Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 1459 The Women of the Fan King
The inner room is a place to rest, and he put me on the bed and sat down with me. "From now on, this is where you will live."

While talking, a dozen or so gorgeously dressed women also came in, some brought water basins, some brought food boxes, and others just stood aside and watched quietly if they had no errands.

A woman brought the basin in front of me, and a fat woman next to me came over and helped me wash my hands.

She is not very beautiful, but she is dressed very charmingly and enchantingly, and her eyes look very charming.While rolling up my sleeves and washing them with water, she looked at me frequently, as if thinking about something.

After washing my hands, someone else removed the basin, and someone else held up a box exuding fragrance. She dipped some powder out of it and applied it on the back of my hand.

Wait for them to tidy up and step aside.I sniffed it curiously and almost sneezed. I like a light and faint fragrance, but this fragrance smells a bit strong.

King Fan reached out to hold my hand and found it was slightly cold, so he immediately turned his head and ordered: "Bring more charcoal basins in."

This place is located on a plateau, and the wind is strong, and even the houses here have a gloomy and cold chill.After a while, the daughters brought in braziers. There were two braziers in the room, but now they were lined up in the corners. Gradually, the room became warmer.

The size of the room is not small, but crowded with many women, it took up half of the space at once. Surrounded by dozens of lines of sight, I feel a bit like aliens who have come to the earth, and they can see through them inside and out.

"My lord, let Madam take a rest first, I must be tired after traveling so far." The fat and enchanting woman said, and she gave the king a charming look by the way.

Several women next to him also ordered and persuaded.Hearing what they all said, King Fan got up and helped me, and I followed his gestures and lay down. He actually knew how to carefully press the corners of the quilt. "You rest first, someone will call you later."

As he said that, he bent down with his hands on both sides of the pillow as if he wanted to kiss me. I hurriedly pressed against his sinking chest, and asked as if I suddenly remembered something: "Well, am I going to attend the evening ceremony too? banquet?"

(End of this chapter)