Love in Xuancheng

Luo Yu slowly moved and looked back at her prince step by step. She hoped that the prince could think clearly and call her before she went out. As a result, she didn't hear any sound until she covered the door and wanted to leave.

Shen Xingyue looked at Feng moye like a good play. Feng moye was calm and calm as usual. He slowly walked to the bedside, opened the quilt, held her to the bedside, put her down, put on embroidered boots, helped her stand up, took her clothes and skirts, put them on one by one in an orderly way, smoothed them, held her to the dressing table, sat down, twisted his veil and cleaned her face carefully, Shen Xingyue's face is carved with jade. Naturally, there is no need to put on makeup. Just apply moisturizing jade muscle cream.

After he had finished all this, he picked up the wooden comb and tied her hair calmly and skillfully. Shen Xingyue was stunned and shocked. His skill almost surpassed that of the old Qiao Niang around Mrs. Shen. Even picking jade and Luoyu are not half as good as him.

"Wang Ye --" Shen Xingyue turned her head and widened her eyes. She looked at the wind like a monster. "Are you the Wang Ye?"

"Why? Isn't the princess satisfied?" Feng moye couldn't understand her eyes.

"Why are you so skillful in doing these things?" Shen Xingyue frowned and asked, "do you often do this for other women?" otherwise, how could it be so easy! Shen Xingyue's last sentence was unspoken.

When Luo Chen heard this, he really wanted to rush in and clarify for the master. The master practiced with his subordinates every day after the princess got drunk in the garden that day. Only then can he have today's proficiency and calmness.

Feng moye was overjoyed. "Is the princess jealous?"

"Cut! Narcissism!" Shen Xingyue felt embarrassed. How could he ask such an idiot question and make him misunderstand!

"I have an alcoholic wife who often drinks unconscious, so I can only bear more." Feng moye hugged her from behind, leaned over and put her head on her shoulder, looked at Shen Xingyue in the mirror and explained with a smile. "How's it going? Are you ready to go?"

Shen Xingyue was very uncomfortable by his burning eyes, and gave an urgent "um". Feng moye turned around, his arms flexibly passed through his legs and directly picked her up.

"You put me down, I'm not paralyzed, and I can walk!" Shen Xingyue was angry and angry. He hugged and hugged in the room and endured it. He was deliberately looking for something to see how he would make a fool of himself. What do you mean by hugging now? How hard it is to be seen!

Feng moye stopped. "Are you sure you want to go by yourself? Don't regret asking the king to hold you again!"

Shen Xingyue saw that Feng moye didn't seem to be joking. She began to feel a little weak in her heart. She couldn't help reaching out and stroking her still aching chest. She remembered the scene in the garden yesterday and punched Feng moye angrily. "Aren't you obsessed with the woman in pink? Hold her! I don't want you to hold her, I won't beg you even if I climb!"

Feng moye raised his head slightly, closed his eyes, raised his feet in silence and walked out.

Shen Xingyue put her face into his arms. She really wanted to slap herself to death. It's a shame! Why do you always say these inexplicable words? I clearly don't think so! Obviously, I just want to revenge him and arouse my painful hatred! How can it be said that it is full of taste? It seems that you really have to take care of this mouth in the future. Try to speak less!

"The king didn't look at her. At that time, because he was angry and depressed, he accidentally caught a glimpse of pink and stood there with a little peace in his heart. At that time, the king's mind was full of scenes that you pushed the king away, so he didn't hear the call of the king of Qi in time. It was the king's fault, and the princess should be blamed." Feng moye explained faintly.