Chapter 1362

"Hum, you stinky girl who doesn't know how to be polite. You should have the same virtue with your master!"

Princess Zhaorong stares at Xiaoru's back, and murmurs. She slowly picks up the soup and is about to deliver it to her lips. Suddenly, she thinks that this soup is brought by that smelly girl. Who knows if she has moved her hands and feet like herself, or it's better not to drink it.

She put the hangover soup aside without touching it.

After a long time, why hasn't the cat appeared?

Princess Zhaorong waited left and right, but she didn't hear the cat barking in expectation. She began to be a little bit restless. Her back and buttocks seemed to be crawling with small insects, itching.

Especially on her back, the itch was so severe that she wanted to stretch out her hand to scratch it. But in front of the courtiers in the hall and the public, the princess of her hall scratched in public, which was too indecent.

She forced herself to hold back and took another sip of her glass. She thought it would be better to drink cold wine, but she did not know that the itching became more and more serious after drinking it.

Princess Zhaorong was so itchy that she could not help shrugging her shoulders.

The material of the snow silk dress was thin, soft and slippery, which was more comfortable than all the materials she had worn in her life. So she wore it close to her body that she didn't want to wear. When the smooth and soft material was stuck on her body, it was very comfortable, but now she was not so comfortable. The skin touched by the material began to itch.

It's like countless fluffy insects crawling all over her body, from chest to back, from abdomen to arms, crawling up and down her body, especially her back. It's really itching.

Princess Zhaorong couldn't help it any longer. She raised her arm to scratch her back, but the position of her back vest could not be reached.

"Zhaorong, what are you doing? Sit down for me

Ning Guogong's eyes swept and saw Zhaorong's scratchy posture. He frowned and scolded.

In front of and around him are surrounded by ministers who flatter him. Isn't it a disgrace for Zhao Rong to fall in the eyes of the public!

"Dad, my back is itchy. Please help me scratch it."

Princess Zhaorong didn't care about the people around her to cast their strange eyes. She scratched a few times, and then she couldn't stop.

The Duke of Ning's face sank and said angrily, "what's the standard! Zhaorong, do you drink too much wine? Wake up with some soup to wake up! "

When he saw his daughter writhing and shaking her body in a chair, he could see how ugly it would be. Especially when he saw that the ministers drinking wine on the table around him began to notice her, and he only felt hot on his face.

"Hey, you scratch for me, here, up, up again, yes, here it is!"

Princess Zhaorong grabbed several backs and began to scratch her arms. She was not satisfied all the time. She also ordered two or three maids to scratch for herself.

But more and more itching, as if those little caterpillars caught her heart, let her heart itch up.

"It's itching to death. Grab it hard. A little harder. Yes, it's comfortable. Good Comfortable, ah! It's hard, it's killing me! "

Princess Zhaorong tore her clothes and tore up her two long sleeves, revealing a pair of snow-white and pink arms. She did not look abnormal, but she felt itching from skin to bone.

"Zhaorong! What are you doing? Are you crazy? "

Ning Guogong looked at this scene, his face was full of anger, and he wanted to teach his daughter a lesson.

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