You are my spoiled wife: divine doctor concubine

Feng Yu would simply tie her hair into a male bun, that is, tie all her long hair on her head meticulously, but she wouldn't do it at all for a woman's bun.

The palace maids who had been waiting outside for a whole morning immediately swarmed in, quickly and well-trained to serve Fengyu to wash and tie her hair. They were secretly worried that Fengyu would get up so late and worry about the "tea" later.

When Feng Yu married, naturally there was a line of palace maids who will stay in the "King Xin's house" to serve Feng Yu and will not go back to the palace.

These palace maids were all chosen by Murong Ji. Murong Ji naturally won't tell them the real purpose of letting Fengyu marry. Of course, among these palace maids, there is no guarantee that there are no insiders placed by Murong Ji.

Feng Yu didn't want to take care of these for the time being. She sat in front of the dressing table and let the maid in waiting dress her up.

Several of the maids turned to the bed to tidy up the messy bed. A blood stained snow-white silk fell from the bed while the maids were tidying up the bed.

Feng Yu glanced through the mirror of the mirror and couldn't help but be slightly stunned. Then she looked reflexively at Xin mogo sitting at the table drinking tea. When did he put the bloody silk on the bed? A woman will be red the first night, but she doesn't, because it's not the first time for her. Does he want to be known that she is "unclean", don't want to spread any gossip, don't want to be pointed out, or do he want to protect her? Don't want her to be gossip?

The palace maid naturally knew what the blood on the silk was. Her face turned red. She quickly bent down to pick up the blood stained silk, and then folded it neatly and put it away.

The bed that had been wrapped all night was covered with traces of love. It was clear that the maids could not stop blushing as they quickly sorted out and put on new ones. It was not difficult to imagine what had happened here last night.

Xin mogo didn't speak or look at Feng Yu. He didn't seem to notice Feng Yu's eyes. He continued to drink tea. His handsome face was always as calm as water without any ups and downs.

Feng Yu looked at it. After watching it for half a day, she slowly took back her sight. She really couldn't grasp what Xin mogo was thinking?

At first, he wanted to kill her and strip her of her skin, cramp and ashes. But now, he not only designed her to marry him, but also forcibly occupied her again and again. For her... Everything that happened last night, that scene last night, and everything this morning, all clearly remained in Fengyu's mind. The body covered by his clothes was full of dense, deep and shallow "marks". What the hell does he want? What do you want to do to her?

"Well, princess, do you think it's ok?" Behind Feng Yu, the maid in waiting who quickly tied up her hair for Feng Yu asked in a low voice.

Feng Yu immediately returned to her mind, looked at the face with human skin face reflected in the mirror, stretched out her hand to close the collar of her robe, wanted to cover the trace on her neck, and said calmly: "very good, that's it."

The maid nodded, quickly put down the comb in her hand, and helped the sitting Fengyu to stand up.

Before Fengyu opened the door to let the maid in, she went to the hall and told Xin Haoyan that Fu Bo, who had just returned, stepped into the open room.