The little daughter-in-law of the palace

Chapter 361 King Xiang has a dream, but the goddess has no heart (2)
At this moment, Cheng Yu's mind was mostly on his wife's plump figure, and he didn't carefully distinguish her expression. Knowing that the sisters' conversation had nothing to do with King Ding, he started to work as he wanted.He knew about the fact that Ding Wang and Ning Zhu came together in the morning, but Ding Wang came early to Xingshi to question his crimes because he refused to go drinking with him yesterday. Cheng Yu was slightly suspicious at first, but his wife didn't mention it, so he was relieved.

When the couple hid in the brocade tent and were intimate, King Ding also lay down on his own bed, his eyes were looking at the top of the bed, his mind was full of Ningzhu's pretty figure.

She is only thirteen, how could he like her?

But I don't like it, why do I always want to see her?Even the one who dreamed was her, with an ordinary figure, he couldn't figure out how he could hug her in his dream when he woke up.

King Ding saw it, and she didn't know why she alienated him. He wanted to run over to ask for several nights, but he promised her that he would never see her at night again, because she was a big girl, so she didn't want to see her. And scratching my heart and lungs.

Closing his eyes, King Ding smiled wryly and shook his head.

In fact, he knows what he wants, but he is not qualified to ask for it.Xiao Tong is the concubine his father chose for him. No matter how much he doesn't like her, she has no reason to divorce her. He has to find a reason, but that's too bullying. Bullying Xiao Tong, a dull woman, bullying Xiao Tong's natal family.He married Xiao Tong because he was ordered, and he never thought of taking advantage of Xiao Tong's father's influence as the Minister of the Household Department, but he also couldn't take the initiative to make an enemy for himself, if he divorced Xiao Tong for no reason, the Xiao family would be happy?
Concubine...

Not to mention Cheng Yu's disapproval, he himself was reluctant to wrong her. She is innocent and should be held in his hands and cared for.

So he can only meet her when he can't help it, and stare at her to make her forget him, and he can't do anything else.

If you want to blame, blame her for being too young. If she was a big girl like her sister when they first met, he would be like Cheng Yu, and he would marry her after he set his sights on her.Perhaps, she could also be blamed for not being beautiful enough. If she had attracted him at the age of eight, he would have taken her home and raised her for a few years before marrying her as his concubine.

She should really be blamed. If she was a little less cute, he would have ruthlessly snatched her into the mansion regardless of her thoughts.

Turning over, Ding Wang murmured and scolded her several times before falling asleep under the influence of alcohol.

After Brother Yuan's full moon passed, the sky became warmer day by day.

At dawn, it was still dark, Hanzhu was kneeling on the bed, she didn't know if it was because the weather was getting warmer, or it was because Cheng Yu did something embarrassing, she didn't feel cold even without a middle coat, but she was afraid that he would be late entering the palace, so she trembled Urging him loudly, "Hurry up..."

Cheng Yu patted her punishingly, "Who is to blame?"

He likes her fat. She hasn't fully recovered. It's convenient for her to do certain things when she is fat. However, she is disobedient and insists on letting Si Mama rub her stomach for her. She also does something to make her lose weight quickly. Weird moves, I don't know how many times he practiced secretly while he was in the palace during the day, in just ten days, she lost a lot of flesh.

Feeling resentful in his heart, he exerted more strength on his hands, and after cleaning her legs, he realized that there were many fingerprints of his fingers on them.Cheng Yu blamed himself a little, and softly apologized to her, "Does it hurt? It won't be like this in the future."

The skin on Hanzhu's body is delicate, and a little effort will leave marks, but it really doesn't hurt much.

"Go, it's going to be late." She pulled the quilt to cover herself, and urged her loudly.

(End of this chapter)