When he was put on the couch of Chaoyang Palace by the prince, Jiang Qi thought that the next thing was for the two of them to do happy things together.

Unexpectedly, the prince just pulled the quilt, and then hugged her and began to sleep with his eyes closed.

Jiang Qi: "??? ”

Is her figure not good enough, or is her face not beautiful enough?

Or is this person not good at that?

However, no, she had already felt the changes in his body.

"Your Highness......"

The prince slapped her buttocks with a "snap", and his eyes didn't open: "Be good, sleep." ”

Jiang Qi's face was red, even if the vixen was angry, it didn't mean that the ass could be slapped casually.

She struggled to get up, her hair was scattered, and she had a delicate resentment: "Didn't Your Highness say that she would become a concubine?" Why are you lying still all this? ”

The prince opened his eyes, and those brown eyes were more delicate and beautiful than amber under the candlelight.

"You're still lying here, aren't you satisfied?"

Jiang Qi wanted to say that she was naturally dissatisfied, but she soon realized that in the context of this era, if she really said that kind of thing, it would be a shameless woman in the eyes of others.

She doesn't care what outsiders think, but the opinion of this man she likes can't be ignored.

She snorted coldly, and then turned her head to lie with her back to him, still some distance away from the man.

But soon, she was fished into the prince's arms, and then her ears were lightly touched by his lips: "Be good." ”

His voice was soft, right in her ears, and the mellow and sexy husky tone made her strangely reassured.

She held the prince's hand and muttered, "The concubine is serious." ”

She didn't get an answer.

*

When she woke up the next day, the prince was gone, but the ambergris left on the pillow and quilt proved that the beautiful encounter last night was not her dream.

Xia Qi: "Niangniang, the eleventh prince has been waiting for a while. ”

Jiang Qi nodded: "Then pass on lunch." ”

That's right, she slept until noon.

Looking at the normal expressions of Xia Qi and these palace maids, you can know why the original owner canceled the morning greeting, because she couldn't get up by herself.

After packing up and going out, I saw the Nine Emperor Princes dressed in purple brocade, sitting upright on the seat drinking tea, and there was a rare shadow of Jiang Qi between his eyebrows.

After all, Jiang Qi himself is a bit similar to Concubine Jiang Guifei.

As soon as he saw Jiang Qi, the eleventh prince got up and saluted: "Mother concubine." ”

Jiang Qi wanted to pretend to be reserved, but he heard the eleventh prince continue: "I'm afraid the concubine's couch will be changed once a month." ”

"What?"

"Because it will be slept through by the mother once a month."

Jiang Qi: ???

Well, she's being taunted by this little kid again.

Jiang Qi wanted to refute it, but the other party's expression looked like a prince, which made her really unable to play tricks.

She sat down directly and held the elder's shelf: "I'll check your homework later." ”

I thought that this would be able to win back a city, but I didn't expect the eleventh prince to sit opposite her safely, and then the corners of his lips hooked suspiciously: "Erchen has no opinion, but I don't know if the concubine understands that knowledge." ”

"Hongu ......"

Well, Jiang Qi found that the original owner was a brutal and willful character, who did not love poetry and books, but loved the riding and archery that men loved.

As for her, she naturally understands.

Jiang Qi was furious, and directly put a clip of coriander that the eleventh prince didn't love into his bowl, "Good son, eat the loving lunch that the mother concubine gave you." ”

The eleventh prince's immobile expression, after seeing the coriander, turned green.