Donggong Zhangjiao

When Pei Yao came, it was almost time for dinner.

So after talking to Fang Yun for a while, Qing Rong came in and asked about the dinner arrangements.

Although it may be the plague outside, Fang Yun's appetite is not bad in winter.

Maybe it's because she's thin and afraid of the cold, so eat more and keep warm.

So he smiled and turned to ask Pei Yao.

"Your Highness, why don't you ask the dining room to get some grilled mutton to eat? "History of the Palace · Food and Drink" says that whenever it snows, you will warm the room to enjoy the plum blossoms and eat roasted mutton. Although it is not snowing now, I am here. I can't see plum blossoms either, but it's cold in winter, so it's good to eat mutton."

"You even brought out these allusions, Gu naturally wants to taste it." Pei Yao hooked the corners of his lips, "I haven't eaten it for a long time."

Seeing her agreeing, Fang Yun frowned, and then winked at Qing Rong who was waiting beside him.

At this moment, Zi Qingrong immediately nodded in satisfaction, and retreated.

Not long after, the dining room delivered the hot dinner to Bi Luo Zhai.

With Pei Yao here, they are naturally more attentive.

Even the small copper stove with the charcoal fire was moved to the Biluozhai, and the soup and the like were also heated in the small stove with short feet.

Seeing this treatment, Fang Yun couldn't help but think of this time last year.

Although life was not bad at that time, it was not as moist as it is now.

Sure enough, being favored has its benefits.

The two had dinner warmly.

After dark, the temperature dropped a lot, Yanwei came in to add carbon to the four stoves and the brazier in the house, and the room became much warmer immediately.

Holding the Xiaoshi tea, Pei Yao leaned comfortably on the pillow behind him, feeling very comfortable.

"It's almost the end of the year, but I don't know when it will snow." Fang Yun sipped his tea and whispered.

Pei Yao answered with a frown, "Nowadays there is a natural disaster, it would be better if there is no snow. If there is a heavy snowfall, I don't know how many people will die."

Hearing what he said, Fang Yun felt that he didn't find the topic very well, so he quietly started to change the subject.

"Yes, although auspicious snow heralds a good year, it's better to have less snow this year." Fang Yun said in a low voice, and looked at Pei Yao's robe again, "The pattern on this robe, Your Highness, is quite unique, can I have a closer look at it?" See?"

As she spoke, she made a curious look.

Pei Yao knew that she was good at and liked embroidery, so he didn't care, and stretched his arm over.

Fang Yun looked at it anyway, and then said.

"The embroiderers in the palace are really good stitches, but Your Highness, don't just wear what they made, and leave the concubine's body to the side. The concubine's body looks like it will be the Chinese New Year, and I made four new pajamas for Your Highness. Well, Your Highness, give it a try later."

"The clothes you made are always worn by Gu. Why are they hanging out? After drinking this tea and taking a bath, let's try it alone." Pei Yao whispered, his tone very soft.

Compared with the snacks and soups made by himself, he prefers the needlework done by Fang Yun.

Every stitch and thread is made with real intentions, which is much better than the embroiderers in the palace according to the regulations.

Before Fang Yun, someone had embroidered a few sachets for him, but the craftsmanship was not as good as Fang Yun's. Now everyone in the East Palace knows that Fang Yun's female celebrities are superb, so no one wants to be compared to her. It's embarrassing. Except for Fang Yun, no other female relatives did this for him.

It seems that Fang Yun is alone here.

After drinking a cup of Xiaoshi tea, the two bathed separately.

About half an hour later, they entered the inner room one by one.

Now that she was about to take a break after trying on her pajamas, Fang Yun simply asked all the waiters in the room to retire, and she could serve alone.

The charcoal fire in the room was not cold enough, and he was trying on pajamas again, so Pei Yao only wore a pair of obscene trousers that reached the mid-thigh, and his upper body was naked, standing in front of Fang Yun.

Although Fang Yun has done more intimate things many times before, but at this moment, Fang Yun is still a little embarrassed.

Women are always thin-skinned.

So she tried her best to avoid looking at Pei Yao, just lowered her eyes silently, took out a piece of pajamas from the cabinet, and waited for Pei Yao to put it on.

Of course, facing each other like this, no matter how evasive, it is inevitable to observe Pei Yao's body very closely and carefully.

Fang Yun didn't know if Pei Yao practiced martial arts, but his thin waist and tight and smooth muscle lines all showed that the owner of this body was very healthy and powerful.

"What are you looking at, your ears are red." Pei Yao's voice came from above his head, with a hint of ridicule.

Fang Yun's back tensed immediately, and he hurriedly said, "No, I didn't see anything, probably because the charcoal fire in the room is too hot, it's a bit stuffy."

While speaking, Fang Yun was tying Pei Yao's belt, with his hands around his waist, keeping a distance without touching his skin.

But Pei Yao suddenly moved forward, and Fang Yun's forehead was lightly pressed against his chest.

And he heard something in a low voice that seemed to be loose.

"When have you been more afraid of heat than Gu?"

"Your Highness thinks the size of this pajamas is suitable?" Fang Yun pretended not to hear, and took a step back after fastening his belt, "Your Highness's size should not have changed."

The candlelight jumped, and the warm yellow light and shadow cast on the woman's pretty face, adding a bit of a hazy sense of desire. It was clearly a pure and delicate face, but there was an indescribable charm hidden in the corners of the eyes and brows.

In the current atmosphere, the coquettish feeling in Fang Yun's body became more and more attractive.

Pei Yao's eyes flickered darkly, the corners of his lips curled up, and he took Fang Yun's hand.

"Gu has lost some weight these days, you can measure again, whether this waist needs to be tightened a little."

Now, no matter how stupid Fang Fang is, he can still realize that His Royal Highness is molesting her.

So he bit his lips secretly, and he obediently pulled her forward, and gently wrapped his arms around his waist again.

To measure the size, it is necessary to draw a circle with the palm close to the waist.

At the end, Fang Yun looked up at him, his eyes shone with candlelight, a little shy.

"Your Highness, there is no need to change this inch."

"That's just right." Pei Yao nodded with a half-smile, "There's no need to change clothes anymore, let's go to bed."

After saying that, before Fang Yun could react, Pei Yao suddenly bent down, wrapped her arms around her waist and legs respectively, and hugged her straight up.

As soon as the lights go out, the tent will be lowered first.

Beautiful night.

When Fang Yun woke up the next day, Pei Yao was no longer around him.

Don't think about it, she must have gone to court and didn't let the maids wake her up.

Just when Fang Yun was about to ask someone to come in and wait for him to get up, he suddenly heard the door outside being pushed open quickly, followed by the sound of footsteps, and Qingrong's voice came in first before there was anyone there.

"Concubine Liang, it's not good, Concubine Liang, word has come from Wutong Garden that the Crown Princess has contracted the plague!"

"what?!"

Fang Yun almost bounced off the couch.

"How could this be? Wasn't it fine before? Now I'm talking about it. Could it be that His Highness has already left the palace to go to court?"

"Yeah, someone has already sent a message at this moment. The maidservant only heard that the empress was drowsy a few days ago, but the empress is weak, and she is a little bit cold in winter, so she didn't think about it. Suddenly this morning High fever, please ask the imperial doctor to come and see, it is said to be infected with the plague!"

Qingrong also had a nervous and anxious face, took a coat and put it on Fang Yun, and waited for her to get out of bed.