Ten Miles of Red Makeup: The Legend of Ming Yu

Chapter 191
Chu Mochen smiled, dimly reflected under the dimly lit candle, that beautiful and charming smile made people feel agitated, and Xi'er didn't dare to look at it, only listening to his mellow voice, "Then why don't you have the awareness to be the concubine of Prince Zhennan?"

This guy is definitely picky, she is the princess of Zhennan Wang, but she is just the princess of Chongxi, okay, what kind of consciousness does she want, she is so sleepy that her eyelids are fighting, he still won't let her sleep, no The game was over, Mingyu felt that her bottom line was challenged, she suddenly lifted the quilt, and stared at him with a pair of clear eyes, "Brother, what exactly do you want?!"

Xi'er covered her face, she could not wait to pounce on the mouth of Wu Ming's concubine, the son of the world is the most hated to hear the word "big brother", why did the girl mention it, she is pulling the hair of a tiger.

Looking at Chu Mochen's black, varnish handsome face under the candlelight, she realized later, really, she didn't mean anything else by calling him big brother, it was just a respectful title, but he did, and he could still eat her alive no.

Ming concubine raised her neck without any fear, Chu Mochen sat on the bed and met her eyes, in the baggy underwear, she could see the snow-white collarbone, and there was a trace of peaks and peaks, her angry eyes were more shining than the sky The star was still dazzling, he rolled his throat, and said, "I want to sleep on the floor!"

It's not a consultation, but an order, which is outrageously domineering, but Mingyu only thinks that he has a hole in his head.

Don't let him sleep on the bed, he fights for the bed, let him have the bed because of his inconvenient legs, and he wants to fight with her to sleep on the floor, this guy is definitely used to being loved by others, if you don't follow him, he will His hair was covered with thorns, and he felt uncomfortable. After a while, she really fell into bed, and he probably had to fight her for the bed again. Are you tired?

Unavoidably there would be another dispute, Ming concubine told Xi'er, "Since Shizi wants to sleep on the floor, prepare a mattress for him."

Xi'er was dumbfounded, "What about the bed?"

Mingyu yawned, "It's either empty, or you sleep."

Xi'er was in a mess, the son and the concubine made the floor, and let her a little servant girl sleep on the big red sandalwood auspicious wishful bed, would she be able to sleep? Only her daughter could say this.

The gods fought, and the little ghost suffered, Xi'er resigned to her fate and went to hug the quilt and spread the quilt beside Ming Concubine. Seeing that they were too close, Ming Concubine waved her hands and said, "Stay far away, lest I roll over and kick him." leg."

Xi'er obeyed obediently.

When the work was over, Xi'er helped Chu Mochen to sleep again, and as soon as he lay down, Ming concubine turned over in a hurry, and gave him a slap on the back of the head.

Chu Mochen's face turned green, he turned his back, and gave Ming Concubine the back of his head.

Xi'er, "..."

Silently, Xi'er turned around and extinguished the candles, leaving only two candles at a distance, then yawned and went down to rest.

A good night's sleep, not even a dream.

Waking up in the morning, her neck was itchy. Ming concubine wanted to stretch out her hand to scratch it, but she couldn't lift it up. She tried harder, but still failed.

Dazed for a moment, Ming concubine's eyes suddenly opened, and when she turned her head, she saw a handsome face infinitely magnified in front of her eyes, a face with sharp edges, flawless, straight nose, raised roots, face like creamy fat, lips like spots Zhu, his eyebrows are picturesque, especially when you look at him from such a close distance, his eyes are like scallops slightly closed, and the slender eyelashes cast a faint blue shadow, which makes people envious and jealous.

For a moment, Ming concubine stared blankly, the man's lips curled slightly, and a faint smile flowed out, like dew on a morning flower, and frost on a jade plate, "Does it look good?"

He opened his eyes, his eyes were like morning stars, radiant with brilliance, unparalleled in style, Ming concubine was stunned, and murmured, "It looks good."

But after saying these two words, she was shocked, sat up suddenly, and said, "Who told you to sleep on my side?!"

Chu Mochen lay still, looking at the ceiling, "Misunderstand me early in the morning, okay?"

Ming concubine looked back and saw her mattress. She was sleeping on Chu Mochen's floor. She misunderstood him, and her cheeks blushed a little. She was about to move back, but when she thought of something, she kicked it , said, "Don't fool me, tell me why the two quilts are so close together?"

Last night, she was afraid of kicking his legs, so she deliberately kept Xi'er away by a full meter, but now, there is no gap between the two quilts, so she wanted to ask, how did she sleep? On the quilt, even the person rolled into his arms with the quilt!
Ming concubine was aggressive, while a certain man covered his feet and said, "The leg is broken."

Ming concubine wished to bite him to death, she gritted her teeth and roared, "I kicked your thigh, are you made of tofu?!"

Outside the house, Mother Zhou passed by, and just heard what Ming concubine said, she frowned fiercely, why did the concubine kick up the son, and said that the son was tofu, thanks to the early morning, the maids were afraid It was so close that they dared not come close to rest, and the servant girl would listen to it, and it was another disturbance.

Mother Zhou sighed, raised her hand and knocked on the door.

There was a knock on the door, and Ming Concubine's fiery eyes seemed to have been doused by ice water, and they disappeared instantly, and there was a vague voice from outside the house, Zhou's mother said, "Why is the imperial concubine so bad-tempered? I usually try to persuade her more, every lady should be gentle and pure."

Xi'er nodded in response.

Inside the room, Chu Mochen glanced up and down Ming Concubine, while rubbing his kicked thigh, which didn't hurt so much, while looking at Ming Concubine with eyes that could make everyone a lady, Ming Concubine said fiercely, "Look again, I'll goug your eyeballs! "

Chu Mochen looked at her with her teeth and claws open and she had to worry about eavesdropping outside the door. The look in her eyes might not even know how dazzling she was, so Chu Mochen decided to tease her, "The lady is really willing to dig out the husband's husband." Is it the pearl eye?"

She really knows how to put gold on her face, so bright that she almost blinds people's eyes, Ming concubine rolled her eyes and said, "I want to scrape a few vats of gold from your face more than gouging out your eyeballs."

Outside the house, the dark guard is leaning against the big tree. Will he wake up from the bickering between the son and the concubine in the morning, but the concubine scolds people so fresh and refined, just like the morning air, it makes people wonder uplifting.

Although he was scolded for being thick-skinned and put gold on his face, Chu Mochen was not angry at all, his rose-colored lips evoked a beautiful and charming smile, "My lady loves money so much, but she treats her husband more than her husband?" As gold, it seems that being a husband still holds a lot of weight in a lady's heart."

Ming concubine Bibo circulated, and said with a sweet smile, "Although I love money, sometimes I treat money like dung."

Xi'er, who opened the door and came in, heard this, her heart skipped a beat, and she saw Chu Mochen's face as dark as night at a glance. Xi'er was afraid, if this continues, will the prince and concubine be together one day? They started fighting when they disagreed, and she walked forward cautiously, and heard Chu Mochen clenching his teeth, and jumped out word by word, "Is the imperial concubine planning to take the 20 taels of dung?"

(End of this chapter)