The ugly concubine of the foolish king

Chapter 20, on the wedding bed, Feng Yuchen covered his vitals, jumped up from the bed, and screamed in his mouth.

"Princess, why are you kicking the place where I pee? Huh..." Regardless of whether it was true or not, he burst into tears.

Seeing his appearance like this, Shang Qing'er felt a real headache.

How could she marry a fool?Moreover, it's so silly and bizarre.

"Feng Yuchen, you've gone too far." Shang Qing'er cursed half-truthfully, the blush on her face hadn't completely faded away.The majesty on the small face makes people feel particularly beautiful.

"Princess, you are bad, you are bad... I don't like you anymore." Feng Yuchen covered his vitals with one hand, wiped away his tears with the other, and jumped up and down on the bed.

However, the bed wasn't too big, and it wasn't very strong. After being bounced up and down by the big man Feng Yuchen, it finally ended its mission.

With just a "bang", the bed sank, and at the same time, Shang Qing'er and Feng Yuchen also fell on the bed as the bed sank.

"Ah...it wasn't an earthquake." Shang Qing'er's heart was pounding in fright. At this moment, she didn't even notice that a certain man's big hand seemed to be still resting on top of her tower.

"Princess, I'm so scared." Feng Yuchen said, on the broken bed, he intentionally sent his body to Shang Qing'er's arms, and Shang Qing'er reached out and stroked his back.

Shang Qing'er would feel extremely disgusted if these words were spoken from a normal person's mouth, but if they were spoken from a fool's mouth, it would be easy to arouse sympathy from others.

After a while, Shang Qing'er realized that it was not an earthquake, but just a bed. Thinking of the current situation, she was so angry that she was speechless.

"Okay, I'm up, it's not an earthquake, it's the bed, it's all your fault, what are you doing on the bed?" Shang Qing'er suddenly pushed Feng Yuchen, but, although Feng Yuchen is a fool However, his body is mighty and tall, with Shang Qinger's slender strength, there is no way to shake him.

"Princess, can't you be gentler? Why do you always hit people?" Feng Yuchen's mouth curled into a faint smile, but it soon turned into a smirk.

"Gentle your head? Get up quickly, you're crushing my old lady." Shang Qing'er was furious. At this moment, she realized that tonight, she was completely exhausted by Feng Yuchen, a fool. .

"Oh." Feng Yuchen stood up unhappily, and the two of them walked out of the broken bed in a hurry. Seeing that the supposedly gorgeous wedding bed was broken in two, Shang Qinger It's a pity for a while. If this bed is moved to the 21st century, I think it will be worth a few dollars.

Rubbing her old waist, Shang Qing'er was quite speechless, this bed is too weak, how can it be broken immediately?If it's broken, it's broken, it shouldn't hurt my old waist so much.She stretched out her foot, pointed at the remnant bed, and kicked it.

"Where are you going to sleep tonight? Are you still jumping?" Shang Qing'er complained to Feng Yuchen, looking around the room, there was only one small couch left, and such a small couch was not enough for two people to sleep.

"Princess, do you have a backache? Can I press it for you?" Feng Yuchen seemed to be particularly interested in Shang Qinger's waist. He stretched out his hand and pulled Shang Qinger to his side. , buckled Shang Qing'er's waist, and pressed it down in a flash.

However, his technique was quite good, and in the blink of an eye, the pain in Shang Qing'er's waist was reduced a little.

Not long after, both Hongzhuang and Baozhen heard something strange in the room. The two of them dressed simply and rushed into the new room. As soon as they opened the door, they saw Feng Yuchen helping Shang Qing'er to press his waist.

The faces of the two innocent little girls immediately turned red, especially Baozhen, she has been in the palace for three years, when has she ever seen the silly king be so gentle?

"My lord, my concubine, what's the matter?" Hong Zhuang ran to Shang Qinger's side in a panic, and asked with concern.

"The two of us crushed the bed." Feng Yuchen replied foolishly, and a black cloud immediately appeared on Shang Qing'er's face.

This crushed the bed. If it is a normal way of thinking, the bodies of the two people are too heavy for the bed itself to bear.

But what if you don't think in the normal way?Does it have a different charm?

Upon hearing this, Hong Zhuang and Bao Zhen's faces turned even redder, especially Bao Zhen, who covered his face and smiled lightly, the reason for this, this little girl who thinks about spring, also knows the reason.

"Feng Yuchen, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb." Shang Qing'er was displeased, this fool really dares to say anything.

"The two of us were the ones who pushed the bed down, and I even put it on top of you, causing you to twist your waist..." Feng Yuchen muttered, but he spoke in a very low voice.

Both Hongzhuang and Baozhen could tell that the silly king was quite afraid of Shang Qing'er.

"Baozhen, find some people tomorrow to dismantle the bed and throw it out. Hong Zhuang, you are in charge of finding housekeeper Mo and asking him to arrange a new bed. It must be firm." Finally, Shang Qinger reluctantly ordered up.

"Yes, Concubine." Baozhen and Hongzhuang covered their mouths and smiled, moreover, they smiled without saying a word. Can Shang Qinger not understand the deep meaning in this?

Forget it, she was ashamed and thrown home.I believe that when they come to change the bed tomorrow, those servants will be even more imaginative.Even if she could shut the mouths of the two little girls in front of her, she couldn't shut the mouths of other people.

"Princess, where are we going to sleep tonight? The bed is full, I'm so sleepy." Feng Yuchen pouted and asked about Shang Qing'er.

"You sleep on the couch, I'll go find Hongzhuang and make do with it overnight." All Shang Qing'er could think of was such a solution.She pointed to the small couch in the room and started talking.

"But, people will be afraid." Feng Yuchen held Shang Qing'er's little hand, quite reluctantly.

"Afraid of your size?" She scolded angrily, but she didn't dare to sleep in the same bed with this fool anymore. Although he was stupid, his body was not stupid. She definitely didn't want to be taken advantage of by others. Happened again.

"Princess, the little girl in the cubicle is timid, she shares the same bed with me, it's not easy to take in the concubine." Hong Zhuang replied calmly.

"Then I'll share the bed with Baozhen." Shang Qing'er said again.

"Princess, I'm dishonest when I sleep and I'll kick you. You should just stay on this small couch and make do with the prince for one night." Baozhen also refused.

As a servant, it is quite immoral to disturb the intimacy of the masters.

"Princess, you can sleep here with me, I won't touch you again, okay?" Feng Yuchen said with a slightly pleading tone, how pitiful it was, one couldn't bear to refuse.

"Princess, you should sleep in the same bed with the prince. If you sleep in separate beds, and let some servants who have a lot of things see it, it's time to decide the right and wrong. It's getting late, the prince and princess should go to bed earlier." Zhen had an idea, pulled the red makeup and left the room. After leaving the room, the two little girls laughed flamboyantly outside the door.

Shang Qing'er was so angry that she couldn't do anything about it. At this moment, she really hated these two inhumane guys. Just as she was thinking about it, she saw Feng Yuchen was already asleep on the small couch in her underwear. Shang Qing He patted his head, and leaned against the corner of the couch helplessly, and lay down his body.