Chapter 422

The hot air in the bath is steaming up. Feng Zhiwei is a little amused to think that it took only half an hour tonight to soak the tub twice.

Thinking of the bathtub half an hour ago, she was shocked. When a light and shadow swept in her mind, her face turned red and stopped. She felt embarrassed for a moment. She felt that the woman was standing stiffly behind her. She was not comfortable. She wanted to find something to break the silence. She coughed and said, "you are The concubine of his Highness the king of Chu? "

What are you doing? Is it necessary to ask? There is also their own boring, what gossip is not easy to say, how a mouth to ask this.

The woman did not immediately answer, standing there in silence.

It is surrounded by dense white air, and the window lattice is covered with fine water light. There is only a slight sound of water stirring in the silence. It is strange in the silence, like a dream that can't be broken and is dead pressed on people's mind.

After a long time, Feng Zhiwei heard the woman behind her seem to smile, very short, with a little cool smile, and then in the light and shadow of candlelight, the figure of man Chunlian gradually expanded on the wall.

When she came near, Feng Zhiwei had already washed it in a hurry and wiped it with dry cloth. The candle light reflected her back. The Pearl like brilliance, the jade like white, and the beautiful figure like flowing water made people think of the most beautiful poems in spring, blooming luxuriantly in the depths of flowers.

man Chun deep red on the eyeliner, out of a pair of ice beads general eyes, coldly looked at her, took the side of the nearly coquettish belly pocket, in the palm of the heart carefully stroking, remembrance of those in the Chu palace, those women with these names, think of in the lonely toward deeper loneliness, her eyes gradually spread a desolate smile.

"Serve my concubine..." The arc of sarcasm rose from the corner of her lips, and came to Feng Zhiwei, who was facing her back.

"Serve my concubine..." An answer is not like an answer, but like a question. The speaker himself is lost and his eyes are misty in his whisper.

Feng Zhiwei listened to the voice which was light enough to be dispelled by the heat, and felt that the woman's speech was a little strange, or did he ask something wrong? She laughed, picked up the belly bag with her fingers, frowned and handed it to man Chun, saying, "please Madame. "

As soon as the lady uttered this sentence, she frowned again and felt greasy again.

Hearing this "madam", man Chun's eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything. He took the belly bag with soft tentacles and caressed the delicate embroidered figures with his fingers.

This suit It's her.

A few days ago, Her Highness asked her if there was anyone good at embroidery in the mansion. She said that she might be able to undertake one or two tasks. Her Highness ordered her to embroider according to the latest styles on the market. Be careful.

At that time, his highness reclined on the couch, playing with a letter, and looked at the direction of the west side of the palace.

His long black hair fell on the couch, and her face was clear between the long hair. She was fascinated by this kind of charm for the 10000 times. She also lowered her head for the 10000 times, hiding her infatuated eyes deeply.

She knew that as long as a little bit of attachment and obsession, tomorrow man Chun would never be able to get closer to him.

She took up the task respectfully and alienated. Her expression was as cold as before. She glanced at the slips between his fingers. It was indeed a secret fold handed to the cabinet by the Wei Shangshu. Her Highness always paid special attention to Wei Shangshu's folding. She was in charge of the writing in the study. Wei Shangshu's fold was always on the top. She was used to reading it.

He didn't look at her. He leaned back and bent his knees. His long fingers were on his knees. He was careless, but his eyes were smiling.

She heard him whisper, "well The clothes are light apricot color. It doesn't need to be too eye-catching. The crepe yarn of Jianghuai River and Huaihe River is used for the Cape. The wind of spring night, the shadows of people and flowers are in disorder. It must be a good style to step on fragrance and break the moon in the light mist. "

He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if in reverie, the smile in his eyes gradually dyed to the corner of his lips, and the large group of white camellia on the opposite screen was thus faded.

"Lining Although bright red is good, it is unavoidably gaudy, dark purple is too cold, and smoke green is not noble enough It's goose yellow That skin with that color Such as the bright moon dressed as a white jade baby... "

He thought slightly, his jaw like smooth and firm, like a piece of white stone soaked in the moonlight of thousands of years, splashing the sky with broken stars.

Suddenly I look back and smile at her.

Like the wind over the snow of Datura, Susu shakes down a crystal.

She couldn't blush at once.

White jade baby

Before being sent to the palace of Chu by the crown prince, she was a famous actress in the thirteen northern states. Because of her skin like snow and smooth voice, she was always called "jade baby".

She also loves goose yellow best.

She also lives in the west of the palace.

Suddenly thought of meeting Ning guard a few days ago, the man sat on the roof tile with his knees in his arms and looked at the west side of the house. She heard him murmuring, "forget it, it's not so wordy."

Although Ning guard is not liked by his highness recently, he is not allowed to wait on his side, but after all, he is still the first person around his highness. What he says is often the meaning of his highness.

IsHer royal highness is romantic in the Imperial Palace, but she doesn't know whether it is romantic or not. The concubines presented by the princes can't sleep in the Royal Palace at all. Sometimes, although his highness will go to the courtyard of his concubines, for example, her royal highness comes three or four times a month, but when she comes I don't care.

She sometimes thought, other concubines, are they also Like her?

Maybe.

Once she happened to bump into her royal highness in Jinhan. At that time, they were sitting in front of the makeup mirror. His highness was smiling and painting her eyebrows and temples. The silk curtain of the small building was low, and a misty rain apricot blossom was escaping obliquely in front of the mirror stage. In the mirror, the women were graceful and the men were elegant. It was a very beautiful and beautiful scene.

However, when she bowed down, she found that Jin Han's back neck was stiff and blue veins were exposed, and the whole person's posture was rigid.

The next day, Jin Han disappeared.

On another occasion, Xiuyun, the most daring and most lively one, wore a thin gauze waist gold silk skirt of Western tribute, revealing a large area of snow muscle and jade skin, pretending to be lost in sleepwalking, and broke into his Royal Highness's bedroom.

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