Sweet concubine ninety-nine

Chapter 39 Only She Is Special 4
It's just that when her palm fell, Bei Chenyue's body was still slightly stiff.

Because her warm palm landed on his thigh impartially.

Bei Chenyue looked at Mu Jiujiu with a stiff expression, and said in a voice full of discomfort, "Move your hand down a bit."

"Ah?" Mu Jiujiu was startled for a moment, then immediately moved her palm down to his knee and said, "Is it okay to put it here?"

"Hmm..." Bei Chenyue blushed slightly, and responded in a low voice.

Mu Jiujiu lowered her head, silently looking at her hands on someone's lap.

Why does this guy have to put his hands on his legs himself? ?

It's okay to put it on your lap, why do you have to put it on your lap? ?
Could it be that he got old cold legs at a young age? ?Knee pain after a little wind? ?
The more Mu Jiujiu thought about it, the more she felt that this possibility was very high.

I heard earlier that the Ninth Prince of Beichen Kingdom was brave and good at fighting. When the Northwest border rebelled, the Ninth Prince led an army of [-] to the border and guarded Xia City in the northwest for a year and a half.

The summer city in the northwest is a place of severe cold. There are at least nine months of a year when there is snow and the ground is covered with ice. Only three months are when the climate is slightly warmer, but the slightly warmer weather is not conducive to growing up. For Mu Jiujiu, who lives in a warm and humid place in the south of the Yangtze River, the climate is probably about the same as early winter.

Hey... so pitiful...

Mu Jiujiu sighed softly in his heart, His Royal Highness, the King of Yue, had old cold legs before he reached double tenth, what should he do when he really gets old...

Bei Chenyue didn't know what Mu Jiujiu was thinking at the moment, he just felt that ever since she put her hands on his knees, there seemed to be a warm force in her knees, slowly spreading along her legs.

At first, he still felt weak and exhausted, but gradually, he felt much more energetic.

Just when the two of them were thinking about their own thoughts, Blast suddenly rushed in from outside the courtyard, clasped his fists and saluted Bei Chenyue excitedly, and said, "Your Highness, Your Highness, Yan Feiyun, General Yan has returned to Beijing triumphantly, he As soon as Sheng came out of the palace, he rushed towards our palace in a hurry."

"Feiyun is here?" Bei Chenyue's eyes lit up immediately after hearing the name, and a smile finally appeared on his originally gloomy and indifferent cheeks: "For he still has a conscience."

"So, Your Highness..." Hai Feng was about to ask Bei Chenyue if he wanted to change into a coat for meeting guests, but his eyes fell on Mu Jiujiu's hands on His Highness's knees involuntarily.

What... what is this doing? ?

Haifeng looked at Mu Jiujiu with puzzled eyes and kept his posture motionless, forgetting what he wanted to ask just now.

"What's wrong with this king?" Bei Chenyue said coldly after noticing Blast's gaze, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.

"Oh, Your Highness, do you want to change into formal clothes for meeting guests?" Gai Feng came back to his senses, and asked Bei Chenyue with his fists in his hands, bowing his head.

Bei Chenyue was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No need, this king and Feiyun grew up together since childhood, and now that this king is in poor health, there is no need to care about these innocuous etiquette."

"Yes." Gale Feng nodded in response.

(End of this chapter)