There was a tacit understanding between their husband and wife, and if he wanted someone to be a concubine, he would ask someone to come in and serve.
If the lady wants to give him a girl, she will instruct that girl to come in Just now, Mrs.
Wang took the girl in the room away, and she also went out under the pretext of going out, leaving only the maid she saw in the afternoon in the room.
Although there are countless people who "read", and he has not been touched by the maids around him before, his appearance still makes his heart pound.
Thinking about looking at her back in the afternoon, I can't help but feel a little angry in my heart.
Even if you like it, someone else takes the initiative to send it to the door.
Ziqing heard the obviously impatient scolding from the clean room, and his body was over, but he completely calmed down.
No matter how happy "Qingzhu" is to become the prince's favorite concubine, it is not himself after all, nor is it what he wants.
After stabilizing his mind, Ziqing glanced left and right, and he was the only one left in the room, and his eyes fell on a sewing basket under the windowsill. needle The ghost walked over in a daze, and a pom-pom was filled with needles of different sizes and lengths.
Ziqing stretched out his hand, trembling a little, but resolutely pulled out a few.
Needle start, Ziqing's heart inexplicably settled down a lot, as if he had the greatest support.
The backhand was held between the fingers.
It was a familiar feeling, she subconsciously looked at her white and slender fingers, and she couldn't see the slightest flaw.
Just when Wang Cheng was almost furious, a figure of Na Na came to him.
With infinite resentment in his heart, he swallowed it all with saliva when he saw the graceful curves looming in the tulle.
The face has the youthfulness and childishness of his peers, but the "vigorous and puffy" of physical development is like a tall bamboo shoot breaking through the ground in spring, and the tulle on his chest is lifted up by two peaks, and the top of the mountain is crowned with two pink shy stamens, which tremble lightly with the footsteps of Yuanna.
Bee waist, charming bones.
He could even imagine her beneath him.
It was really stunning, and Wang Cheng's heart thumped.
Got up from the large wooden barrel, stretched out his arms, and stood in front of Ziqing.
It means to wipe his body for him.
His gaze swept from below his abdomen, and in the mess of black grass, things were drooping.
Ziqing was very strange, it was obviously the first time that such a scene of red fruits was opposite, and he didn't have the slightest shame.
On the contrary, the object seemed to sense her gaze, and it slowly had the momentum of awakening.
Ziqing only froze for a moment, then took a cotton towel from the hanger next to him with a wooden expression as always, and began to gently wipe the water droplets on the other party's body From the front to the back, Wang Cheng felt like countless ants crawling all the way along with the place where the other party wiped, but he was a very restrained person and was not in a hurry at this time.
Ziqing naturally went around the other party's back, and the cotton towel on her hand carefully wiped every inch of her strong skin The fingers gently swiped over the straight back, turning into a skeleton in Zijing's eyes, and all the bones became clear and distinct.
Wang Cheng felt a tingling coming from his spine, and all his senses were affected by the sliding of the other party's fingers, and he sighed lightly in his heart, it seems that the grandmothers are well trained Suddenly, there was a slight feeling of paralysis in the lower back area, and I suddenly felt that something was wrong, and then there was also a feeling of paralysis in the shoulder blades.
He was about to turn around, but he felt that his body was no longer listening to him, his upper body and lower body were completely uncoordinated, and when he turned around, his upper body did not turn, but his head and feet were forcibly turned, he lost his balance, and fell to the ground with a pop.
He tried to cry out for help, but found that he couldn't muster his strength.
Wang Cheng looked at Ziqing with great shock and resentment, and there was murderous intent in his eyes, "You, you, what have you done for me?"
Ziqing's expression was very indifferent at this time, her mood was extremely complicated, she didn't expect that she actually knew acupuncture.
It's completely subconscious, and it restrains the other party's actions.
And at the moment when Wang Cheng fell just now, Ziqing once again saw the things after that glorious and wealthy picture, no one has a thousand days of good flowers, no hundred days of redness, and the honor and favor are just the surface, and Mrs.
Wang threw the green bamboo aside after regaining the trust of the prince.
Qingzhu found out that she was pregnant, and wanted to win the favor of the prince again, but Mrs.
Wang was angry.
Before the main room gave birth to a child, the concubine room could not give birth, and even if it was born, it was a last resort.
So she felt that Qingzhu was just a girl in the room, and she simply didn't take her, the prince's wife, in her eyes.
She didn't let Qingzhu drink the medicine immediately, but waited until four or five months later to "hear" the girl below that Qingzhu was pregnant, and she was very embarrassed to give her the medicine according to the family rules.
It was almost a corpse with two lives, but Qingzhu survived.
It's just that life is harder than death, and she was sold to Goolan Courtyard by Mrs.
Wang Ziqing was sad and indignant in her heart, but she didn't expect that it looked like honey, but inside it was a trap of death.
Thinking that when he first entered the Hou Mansion of Tai'an, on the surface, they were all brothers, friends, and brothers, and they were all friendly and pleasant to each other, but in fact, they were all men who were afraid that others would rob themselves of their own interests, their own status, and their own men.
They were jealous and criticized each other, but in the eyes of men, they were happy to see that they took the initiative to send all kinds of women who were fat and thin to the bed Now that she has arrived at the Pingnan Palace, Mrs.
Wang just resents that the fox outside has charmed the prince and does not return home, so she "has to" take the initiative to raise her aunt and prepare one every once in a while, just for fear that the prince will get tired Ziqing dared to guarantee the ticket, just like the "green bamboo" in the image he saw, even "good death" is a kind of extravagant hope for a room, not the first and will never be the last.
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They are the cannon fodder in the game between masters With the thought of cannon fodder, Zi Jing couldn't help but be stunned, and something in the depths of the sea was gently turning, gradually affecting the surface of memory Ziqing slowly walked to the top of Wang Cheng's head, squatted down, his fingers turned slightly, and an embroidery needle was pinched between his thumb and index finger.
Wang Cheng began to struggle fiercely, but to no avail, in Ziqing's eyes, it was just like a fat worm wriggling in front of him, overlapping with the body of the sensational Chiguo in the picture, feeling extremely disgusting.
Ziqing's expression was very calm, his indifferent gaze fell on the other party's Adam's apple, and he stretched out his white fingers and pressed lightly on his neck, which was as gentle as touching his back before, but it made Wang Cheng feel like a poisonous scorpion slowly crawling on his neck, and he wanted to scream in fear.
If he could have screamed, he would have called it a long time ago. t1706231537: