Empress is forced to be the favorite concubine every day

Chapter 92
Jasmine smiled, "Master, you are shy..."

Song Lieyin glanced at her darkly.

Jasmine stuck out her tongue mischievously, "Master, the water is getting cold, come out quickly!"

Song Lieyin: ...

Does she still have the majesty of a master?

Jasmine continued to murmur on the sidelines, "If I knew I should have brought a few more beautiful pajamas, I wouldn't be unable to find suitable ones at this time."

Song Lieyin looked at the moon-white silk satin pajamas hanging on the large mahogany carved screen beside him, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"This one is not bad."

She has always preferred simple and comfortable styles, and almost all pajamas look similar.

Jasmine shook her head annoyed, and said with a look of disgust: "This one is too plain, it's better to wear those light pink and peach red gauze with lace in your dowry~"

Song Lieyin didn't know what kind of wind this little girl was smoking again, but when she thought of those pajamas under the bottom of the suitcase, she couldn't help feeling cold...

That's just...

It doesn't matter if I don't mention it, in short, she will never wear such revealing things in her life!

After changing into her pajamas, she sat down in front of the dowry inlaid with tortoiseshell shellfish, and sipped a small cup of calming tea.

Jasmine helped her brush her hair.

As soon as Yuan Shi came in, he saw such a peaceful and beautiful picture.

All the bitterness around him was covered up, and a softness welled up in his eyes.

No matter how many bloody storms there are outside, as long as he returns to the world with her, he will feel at ease and happy.

Jasmine bowed to Yuan Shi, and retreated with an ambiguous expression.

Master tonight... probably can really sleep with me!

Song Lieyin stood up and saluted.

Yuan Shi hurriedly grabbed her waist.

"Without outsiders, Yin'er doesn't need to be too polite."

He also just had a bath, and he was only wearing black silk pajamas with gold silk and bamboo patterns, and a black fine velvet cloak.

The ink hair is loose, and there is a little water vapor.

His beard was completely shaved off, perhaps because he had just taken a bath, his handsome and stern face was stained a little red.

Song Lieyin was a little dumbfounded.

This man is really good-looking!
She turned her head awkwardly, and casually picked up the fine handkerchief beside her, "Your Majesty, I will wipe your hair for you!"

Yuan Shi chuckled, and responded lightly, "Okay."

In the long night of silence, the glazed palace lanterns exude a soft halo.

Song Lieyin couldn't help breaking the silence, "Is there nothing your Majesty wants to ask my concubine?"

Yuan Shi took her soft and boneless little hand, put it in the palm and played with it carefully.

"I'm really curious about how Yin'er got the long-lost talisman technique, but if Yin'er doesn't want to talk about it, then I won't ask."

Song Lieyin felt that the dog man had mastered the 'art of language' to a high degree of proficiency.

Look at his affectionate and magnanimous speech!

She snorted softly, "The concubine won't talk about it."

Yuan Shi's ink pupils flickered slightly.

The little fox really took him to death.

He was just curious, but after being pulled and pulled by her like this, his heart was tickled like a feather, and he wanted to know the answer even more.

He pursed his lips, "Is there nothing Yin'er wants to ask me?"

Song Lieyin thought seriously for a moment, then shook his little head.

She is not hooked!

Yuan Shi was not reconciled.

He rested his perfectly contoured jaw on her narrow shoulders, with a hint of aggrieved tone in his tone.

"Yin'er doesn't care about me."

Alarm bells rang in Song Lieyin's heart.

shit~
The dog man has learned to act like a baby!

With a small face, she held someone's handsome face seriously.

"Why doesn't the concubine care about His Majesty?"

(End of this chapter)