idle mistress

Chapter 197 Conditions
At the end, Guan Guanshi also warned: Serving this Miss Shen, there should be no neglect in the slightest.

At first they all thought that since Miss Shen was the King of Ling's woman, she was delicate and expensive, so she was not easy to serve, but they didn't realize that this woman is not only easy to talk and has no airs, but also only sleeps all day long.

Serving a person who likes to sleep in late is a job.

Therefore, they were all very lucky and felt that this task was too easy.

At night, King Ling came back in armor, and his heroic appearance made several girls feel happy.

As soon as King Ling entered the door, he asked them to take off his armor outside. When the girls were removing his armor, he looked into the inner room and asked, "Where is she?"

Biyu naturally knew who he was, and quickly replied: "Miss Shen went to bed early today."

She could clearly feel that His Highness the Mausoleum's expression was somewhat lost after hearing this.Soon, King Ling asked again:
"How is she doing today, is she eating a lot?"

From Guan Guanshi's mouth, he has already learned that Miss Shen holds a lot of weight in the heart of His Royal Highness the King of Mausoleum, seeing that he can't do without Miss Shen in every word, it just confirms Guan Guanshi's words.

Biyu didn't dare to be perfunctory, and told him about Miss Shen's day-to-day activities in detail.Including how long did she sleep today, when did she sleep and when did she wake up, what did she use for breakfast, what did she eat for lunch, she vomited once, and used a little less at night.

King Ling nodded.

Hui An at the side saw that His Royal Highness King Ling listened seriously, and continued: "Miss Shen sat on the porch for a long time today, staring at the little bird on the treetop, I guess the girl wants to raise a bird? "

When Zhao Yan heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "She doesn't want to raise birds, she just yearns for the freedom outside."

Hearing what King Ling said, Biyu couldn't help but add another sentence: "Your Highness is right, the servants gave Miss Shen a very delicate bun today, which is obviously very beautiful, but Miss Shen said that she stayed in the bun all day long. In the house, there is no need to spend so much trouble, and let the servants unload it again."

"Oh?"

King Ling suddenly became interested, and asked, "What kind of bun is it?"

You must know that little girl never wanted to spend much time on makeup. When she was in Huai City, as the mistress of Huai City, her hair was never decorated too much, and she was always simply tied up with a jade hairpin.

Seeing this, Biyu described it enthusiastically: "It's Wangxian bun, Miss Shen looks so good-looking, wearing that Wangxian bun, it's bright and charming, just like a fairy."

"Really? I really want to see..."

After Zhao Yan took a bath, he entered the inner room with a refreshed body. The woman slept soundly under the quilt. He blew out the candle, lifted the quilt and lay down beside her.

The woman was in a deep sleep, and he lay on the side supporting his body with one hand, carefully looking at her eyebrows and eyes.

The moonlight dimly shines through the window lattice, and in the darkness, one can vaguely see the beautiful face of a woman, calm and elegant... The years are quiet and peaceful.

He knew that she didn't like to be disturbed when she was sleeping, but he couldn't help drawing on her eyebrows with his fingers.

The sleeping man frowned slightly, and reached out to brush his hand away.

Zhao Yan couldn't help laughing dumbly, and the hand that was brushed away did evil again, walking around her face, turning the target, and moving down along the chin.

Just as his finger reached the woman's collar, a hand reached out and grabbed his unruly index finger.

Shen Qing squinted her eyes and looked around: "What are you doing without sleeping in the middle of the night?".
Zhao Yan leaned close to her ear and whispered, "What do you think I want to do?"

Shen Qing was silent for a while, she already clearly felt that his body temperature against her had become hot.

She moved back slightly to increase the distance between the two of them: "Aren't you tired? Stop making trouble, go to sleep..." While speaking, the man turned over and turned his back to him.

This is not giving myself a chance at all...

He's not Liu Xiahui, how could he have no needs in his early years, hugging this person to sleep every day, smelling her body fragrance, every moment he wants to press her to go to the cloud and rain together.

But because of the strangeness in her eyes, he had to restrain his feelings and desires.

Zhao Yan couldn't help but smiled wryly. He was probably the most miserable man in Cangcheng. With his wife in his arms, he could see and feel it, but he couldn't eat it.

That kind of heart-scratching feeling is really maddening.

He didn't touch her again, but asked, "Shen Qing, do you want to go for a walk?"

Hearing this, Shen Qing was slightly startled, and turned her head involuntarily.

I saw the man looking at himself lazily.

She asked suspiciously, "Can I go out?"

"Of course I can't do it by myself. Tomorrow is Qixi Festival. If you agree to one condition, the king can take you out for a stroll tomorrow."

Tomorrow is Tanabata?I am living in this yard in a daze, and I don't know what year it is.

When Shen Qing heard it, she suddenly got excited:
She had heard from Hao Guanhua that the Women's Festival in Cangcheng was very lively, and even she, who usually stays at home, was free to go in and out, and the Women's Festival in her mouth was Qixi Festival.

She got out of bed and looked at King Ling, not sure if what he said was true: "Don't you need to go back to the barracks tomorrow?"

Zhao Yan stretched out his index finger, picked up a strand of hair that was hanging on her chest, and began to wind it around bit by bit, with a lazy expression: "You don't need to worry about it, just say whether you want to go or not." .”

Shen Qing nodded: "Of course."

She looked down and saw her hair entwined around his fingers, his index finger was stirring gently, and the black hair was tightly wrapped around the slender fingertips following his movements.

A simple movement, in the darkness of night, unexpectedly has a bit of inexplicable ambiguity.

Then, she met his eyes, and the other party did not hide his cannibalistic eyes.

A trace of panic appeared on Shen Qing's face, she stretched out her hand and pulled out the strands of hair wrapped around his index finger, stared at him defensively and said:
"Tell me, what are the conditions." I also thought, as long as I don't want to sacrifice myself, I can do anything.

Zhao Yan smiled and didn't tease her again: "I heard that you put on a very good makeup this morning, and you even put on a fairy-looking bun."

After hearing this, Shen Qing looked at him inexplicably.

The man said solemnly: "As long as you do that fairy-looking bun again, I will take you out."

Shen Qing didn't expect him to make such a nonsensical request, let alone a fairy-looking bun, she would be fine even with a flying bun, since when did she, Shen Qing, care about the eyes of passers-by?

At that moment, she nodded her head in agreement, her joy was beyond words.

Seeing her whole face become radiant, Zhao Yan had to reflect, it seems that these days have bored this little girl to death.

(End of this chapter)