Solitary pet

Chapter 177

She put her arms around his neck and said coquettishly, "husband, good morning, my body is so sore and hurts."

"That's it." His hands began to wander on her body, and his voice was smiling: "The husband will squeeze it for you."

He Sheng laughed and avoided his hand, "I don't want it, you must want to do something shameful again!"

Shen Hao pulled her under the quilt, "Could it be that you are the worm in my stomach, even such a secret thought can be guessed."

She jumped to the end of the bed, and he rushed over immediately after.

The husband and wife chased after each other, and soon became entangled again.

He held her face in his hands, as if he was going to kiss her.

He Sheng refused to let him go, and raised his voice: "I don't want to kiss anymore, let's wash up first, I'm so hungry."

Shen Hao reluctantly got off her body.

"Then let's have breakfast first, and when we're full, shall we kiss again?"

He Sheng nodded his head like a rattle, "Kiss, kiss, kiss whatever you want."

As long as she fills her stomach first, everything after that can be discussed!

Probably because the concubine De concubine was eager to beg Sun, the outer hall was locked from the outside, and the palace people were ordered to bring three meals a day, and everyone in the hall was removed, leaving only the two of them.

Shen Hao was happy to be at leisure, the saint gave him more than half a month's leave, and there were only him and his A Sheng in the whole palace, what a wonderful thing.

He Sheng also felt that it didn't matter, anyway, staying with the prince would not be boring.

The two happily hugged each other, Shen Hao fed her and changed her clothes, so he didn't let her do anything that he could do for her.

Not even letting her take a step down the ground—he was carrying her or holding her.

The main hall is very large, with a unique and elegant interior layout. There is a study room in the east, a flower and bird room in the west, and even a small garden in the south.

They had breakfast, Shen Hao asked her where she wanted to go, she thought about it, and said to go to the study.

Shen Hao carried her on his back, and went to the study while humming the ditties she liked to hear.

Although this study room is not as large as Shuzhong Pavilion, it is also an encyclopedia, with everything you need, less ancient books, and more current books.

She can read now, but she doesn't like to read those books about Zheye, they are too obscure and difficult to understand, not as relaxed and interesting as operas.

After picking out a few scripts, she began to babble.

Shen Hao picked out a book by himself and read it.

Listening to her unfamiliar sentences, but it is very interesting.

In the middle of reading, she was thirsty, so Shen Hao put down the book and served her tea.

After moistening her throat, an idea popped up in her mind, and she pulled his sleeve: "It's not fun for me to read alone, why don't we do it together."

Shen Hao chuckled: "What's the meaning of reading, let's choose a passage and sing the lyrics."

When He Sheng heard it, his eyes sparkled, "Okay." She thought of something, and her eyes darkened: "But I can't sing."

Shen Hao embraced her, "It doesn't matter if you don't know how to sing, I don't know how to sing either. I'm an outsider anyway, so I set the tune and sing by myself."

He took the playbook, picked a passage at random, and hummed softly.

His voice is full of magnetism, and the ordinary libretto is sung from his mouth, which feels like a famous song.

The book they chose was written by a master opera master in the former dynasty. It tells the story of two men and women who love each other because their identities are too different, and they are finally beaten by their families.

He Sheng finished reading the book, feeling sad from it.

The first half of the story is similar to what happened to her, but the second half is completely different.It was her luck that she met Shen Hao.

Seeing her worried face, Shen Hao hurriedly picked up the book and threw it aside: "Don't read this one, let's choose another one."

He led her to choose a happy-go-lucky script, and the two of them started singing one sentence at a time.

Lang Youqing concubine is interested, and she sings with a graceful tone. Although she has no rules, she herself feels that she sings much better than those singers on the stage.

There is still February, and Concubine De's birthday is approaching.

He Sheng thought of a good idea, but he didn't know if the talisman was in line with etiquette, so he asked him tentatively: "On my mother-in-law's birthday, let's compose a birthday song and present it on stage in person, and dedicate it to her, okay?"

This is a good idea, Shen Hao agreed immediately.

He Sheng grabbed his arm, tilted his head and said, "Then it's settled, after you finish your business every day, you will spend half an hour practicing with me."

Shen Hao nodded.

(End of this chapter)