Daily life of the crown princess

Chapter 382

Although to some extent, it is true that there is nothing wrong with saying that.

It's just that there is a huge difference between him and the empress in his understanding of the three words of drunken madness.

Yesterday, he did drink on purpose.

It is precisely because he knows what he will do when he is drunk that he indulges himself.

If he was not drunk, he would probably not have the courage to say those words.

He said it when he was sober, and what he got in return was an irreversible rejection. He didn't know what he would do because of it.

"Empress, this son is not going to be drunk."

"Then what are you going to do?" Shen Shu glanced at him and said.

"My son went to sleep in Lanfang Pavilion."

Shen Shu raised her voice in disbelief, "Sleep?"

"You and Lan'er consummated the room last night?"

Although she knew that the possibility of this was very slim, Shen Shu still asked him with a glimmer of hope.

"Cough, not yet."

Shen Shu: "..."

The lonely man and the widow were in the same room, and they were still drunk, but in the end nothing happened.

Is it not, or not?

Because Jing Mo didn't like it, Shen Shu didn't arrange for him a maid to teach personnel affairs, and didn't even leave him a picture book.

It's just that even if the crown prince doesn't know how to do it, the princess concubine was instructed by her nanny before she got married, so it doesn't make sense that the princess wouldn't know it either.

Is it possible that it is not impossible, but not possible?

Thinking of this, Shen Shu regretted what she did at that time.

After all, if he had gone to the maid of personnel affairs earlier and found out that there was a problem, he might have been cured by now.

Shen Shu's face showed worry, and she didn't know if she could be cured at her age.

"Queen, can I show my son the wooden hairpin on your hair?" Jing Mo didn't know Shen Shu's worries at all, and looked at the peach hairpin with a bit of greed.

The top of the hairpin is carved in the shape of a peach blossom, and light pink gemstones are tied on it for decoration. The tassels are strung together with very small pearls and divided into three strands. At the end of each tassel is a purple jade bead.

Although Shen Shu didn't know why he suddenly asked this question, she hesitated for a few moments before taking off the hairpin.

I didn't forget to say, "If you can have a little bit of your father's thoughts, I can feel more at ease at this moment."

Jing Mo held the hairpin in his hand, and the envy in his heart became more and more envious. It would be great if he could have the craftsmanship of his father.

At that time, he will make a beautiful hairpin for Qingqing to wear all the time.

Probably because he was thinking about something in his heart, the strength in his hand was not very well controlled.

With a "click", the wooden hairpin was broken.

The end with the gemstone fell straight to the ground, the gemstone shattered, and the thread of the tassel broke, leaving a mess.

Shen Shu: "..."

Can't be killed, she is just such a son.

Can't be killed, can't be killed.

dear, dear.

Shen Shu softened her voice, and smiled slightly, "Are you tired of living and looking for death?"

Jing Mo: "..."

"My son is guilty."

Past experience told Jing Mo that at this time, he must not say anything else, as long as he persisted in admitting his mistakes, it was enough.

Seeing his expressionless face, without even moving his eyeballs, Shen Shu helplessly supported his forehead, "Forget it, why did I give birth to such a disgusting thing like you."

Er Jing Mo: "...mother, my son is guilty."

"What else would you say besides being guilty and guilty?" Shen Shu slapped the table next to her heavily and said angrily.

"My son will definitely change it next time."

(End of this chapter)