Author: Huatang Embroidery Pavilion

"I'm not in a hurry, you're in a hurry."

Pei Yao followed behind and teased with a smile.

This made Fang Xuan blush.

So he pretended to be obediently and said, "It's cold, I'll go on the bed first to warm up your highness. Your Highness will not be cold when you go to bed later."

"Is that true?" Pei Yao walked closer, lifted the tent and sat down, "That Yun'er is quite considerate."

The two words "Yun" are called Fang Xuan.

But I quickly remembered it. Last time Pei Yao said that her name was not as appropriate as changing it to Fang Yun. This is what I am talking about now.

She thought Pei Yao was just talking, but she didn't expect to remember it, but it was an accident.

But thinking so in my heart, I looked shy and blushed and gave in.

"Your Highness is accustomed to making fun of me. It's getting late, so you can go to bed quickly."

"Didn't you say you want to give Gu Nuan a couch? You and Gu don't sleep in the same quilt, how can you warm up?"

Pei Yao was in a good mood now and wanted to tease her, so he asked on purpose.

Fang Yoon looked at the two quilts placed apart on the couch, thinking that this was something you mentioned by yourself.

So he lay very obediently in Pei Yao's quilt, as if I really listen to whatever you say.

After lying down, he raised his bright eyes and looked at him.

"Your Highness, go to bed."

These eyes really made Pei Yao feel itchy when he saw it. The corners of his lips curled slightly, and he blew out the candle next to him and went on the bed.

Fang Xuan had also crawled in his bed before, but he was all asleep and confused, but he didn't get in before going to bed.

When I lay down under the quilt, the soft and gentleness beside me made people feel a little distracted.

Fang Yong was very dishonest, turned his head and lay half on his chest, and asked him in a low voice.

"Does Your Highness feel warm?"

"Um."

Pei Yao felt a little throbbing, but he was inexplicably embarrassed.

It’s just that there is a kind of girl telling you whether it’s warm or not, but you think that you’re going somewhere else, which is contrary to the way of a gentleman.

"I also feel warm with Your Highness."

Fang Xuan gently rubbed Pei Yao's neck, and his little hands also clung to him, wrapping people like dodder.

She was so close that she could not feel the changes in Pei Yao's body. She was just deliberately teasing her.

Although the skill of competing for favor is usually done, this time between sexes cannot be ignored.

How can anyone really not serve the favored concubine?

Something to do is a little bit.

When she came over like this, Pei Yao became even more distracted.

I couldn't help but reach out and put my hand on the slender waist of the woman beside me, and took the person to my chest more and more.

As a result, Fang Yoon almost half of his body lay on him, so Fang Yoon took his movements and followed the situation and pressed him down.

Pei Yao hadn't suppressed the woman, and he suddenly had big eyes in the darkness.

Fang Xuan was also shy, so he simply kept doing it, buried his face in Pei Yao's neck and called out softly.

"Your Highness."

"Don't be honest!"

In the end, it was the bedcloth that Pei Yao wore for her, and asked someone to carry hot water in to wash.

Hong Zhengben asked someone to put two quilts according to the rules, but Pei Yao directly asked to remove the one outside.

After waiting for someone to go out, he hugged Fang Yoong and slept together.

The maid who packed the bed held the extra quilt and felt a little at a loss.

Hong Zheng glanced at her and said lightly, "I don't have to say a word about what happened tonight. Your Highness's rules here are not broken."

The little maid was also a clever person, so she nodded quickly.

Isn’t she just worried about this? If someone inquire, she will not be able to open her mouth.

The next day.

Pei Yao was still asleep, so Fang Yoon got up first.

Pei Yao doesn't have to go to court today, but she still has to pay tribute to the Crown Princess.

Pei Yao was alarmed when he was staying.

"Where are you going?" Pei Yao grabbed her wrist and frowned and asked.

Fang Yoon whispered, "I should go and pay my respects to the Crown Princess, so I can't miss the time."

She said this, Pei Yao held her hand tightly and finally let go.

"Yeah, go."

"I will leave."

Fang Yoon gave a soft salute and gently stepped out.

However, as soon as she left, Pei Yao was no longer sleepy. He lay on the bed for a while and then got up.

In fact, he just wanted to tell Fang Xuan not to pay his respects today, but then he thought that he had summoned her to bed for two nights in a row. If he had given me a greeting today and didn't go, Fang Xuan would seem to be arrogant.

This is just for nothing but hard for her to do.

So in the end, I didn't stop it.

Fang Xuan didn't know that Pei Yao had the intention to think about her now. She just thought that Prince Pei Yao had the temper of being up. She was woken up in the morning and was a little angry.

Arrive at Wutong Garden.

She came here early today, after all, the front yard is close to here.

However, when I came, I saw Song Shuren and Feng Shi were already sitting inside.

It is not uncommon for them to live in Yicui Pavilion together.

"I would like to pay my respects to Fang Liangdi."

Seeing her, the two of them stood up and saluted.

Fang Yoon waved his hand gently, "Forgive me, why did the two sisters come so early?"

"Yicui Pavilion is far away from here. I am afraid that something will be delayed on the road and will miss the time to pay my respects, so I usually come earlier." Song Shuren replied.

Anyway, it was gossip, so Fang Yoon just smiled.

"My sister is interested in the Empress."

I planned to finish these two greetings, but I didn't expect that after she finished speaking, Song Shuren took the initiative to talk to her.

"It's cold. I watched Liangdi come over and his hands are red. Why didn't I bring a hand stove? I just happened to have two out today to use it. If Liangdi doesn't dislike it, I might as well take one first.

Let's be warm."

As he said that, he asked the maid beside him to take an exquisite little hand stove over.

Fang Yoon was indeed a little cold in his hands. Seeing that Song Shuren didn't seem to be polite, he took it.

"It's still my sister who is careful, I forgot it today."

Actually, it was because when I went out to the front yard to serve the pen and ink yesterday afternoon, it was not so cold, so I didn't take it.

After all, when I went there at that time, I didn’t expect to stay for bed at night.

Of course, this is inconvenient to say, otherwise it would seem like a show-off.

Song Shuren smiled gently, "What's the care? It's just that I'm afraid of the cold, so I usually bring some warm things. I've also made a few pairs of gloves. If it's used by Liangdi, I'll ask someone to give it to me.

Two pairs, but your needlework skills are the best in the palace, so don’t think that my things are crude.”
Chapter completed!