Amethyst was full of resentment.
Ning Cui glanced at her and sighed helplessly: "What's wrong with you recently?
Why is your temper getting more and more irritable?
You dare to say anything.
Be careful and trouble comes from your mouth."
Ningcui really didn't know what to say.
The prince could do whatever he pleased, and it was their turn to be the servant's boss.
Even if you serve me well, you are still a servant with the title of slave.
Although I have a bit of face in front of the little girls, so what?
In front of the master, what qualifications do you have to talk too much?
Amethyst sneered: "We are the people who were rewarded by the good concubine.
I don't believe that the prince can do anything to us.
Even if someone instigates us, it can't be done."
Ningcui couldn't laugh or cry, and said a little feebly: "I think you really think too much about the princess.
I don't think you are that kind of person.
Besides, we are both slaves.
If the princess really wants to do something to us, she will do it directly."
Even if she doesn't take action at this moment, as long as she wants to, there will be plenty of opportunities.
Why would she instigate Amethyst and us sisters to fight?
I have to remind you, don't be confused."
Amethyst suddenly became angry, but could not refute.
Yes, she is a princess and she is just a slave.
How can she deserve to be instigated in front of the prince?
Amethyst was a little stunned and let out a long sigh.
She didn't know why, but she just felt aggrieved, very aggrieved.
"Ningcui, tell me, why did the good concubine reward us two to the prince in the first place?"
Ningcui glanced at her meaningfully, guessing in her mind what she wanted to say, and she also understood that her hard-working words to persuade her were probably all in vain.
"Of course it's because we serve you well, otherwise what else could it be?"
Amethyst sneered lightly and said to herself: "I don't think it's possible that the prince doesn't have someone of her own around him.
The empress has chosen us not only to serve the prince well, but also to be his company, what do you think?"
Ningcui finally gave up and felt that she had nothing left to say to her.
He smiled faintly and said: "I only know that the empress gave us to the prince to be slaves and we can do our duty well.
As for the other things, it is not something we should think about.
I don't think about it anyway."
Amethyst hummed: "You don't care about your Majesty's last wish.
I do.
Your Majesty has always been filial to your Majesty.
Your Majesty will definitely not refuse your wishes."
Ning Cui really doesn’t understand what Amethyst is obsessed with.
It would be wrong to say that she really didn't have any thoughts.
With the prince's status and appearance, what girl wouldn't love him back then?
She had been tempted and had some expectations in the hidden part of her heart.
But later, such thoughts gradually stopped.
Because the prince has no such thoughts at all.
So, can she, a maid, still be able to sing a one-man show?
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It is better to work diligently and ask for the master's grace when you are old enough to marry a reliable steward.
Then you will have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life.
Why bother asking for that elusive phantom?
Unfortunately, not everyone can understand it.
For example, he clearly didn't understand the Amethyst in front of him.
Ningcui also knows that unless the person involved has figured it out himself, it is basically impossible for others to persuade him.
She shook her head, glanced at Amethyst with some pity, and said nothing more.
Whether it's a blessing or a curse, it all depends on her own fate.
Zhao Xuanyi accompanied Ji Qingqing to play for a while before returning to the house.
The two of them are newlyweds, and they are inseparable.
How can they be separated?
For Zhao Xuanyi, he was unwilling to leave his wife for a moment.
Although Ji Qingqing is not as thick-skinned as him, she is actually a little bit annoyed that this guy always likes to use his hands and feet to entangle people so tightly.
She loves him in her heart and is willing to be with him after all.
Because she was going to meet Butler Mu and others today, Ji Qingqing's clothes and decorations looked more dignified and upright, with a complicated bun and a lot of hairpins.
I didn't feel it when I went to the garden before, but when I came back from walking around, I felt a little awkward, so I laughed and said I wanted to change my clothes and comb my hair again.
Zhao Xuanyi hugged her and smiled: "It just so happens that I have nothing to do, so let me come."
Ji Qingqing was immediately alert: "No, I can do it myself."
Ask him to help me change my clothes.
I don’t know when I can put them back on once I take them off.
All in all, it is absolutely not possible.
Zhao Xuanyi felt a little depressed when he saw her guarding against him as if she were guarding against a thief.
He couldn't resist her because there were servants there in broad daylight, so he took a step back and said with a smile, "How about I comb Qing'er's hair for my husband?"
Ji Qingqing gave him a funny look when he heard this, and said doubtfully: "Can you really do it?"
"What's the point of having an afternoon without seeing guests?"
Zhao Xuanyi suddenly looked forward to it.
His wife's hair was black and soft, and her tentacles were as delicate and comfortable as satin, with a light alluring fragrance.
He liked it very much.
Ji Qingqing smiled, acquiescing.
For a moment, she took off her heavy and complicated formal clothes and put on a rose-red Hangzhou silk dress embroidered with begonia flowers.
Ji Qingqing smiled and greeted Zhao Xuanyi: "Okay, come on."
Zhao Xuanyi stood up with a smile, took her to sit down in front of the dressing table, and took off the hairpin rings from her bun.
Women's jewelry has a variety of designs and complex styles.
Now that Ji Qingqing is a princess, she has countless fine jewelry.
Where has Zhao Xuanyi ever done such a thing?
The phoenix with peony hairpin looks so beautiful, but who knew it was fastened to the bun?
But it was so troublesome at the time.
He was very careful for fear of damaging Ji Qingqing's hair, which made him even more clumsy.
It took him a while to take it off.
Ji Qingqing felt the person behind him secretly let out a sigh of relief.
He couldn't help but smile, rubbed the back of his neck and said with a smile: "You have to hurry up.
I'm so stiff that I don't dare to move even when I'm sitting.
My neck is so stiff." ” "I'll rub it for you."
Zhao Xuanyi smiled coquettishly and started rubbing it for her.
He rubbed the hand but became dishonest, and unknowingly penetrated through her collar.
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Instead of going to the back, he turned a corner and came to her chest.
Ji Qingqing immediately couldn't laugh or cry, and slapped his hand back, "Where are you rubbing?"
Zhao Xuanyi was startled and then realized where he had rubbed.
He pinched twice before pulling back and said with a smile: "I didn't mean to be my husband.
It's because Qing'er is too tempting."
"It's my fault for co-writing" "hey-hey" "You're a scoundrel" "Well, whatever Qing'er says is whatever it is."
As a result, I didn't finish removing makeup and combing my hair until almost dinner time.
Not long after dinner, Ji Qingqing was dragged back to the bedroom to sleep by the impatient man.
When she was combing her hair, his arousal was aroused, but she didn't obey, and he was too embarrassed to force her even though she did it
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