

He took a deep breath.

"If there's a fart, let it go."

The maidservant jumped off the beam of the house and stood before him in the form of a human being.

"Yesterday, the emperor gave the prince a lot of concubines to fill the house, and now you are the side concubine of the palace, and you should be in charge of the affairs of the backyard."

Chixiao twisted his eyebrows, with murderous intent hidden in his eyes.

"You speak human words to Lao Tzu."

"Forget it, you're not human."

He changed his clothes and stood up with a slap on his thigh.

The maidservant girl is here to disgust him, and the concubine is also here to disgust him, so there is nothing big in the morning, mainly which one will live in which courtyard in the future, who will sleep in one, three or five, who will accompany the bed, and how much should they share in the brocade silk and jewelry of the palace.

The maids on the emperor's body are not very noble, but after all, they are the celebrities in front of the emperor, and the rest are also relatives of the emperor, so no one can be wronged.

Chixiao was surrounded by a group of twittering women, and he thought to himself, is this the pinnacle of Jiuzhang's life, with a group of wives and concubines?

Nima's.

He took a small notebook and wrote their names one by one, and then wrote down who should live in which courtyard under the names.

The antelope princess was the first to disagree, and stood up with a black horn, almost poking Chixiao's eyes.