"That's good." Yan Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to look at Shu's restless sideburns, and said in a low voice, "Okay, it's time to start."

Although Yue Wangshu, who was hangover and had no dizziness, was lazy all over, and he was very attached to this high bed and soft pillow.

Yan Zheng smiled and shook his head, so he didn't force her, but said, "Then I'll go change my clothes first."

As he spoke, he lifted the quilt and was about to leave the house.

At this moment, Yue Wangshu seemed to see an incredible sight, "Eh, wait!"

"What's wrong?" His Majesty the Emperor, who had just come out of the bed, was not "out of the box", but he was not far behind, only wearing a pair of calf-nose pants - which looked like a pair of boxer shorts.

Yan Zheng looked down at himself, his eyes fell on the scar on his chest, and he immediately smiled: "It's not tight anymore, even the scar has faded a lot." qδ

I'm not surprised by this, hey!

How big a scar can an arrow wound be? And so many years have passed!

What Yue Wangshu was really surprised by was the emperor's figure!

me, really?

He's got muscles!

Although the pectoral muscles are not very large, they do exist! The abs are not well-defined, but they are clearly visible and in excellent shape!

Yue Wangshu couldn't help but step forward and poke it, it wasn't very hard, and it was very elastic!

"Really? When did you do it?" Yue Wangshu's eyes straightened in surprise.

Yan Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared in his eyes: "Earlier, Wangshu suggested that I practice martial arts to strengthen my body." As he spoke, he had already taken his belly from the hanger.

The so-called belly hug looks similar to a belly pocket, but it is a men's model.

That's right, in this era, men also wear suspenders, tie the back of the neck, tie the back waist, and the back is fully exposed.

"Help me tie it up." Yan Zheng turned around and said.

"Oh." Yue Wangshu tied a bow on the back of His Majesty the Emperor in three or two clicks, ah, I'm sorry, it's purely a personal habit.

Fortunately, Yan Zheng's eyes did not grow to the back of his head, so he naturally didn't notice it, and he put on his middle coat and pants - wearing these two, he finally stopped showing it.

Yan Zheng then called someone to come in to serve and change clothes.

Yue Wangshu couldn't help but sigh, the emperor didn't come to stretch out his hand to open his mouth, but he would wear a middle coat and middle pants.

If it was in Yan Qing Palace, Yan Zheng naturally didn't have this habit. But here in Wangshu, the people who serve him are all palace maids, and Yan Zheng can't help but feel a little bit of melon and plum heart.

The imperial eunuch and a few palace maids rushed in, first washing things, waiting for His Majesty the Emperor to wash his face and brush his teeth, and then continue to dress. First of all, it was a skirt, the length was about the calf, and the style was a bit similar to the horse-faced skirt, but it was white, the same color as the middle coat and middle pants, and it was obviously still a bottom.

That's right, it was normal for men to wear skirts in ancient times.

Then there's a light blue tuck inside.

The so-called Tieli, in fact, is an imported product from Yuan Meng, which is translated into Chinese as a robe with pleats.

The top half of this "sticker" is a cross-collared jacket, and the bottom half is a skirt with fine pleats.

That's right, another skirt, sort of a dress.

This is not the end, next, the chief manager Zhang Ji personally served His Majesty the Emperor and put on a lake blue pleated gown.

Then, there was an apricot-yellow woven gold dragon round-necked robe—finally seeing familiar clothes!

The men's attire of this era is mostly this kind of round-necked wide-sleeved robe, and the so-called official uniforms and official uniforms are also of this style, but the official uniforms have more complements.

Finally, wearing a big hat, a nine-ring belt, and six-fold boots, this is finally finished.

Yue Wangshu silently counted: belly hug, middle coat, sticker, long gown, robe - five layers!

When the weather is colder, you can add a cloak and cloak outside to keep out the cold.

The ancients dressed like a cumbersome one - of course, it had to be a rich family, and the poor family didn't pay so much attention to it.

That's what I'm thinking, Your Majesty the Emperor

The next side took care of his sleeves and said nobly: "Go and serve the noble concubine to change her clothes."

Yue Wangshu: ?? I didn't plan to get out of bed!

However, the palace maids Jin Gui and Ginkgo have already come up with their middle clothes and pants.

In this matter, Yue Wangshu was only wearing a garnet red main waist, the so-called main waist, it looked like a suspender shirt without suspenders, and there were a few buttons in front of him, compared to hugging the abdomen, but it was not easy to say which one was more exposed.

In the autumn, it was somewhat cool outside the bed, and Yue Wangshu hurriedly stretched out his hand. Then I went to choose the clothes outside.

The clothing of women in this era is similar to that of the Ming Dynasty, with upper and lower skirts, and the style is quite rich, with gowns, shirts, gowns, and shawls, and most of the skirts are horse-faced skirts, in addition, there are also cloaks and cloaks.

Yue Wangshu chose a begonia red straight-necked cardigan, with a purple persimmon pattern horse-faced skirt, and spent half an hour dressing up, it was hard to believe that His Majesty the Emperor actually sat aside to eat tea with great interest, without the slightest impatience.

Yan Zheng raised his hand and looked at the ruby wishful hairpin on Shu's sideburns, "Only wealth and prosperity can make you more flattering."

Looking at the extra box of jewelry on the dresser, which contained a complete set of gold silk heads, needless to say, it must have been called by the emperor.

Of course, Yue Wangshu did not have the noble sentiment of treating money as dung.

Gold is beautiful, rubies are even more beautiful.

The emperor's sugar-coated cannonballs are still very corrosive to people's hearts.

Yan Zheng suddenly asked again, "What about the bracelet that the noble concubine gave you?"

Yue Wangshu said, "Put it away."

As soon as the words fell, the palace maid Jin Gui took out a big red brocade box from the drawer, quickly opened it, and presented it with both hands.

Yan Zheng smiled and saw that he personally put the bracelet engraved with melons on Yue Wangshu's wrist.

This bracelet is so good-looking, but looking at it, Yue Wangshu can't help but think of what happened to the noble concubine...... But after thinking about it, Concubine Lan and Fang Jieyu's delivery date is approaching, and the emperor is not short of children now!

Yue Wangshu pursed his mouth and said, "The concubine is a little hungry, let's pass on breakfast."

Maybe it's better to say it's lunch.

"Good!" Yan Zheng bowed his head happily, then took her hand and went to the flower hall of the front hall.

After breakfast (lunch) together, Yan Zheng whispered, "I'll come back in the evening."

Yue Wangshu was speechless for three seconds: You are not afraid of kidney deficiency.

Suddenly, I couldn't help but think of the emperor's figure, forehead, it seems...... He's in good shape right now.

Yue Wangshu had no choice but to say: "The government is important, and the emperor doesn't have to remember the concubines."

Yan Zheng smiled brightly, and his voice was full of restraint: "How can you not remember it?"

After sending away a greasy and crooked guy, Yue Wangshu crooked on the beauty couch, took the opportunity to take off the bracelet on his wrist, and threw it aside.

The palace maid Xiaoju hurriedly and carefully held it up, "Why doesn't the master wear it?"

Yue Wangshu said lazily, "It's too hard, cluck!"

Xiaoju: ......