Donggong Zhangjiao

Chapter 48 Money

Hearing that it was something that Fang Yun wanted to reward Fang's mistress Zhao, Pei Yao's eyes flashed with doubt.

"Why did I suddenly think of her?"

After all, in Fang Yun's previous description, Zhao Shi and her can be regarded as blood feuds.

Facing the question, Fang Yun didn't panic, there was still a smile on his face, but a cold light flickered in his eyes.

"Your Highness, I don't know, it will be Mrs. Fang's birthday in two days. My aunt used to take special care of my concubine. Now that I can enter the palace to serve Your Highness, I will repay her kindness. How can I not prepare a gift for my aunt's birthday?" Woolen cloth."

Having said that, Pei Yao understood what she meant.

This is to slap the Fang family in the face.

Pei Yao already knew Fang Yun's situation in the Fang family. Even if he entered the East Palace now, he was thrown in as an outcast. It was so unbearable, but it was condescending to reward them.

You can imagine how annoyed they will be.

Pei Yao looked at Fang Yun with a little more understanding in his eyes.

If it was interesting to watch Fang Jun and Fang Pei fight during the Southern Tour before, then seeing Fang Jun disgusting everyone in the Fang family now, Pei Yao felt a little bit looking forward to it.

Although he didn't know how much Fang Yun hated the other party's family in his heart, Pei Yao knew very well how much he hated Fang Hong deeply.

To humiliate his first wife is to humiliate Fang Hongshen, he is very happy to see it.

So Pei Yao had a smile on his face at this moment, walked up to the gift, and glanced up and down.

"The preparation is pretty good, I think it will be no worse than your first sister."

This is naturally referring to Fang Pei's share.

The Fang family took great pains to send her to the eldest prince as a concubine's first daughter.

As an abandoned son who jumped into the fire pit for Fang Pei, Fang Yun naturally had to live a better life than Fang Pei, so that he could slap them in the face more severely.

Fang Yun knew what he meant, and he also had his own calculations in his heart, so he also smiled and endured at this moment.

"The concubine's savings have been used to prepare these things. Naturally, I can't send someone else there. I must not lose face to Your Highness!"

Look at her little appearance that is about to praise me, she really wants to deceive people.

But who is Pei Yao, who can't understand the meaning behind this little woman's words?
Putting all his savings into it, and trying to save face for him, can he just sit and watch the woman on his head?

"You're a good boy again." Pei Yao teasingly raised an eyebrow at her.

He didn't take the initiative to say the reward, he just wanted to see if Fang Yun dared to ask him explicitly.

Otherwise, it would be boring, and it would be interesting if you had to tease it.

Fang Yun is not stupid, he can't see that His Royal Highness is trying to tease her, but Fang Yun really made such a face.

Immediately, she leaned over sticky, stretched out her hand to gently grab Pei Yao's sleeve, and shook it twice.

"Your Highness, please feel sorry for this concubine. If you reward the servant tomorrow, the concubine will have to pay for it with her own earrings."

Seeing that Pei Yao still didn't speak, but didn't shake off her hand, Fang Yun moved closer and continued to exert strength.

"The concubine will make a pair of shoes for His Royal Highness, and a sachet fan pendant, okay?"

She was bold enough to act like a spoiled child, and Pei Yao also benefited from it.

In the end, I couldn't help laughing.

"That's all, you're a little fox and you've become a spirit, there's nothing I can do about you, Hong Zheng!"

"The slave is here!"

"Go to the solitary warehouse to pick a few things to add to Fang Liangdi's gift, and take two boxes of broken silver."

Pei Yao ordered directly, and Hong Zheng responded, and went to do it when he was in a hurry.

And Fang Yun, who had benefited, was really good-looking this time, smiling sweetly, and pulling Pei Yao to look at the belt made for him.

If she wants money, she probably will do it this time.

There is no way out now, and Pei Yao just happens to be in a good mood, so he half-takes it as a fun thing to do, not something that he can often reach out for.

After killing the time for a while, it was time for bed.

The two wash separately.

When Fang Yun returned to the inner room in his pajamas, he saw that Pei Yao was already lying on the couch with his eyes closed, as if he had already rested.

I couldn't help wondering, I was tired during the day today, so I went to bed early?

Thinking of this, the steps under his feet slowed down a little.

Walking gently to the side of the couch, and leaning over to extinguish the candlestick by the bed, she heard Pei Yao's voice from the couch.

"Why did you take a bath for so long?"

Fang Yun turned his head, and saw the man on the couch slowly opened his eyes, and put down the scissors for cutting the candle wick in his hand first.

"The concubine has washed her hair, and it has been delayed for a while, but His Highness is sleepy? Is it the concubine who disturbed the highness to rest?"

While talking, Fang Yun put down the gauze curtain beside the bed, and sat down gently on the bed.

Pei Yao wanted to say, sleepy is indeed sleepy, but he hasn't wanted to rest yet.

Nothing to do.

Of course, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would certainly not say such words, so he just said calmly at this moment.

"It's getting late, go to sleep."

Hearing this, Fang Yun turned his head and looked at him carefully, only to see that Pei Yao had closed his eyes again.

Although I felt a little strange in my heart, I couldn't express it, so I had to get up again to turn off the light.

But this strange feeling was resolved immediately when he lay down.

It was hot in summer, so it was covered with a thin blanket, so when a hand was put on his waist, Fang Yun was keenly aware of it immediately.

But Pei Yao didn't say anything after just such a movement. Fang Yun thought that he was being reserved with her?

After struggling for a while, he boldly slipped sideways into Pei Yao's arms, seeing that he didn't refuse, he knew it in his heart.

Gritting her teeth, her heart broke, she got into Pei Yao's quilt, and stretched out her arms to wrap her arms around Pei Yao's waist.

Although her cheeks were hot, Fang Yun kept telling herself that she was a concubine, and serving others in Israel was not shameful and dignified, and that was a matter for a regular wife.

Sure enough, when she took the initiative to post it, Pei Yao finally made a move, turned against the customer, and pinned her down.

In the gauze tent, the figures are graceful and natural.

In fact, Fang Yun really misunderstood Pei Yao this time, he was not reserved, but he was afraid that it would be too late, Fang Yun would be sleepy, and he didn't want to get close to him.

There's no point in forcing this kind of thing.

But afterward, no one had the strength to think about it anymore. They were tired and hot. After a hasty wash, they made the bed again, and then lay down and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Pei Yao had to get up early to go to court.

Fang Yun was very sleepy, but he cheered up and waited for him to change his clothes and wash his clothes. Seeing his small appearance, Pei Yao wanted to laugh.

He thought that he was obviously the one who did the physical work yesterday, so why did Fang Yun look exhausted.

"Go back to sleep, Gu won't be here for breakfast." Pei Yao couldn't hold back, pinching Fang Yun's face.

Such a move scared Fang Yun's drowsiness away.

He stood up straight when he was busy, "It's okay, everything is ready in the small kitchen, I will wait on His Highness for dinner before leaving."

"No need, Gu is not hungry." Pei Yao smiled.

He raised his hand and patted Fang Yun's shoulder, and walked away.

Fang Yun was a little confused, but since Pei Yao had really left, she would naturally rest as soon as she could, and she could sleep for another half an hour when she got up without asking An.

(End of this chapter)