The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

She is very quiet, as quiet as a orchid in a corner, but also very indifferent, as cold as ice in winter.

Her whole body exudes a peaceful fragrance, which will make those who approach her be confused and attracted physically and mentally, until they fall into the abyss and cannot extricate themselves.

He also likes this taste, so he is addicted to it.

The prince only felt an inexplicable heat slowly spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body, and his head slowly approached her, approaching, her breath slowly surrounded his senses.

The prince raised his hand slowly, and his hand was about to press her head.

"All right."

However, when his lips were about to touch her cheeks, she suddenly opened her mouth and untied the robe on his body. He was startled, and before the feeling could be taken back, she had already given the brocade to him. After leaving him, I took his robe to dry.

She didn't know what happened in it, and the prince couldn't help feeling a little regretful in his heart.

He was wearing a brocade quilt, sitting in front of the fire, without saying a word, with a dull expression on his face.

"Princess, ginger soup is here." After a while, Lvrong's voice came from outside the door.

"Here we come." Su Yueming stood up, opened the door a little, brought ginger soup in, put it in the prince's hand, and said——

"Your Highness, drink it. After drinking it, you will warm up. This robe is almost dry."

Nothing happens.

She paused for a moment, then raised her head, but saw the prince's annoyed expression, as if he didn't hear what she said about ginger soup at all.

"What's wrong?" Su Yueming's heart trembled, and he put his hand on his forehead, and then on his forehead, "Is it very uncomfortable?"

"I..." A blush suddenly appeared on the prince's face.

Su Yueming said in surprise, "Oops, it seems that he has contracted a cold and his face is red. I'm afraid he has a fever. No, His Highness has to go back to the palace immediately and ask the imperial doctor for diagnosis and treatment."

"I..." The prince wanted to say something, but Su Yueming had already called Feng Po in, put on the robe again for the prince, urged him to drink the ginger soup, and then asked Feng Po to lead the prince back to the palace as soon as possible .

"..." Seeing the back door of Xiangfu slowly closing, the prince opened his mouth and said, "This girl is so shrewd, but she is so stupid today, she can't see what I'm thinking at all, and she's going to take care of me. Blast out."

"Your Highness, it's time to get in the carriage." The guards had already prepared the carriage, Mo Yu was also waiting there, Feng Po lifted the curtain of the carriage, and invited the prince to get on the carriage.

The prince's eyes turned back from the place where Su Yueming's figure disappeared, and looked at Feng Po, his eyes became firm, and he ordered in a deep voice, "Protect her well."

"Yes." Feng Po took the order and went back.

The prince just got into the carriage, and the carriage went back to the palace quietly.

In Yuming Garden, Su Yueming looked at the place where the crown prince sat just now, and couldn't help smiling.

Lu Rong and Bi'er were very happy, Lu Rong said——

"What's there to be proud of, Missy? From what I see, the crown prince won't even glance at her when she enters the palace. The crown prince likes our Princess Duorong."

Bi'er was still a little unwilling, and said, "That's what I said, but this time I let her survive again, I really feel aggrieved."

Su Yueming picked up the hot tea at the side, took a sip, and said meaningfully——

"Whether you can enter the palace or not will be discussed tomorrow."

Lvrong and Bi'er looked at each other, both of them didn't understand what Su Yueming meant, the Queen Mother's edict has come down, can she still be in the palace?