The ugly concubine of the foolish king

Chapter 19, Nanny Sun walked forward, and Hong Zhuang followed in. Seeing Hong Zhuang's face, Shang Qing'er felt a little strange.

"Miss, drink tea." Hong Zhuang knew that she had made a mistake, so she was extra careful in front of Shang Qing'er.

"Don't drink." Shang Qing'er stretched out her hand and pushed, Hong Zhuang made herself feel bored, so she had to stand aside, waiting for Shang Qing'er to deal with it.

"Where have you been all day today? Why did you disappear for a day when you were asked to watch the house?" Shang Qing'er's tone was as calm as possible.After all, it's easy to say that Hong Zhuang was also the girl before this body of hers. Although Shang Qing'er still doesn't know much about Hong Zhuang, she still takes care of her a little bit.

"Miss, my mother suddenly fell ill, so I asked someone to send a message to the palace. I was worried about my mother's illness, so I hurried back." When Hong Zhuang said this, her eyes kept flickering. Flashing, Shang Qing'er knew it wasn't the truth as soon as she heard it.However, now she doesn't want to expose her.

"How is your mother now?" Shang Qing'er asked again, she was very concerned about Hongzhuang.

Hongzhuang felt that Shang Qinger believed her lie, so, naturally, she relaxed.

"Thank you for your concern, miss. It's all right now." Shang Qing'er asked naturally, and Hong Zhuang answered naturally.

"Well, go to the account and pay some money, take it back and let her use it for medical treatment." Shang Qing'er whispered.

"Thank you, miss." Hong Zhuang knelt down, and it was obvious that she was quite grateful to Shang Qinger. In her opinion, there was a big difference between Shang Qinger before she got married and Shang Qinger after she got married. It's the same, and she can't explain why it's different.

"I'm tired, go get me some water." Shang Qing'er propped her head up with her hands, there were too many things going on in the mansion these days, she had to sort out her thoughts.

Hong Zhuang backed out, at this moment, Baozhen walked in, when she passed by Hong Zhuang, she couldn't help but look at Hong Zhuang a few more times.

"Princess, I think Hongzhuang seems to have something to do today. Are you not very happy?" Baozhen's words just reminded Shang Qinger, and when she thought about it carefully, it was true.

Come to think of it, it was only a few days since I had been in contact with Hongzhuang. From Shang Qinger's previous life, Hongzhuang belonged to a girl with a very straight mind and temper, and she rarely felt sad. Because of her mother's illness, she was concerned, and this is still reasonable, if not?

"Well, her mother is ill. I have already told her to go to the accounting room to pay some money, and use it first." Shang Qing'er said.

"Oh." Baozhen snorted.

Shang Qing'er after cleaning up.Back in the inner room, she and Feng Yuchen were in the same room for the past three days. Although they said they were in the same room, they slept on separate beds. Whenever Shang Qinger wanted to When sleeping, she always likes to sit in front of Feng Yuchen's bed and look at him carefully. The expression on his face is as pure as a child's, so pure that Shang Qing'er can't help but want to protect him.

"Go to sleep, hey, your life is really easy." Shang Qing'er is very envious of Feng Yuchen's way of life, she doesn't worry about anything, she just thinks about playing every day, and if she wants to live like him, There are not many people who can pass it.

Looking at his face, for no reason, Shang Qing'er wanted to reach out and touch it. It felt really good to think about it. Just looking at his face, it was so handsome. From time to time, he would lick his mouth, fully expressing his childishness.Seeing Shang Qing'er felt a heartbeat.

Maybe it's been a long time, but she fell asleep leaning on Feng Yuchen's arm. After she let out a slight cry, Feng Yuchen opened her eyes, stood up gently, and lifted her up. body, and placed her beside him.Then, he pulled up the brocade quilt on the bed and covered her body.

In the dream, Shang Qing'er only felt that at some point, she had extra hands on her body, touching and touching her chest, feeling like taking advantage of her, as if she had just traveled through time that day. .

That feeling was so beautiful, numb, and crisp, that Shang Qing'er, who was sleeping, didn't want to wake up. She felt like she was dreaming.In the dream, there was a man as handsome as Feng Yuchen.Chic, he held her hand tightly, hugged her into his arms, and gently rubbed her body.

She woke up with a start.But found that, at some point, she actually fell asleep in Feng Yuchen's arms, and Feng Yuchen's handsome face was just touching her chin, firmly placed on her chest, just Even the hot air she exhaled was touching her beautiful skin.

Her whole face suddenly turned red, and she felt that she had to struggle to get away, otherwise, Feng Yuchen would take advantage of her.

However, the more she struggled, the tighter the big hands that hugged her became tighter, wishing to tie her into his own life and eat her up completely.

Feng Yuchen, who was sleeping, blushed and even touched Shang Qing'er's chest. Moreover, when he was raving, the words he said made people blush and heartbeat.

"Dead man, let me go, aren't you taking advantage of my mother?" For a moment, Shang Qing'er wondered whether this man was really stupid or not. If he was really stupid, how could he be so stupid? Hold yourself, but, if he is pretending to be stupid, how can he say such a sentence that a fool can say?

"Princess..." Feng Yuchen continued to babble, and this time, he even touched his lips. A beautiful feeling rose from the bottom of Shang Qing'er's heart, and her whole body trembled involuntarily. She felt that somewhere in her body seemed to be gnawed by ants, making her unable to hold herself.

As a modern person, she understood what this meant, and her little face completely flushed with Feng Yuchen's intimate gesture.

"Damn man, dead fool, don't play tricks on me, let me go..." But seeing her lift her leg and kick under the quilt, hitting someone's vital point, she kicked the man on the bed awake And, clutching a certain vital point, jumped up on the bed.