Concubine comes to disaster

When he opened his eyes and woke up, he had already got up, standing by the bed with his back to her and changing his clothes.

He didn't summon the maid, just to let her sleep until she woke up naturally.

There was still an ambiguous atmosphere in the room after the tenderness, and his unique and strong smell filled her nostrils. When she lowered her head, she realized that there were his imprints on her body.

Her face was red.

She was nestled under the quilt, looking at his broad and majestic back full of masculinity, she suddenly got playful, she got up quietly, approached him, then stood up tiptoely, stretched out her hands to cover his eyes—

"Guess, who am I? You only have one chance. If you guess wrong, you will be punished by kneeling on the washboard."

Emperor Zhuyao showed a perfect smile on his lips, and said, "I guess it's Xiao Changle."

"Thick! You want to kneel on the washboard."

Liusu let go of her hand and asked.

He turned around and held onto her hand with both hands, "Washboard, what is this?"

Liusu was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that she blurted out a modern thing.

"Ok?"

He looked at her questioningly.

"Washboard, the washboard is the tool used by the wife to punish the husband for doing something wrong..."

Liusu jumped off the bed, and he quickly reached out to catch her.

"Hold me over there, and I'll show you a picture."

She wrapped her feet around his waist and ordered.

"Okay, obey!"

He carried her all the way to the shore of the table.

Liusu bent down to pick up the pen and paper, his feet were still wrapped around his waist, and he drew in the air.

After a while, a picture of a washboard was drawn, Tassel picked it up, blew on it, and said, "Look, this is a washboard, with two functions, it can be used for washing clothes outside, and it can be used for kneeling inside. "

Emperor Zhuyao looked at the picture of the washboard and said, "Let someone take it and make one."

Liusu reached out and touched his forehead, "Are you okay, then you want to kneel on the washboard."

"Whoever said I wanted it, I ordered someone to make it and give it to Xiao Changle."

Liusu laughed loudly after hearing this, "You can have this, you can have this! Get someone to do it right away! I really want to see Wu Ya kneeling on the washboard, hahaha..."

Seeing and smiling so happily, Zhu Yaohuang's heart warmed up, and he pulled her over for another long kiss.

"Shame, shame, shame... Qin Liusu, shame..."

Suddenly, a childish and lovely voice came.

The two turned their heads at the same time, only to see Xiao Qiluo standing in the center of the hall, covering her eyes with her hands, peeping at them from between her fingers, making fun of them while being shy.

"Little Changle, come back quickly."

Zhu Yaohuang felt better when he saw his daughter.

"Oh."

Xiao Qiluo ran over.

The family of three played happily and had breakfast again.

Zhu Yaohuang tested Xiao Qiluo a few questions, and she answered well. After Zhu Yaohuang gave some pointers, Xiao Qiluo was led by Xiao Bao to go to the Hall of Supreme Harmony for class.

On this day, Zhu Yaohuang went out of his way, saying that he wanted to be a faint emperor, not to go to court early, not to review memorials, not to ask about state affairs, and handed them over to trustworthy loyal ministers and veterans.

He himself stayed in the Wenhua Palace, with Liusu.