I'm not good at this green tea princess

Chapter 303 The taste of this cesspit
What a beautiful picture!
However, just as he was about to meet Nan Ge's face, he found sadly that the distance between the two parties was too large, and there was still a slight difference.

He straightened his body with all his strength, and he heard a sound of Ga Da.

His waist, which has been overwhelmed recently, was a glorious sacrifice and twisted.

Nan Ge's bright eyes were within easy reach, flickering: "Song Ying, what are you doing, don't you want to kiss me!"

I……

I……

Song Ying took a deep breath: "Are you kidding, I just do stretching!"

"Then return to your normal posture after pulling!"

What do you mean by hanging on top of my head and constantly sending me the smell of sweat?
"Me!" Song Ying gritted her teeth, "I twisted my waist, please help me!"

"Oh, oh, oh, take it easy, you want to murder your husband!"

"Shut up, you're not my real husband!"

"Sooner or later, we have slept together, don't be embarrassed."

"Who has slept with you!" Nan Ge shouted!

"Didn't we sleep on the same bed just now? It's the bed of my mother's dowry bed. It's the strongest, and it won't break no matter how you make it!"

Ah? ?

The board on the steps of the General's Mansion turned out to be a bed board!
It is still the bed board of the eldest princess!

This damn Song Ying is really unreliable most of the time.

"I'll help you in and let the government doctor take a look!"

"No need, I'll go back. Mother must be waiting impatiently. With my appearance today, I really don't want to embarrass myself in front of my father-in-law. I'd better visit another day."

After getting into the carriage with her waist supported, Song Ying told Xiaojun: "Take the bed board back and take it back. I will use such a strong board on my own bed in the future!"

Nan Ge took a mouthful.

shameless!

Putting down the curtain, the carriage moved forward, Xiao Jun poured him a cup of hot tea, Song Ying's hands shook so badly, the tea splashed out and poured on his palm, the pain caused him to hiss and breathe.

I stretched out my hand and looked, yo, good guy, the whole palm was dripping with blood, and the flesh was turned out.

I really don't know how I endured it before.

Xiaojun said: "His Royal Highness, you are really ruthless in order not to marry Pei Changping!"

Song Ying was silent for a while.

Is it really just to not marry Pei Changping?

Now, even he himself can't figure it out.

Just as he was frowning and thinking, the carriage stopped suddenly, Nange Dalala opened the curtain, and threw in a bottle of medicine powder: "This medicine is good, you can use it on your palms later, it's not as painful as the last time! "

She stretched out her hand and threw it, Song Ying raised her hand to take it, hit the wound, and grinned again.

He licked his lips with a nervous expression: "Didn't you hear anything just now?"

Nan Ge asked back: "Should I hear something?"

"No no!"

Nan Ge nodded: "Then I'm leaving!"

As soon as the curtain was drawn, she disappeared.

Song Ying frowned: "Her expression seems to have heard it."

Xiao Jun didn't take it seriously: "If you hear it, you will hear it. Don't you, Your Highness, cooperate in the first place? There is nothing you can't listen to!"

"Shut up!" Song Ying gave him a cold look, "I'm exhausted today, but I saw you chatting with Bai Ling several times!"

Bai Ling is Nan Ge's personal maid.

Xiaojun laughed dryly a few times, shrunk his neck and became honest.

Bai Ling saw his master leaving excitedly, and came back with a straight face, and immediately stepped forward to worry: "Miss, what's the matter, but my uncle's hand is seriously injured!"

"Bullshit son-in-law, he is also worthy of being a son-in-law!"

Lark? ?
What's the matter, she was still full of heart before delivering the medicine.

After Song Ying went back, the eldest princess lost a lot of golden beans, which made Song Ying afraid to hide.

In the palace, the Emperor Chu knew all these details.

He held the pen in his hand for a long time, and the last drop of black ink fell down with a tick, smudged on the rice paper.

He smirked: "Third sister is crying?"

The last time she cried, it seemed that it was when she shielded herself from the sword, fell into her arms, and shed tears when she thought her life was not long.

He stood up irritably, looked at the dark night outside, and said, "Forget it, let's leave it at that!"

Anyway, for a while, there was no way to stop this marriage.

Besides, maybe I was overthinking.

He returned to the table and reviewed the memorial again, with no waves in his tone: "Quickly investigate the matter of King Duan!"

Eunuch Fu nervously replied yes.

The emperor's favor is like clouds floating in the sky.

In the past, the King of England was more favored by His Majesty than his own son, but now he has suspicions, and even His Majesty wants to break up the marriage that is certain.

Hey!
King Huan's body has almost recovered. The Emperor Chu issued a decree that February [-]th is a good day, and Prince Huan's mansion has been renovated, so let's move the mansion on that day!
What's the matter with the majestic prince, living in the courtier's mansion all the time.

It's not about being someone's son-in-law.

With the imperial decree, the atmosphere in the Hou Mansion became solemn.

Only Yue Ren was very happy.

The little sick cat is leaving, and no one will be able to compete with him for Qingqing in the future.That's great.

Take the shadow away, and he can easily sneak into Qingqing's room in the middle of the night, and sleep with him until dawn.

Isn't it beautiful.

It's more fun than peeling!

Counting down to each other, Meng Ci felt a little melancholy.

In fact, the location of Prince Huan's Mansion has been decided for a long time.

But Meng Ci never went to see it, and even deliberately avoided that street, probably to deceive his ears, thinking that if this was the case, the boss would not leave.

But no matter how reluctant, what should come will always come.

Meng Ci pestered Shen Yi early in the morning: "Brother, you are moving house soon, I want to buy you a housewarming gift, let's go shopping together today!"

In the future, there should be fewer opportunities like this.

The boss has always disliked shopping, and most of the time he took out his wallet coldly and arrogantly: "Go by yourself, buy whatever you want!"

But today I agreed.

It happened to be a rest bath once every five days, and the streets were overcrowded.

She said she was here to buy a gift for Shen Yi, but the girl couldn't help it, Meng Ci looked here and there, and often couldn't see anyone in the blink of an eye.

I haven't bought the housewarming gift for him yet, but I bought a pair of messy ones, and there are still a lot of new rouge and gouache.

Said it was for Xiaolu and Xiaocha.

Now, she was squeezed into a group of women again.In the blink of an eye, the shadows disappeared.

Shen Yi panicked and opened his mouth to shout, but Meng Ci's voice sounded from behind: "Brother, I'm here! I found a particularly delicious stinky tofu!"

suspect……

This smell...

Like a cesspit.

Shen Yi's face was full of disgust, and Meng Ci withdrew his hand regretfully: "You have to have the courage to try!"

She took a bite with a happy expression on her face.

Just about to take a second bite, Yue Ren leaned over and snatched away the piece she had just bitten.

He squinted his green eyes, with a satisfied expression on his face: "It's delicious, as expected of Qingqing's food, it's extra delicious!"

(End of this chapter)