Abandoned Women: The First Secret Service Concubine

Chapter 242 Stupid Woman

"What?!" Murong Lian couldn't help but slapped the table after hearing this.At this moment, his face was as pale as paper, dripping with cold sweat, he gritted his teeth and said, "The stupid woman misled me!"

In fact, it was no wonder the madam.It's just because Murong Lian hired Bai Mudan in a very high-profile way, this oiran who has been carefully trained by the madam for 16 years, is only three months away from the age of leaving the court.

Because of Bai Mudan's unparalleled appearance and proud figure, countless people in the capital have their eyes on her.Murong Lian wanted to possess her, so he had to reveal his identity.In the whole capital, how many people are taller than Murong Lian?Therefore, the madam did not guess that the emperor also came to visit the brothel.

I just thought it was the master of some rich family who wanted to come and taste the chicks.So he opened his mouth and wanted to introduce him to someone who was skilled. After all, a master at his age is often not good at that aspect, and young children can't handle it.Maybe it's even hard to break a melon.

"Your Highness, don't worry. Speaking of which, it's thanks to Miss Qianqian." The subordinate said again, "At that time, Miss Qianqian was resting upstairs. When she heard the noise downstairs, she came out to look. Seeing a gentleman standing downstairs with an extraordinary figure and bearing, and his face and facial features are somewhat similar to His Royal Highness, he asked someone to lead the emperor upstairs. After some flattery, the disaster was finally resolved."

Hearing this, Murong Lian couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, his complexion finally looked better, and he raised his sleeves to try his sweat.I just felt that it was a thrill, so I gritted my teeth and said, "Why did the father go to Huajianlou? Who grabbed my pigtail and told the father to know?"

The subordinate couldn't answer this question.He just stood there with his head down, not saying a word.

Murong Lian gritted his teeth for a while, clenched his fists, and asked hesitantly: "Your Majesty, what happened between you and Qianqian?"

The subordinate was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he was startled, sweat broke out on his head, he quickly shook his head and said: "No. Miss Qianqian only gave me a piano song as a gift, and talked to the emperor for a while, nothing happened."

Murong Lian pursed his lips and fell silent.However, looking at that complexion, after all, it looked better again.Then, he waved his hand and told the subordinate to retreat.He frowned gradually, and walked around the room with his hands behind his back.

In Huangsha Town, as the night deepened, every household turned off their lights one after another and fell into a deep sleep.Feng Yao finally put down the pen holder, rubbed her stiff wrist, then carefully put away the stack of drawings she had drawn, and put them in a special oversized envelope.

Looking back at Doudou sleeping on the bed, he saw the little guy lying on his back with his mouth slightly open, sleeping soundly, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.Walking over to touch Doudou's neck, he saw that the little guy's body was warm and dry, not sweating, and there was a flash of relief in his eyes.Tucked the corner of the quilt for him again, and went to the west room.

These days, Murong Yu is often busy until very late.Feng Yao thought it might be caused by the incident after the Osmanthus Festival and the sudden exposure of his identity.Feng Yao is not very familiar with political affairs, and there are many things in Fengxu Pavilion, so she hardly cares about them.It's just serving a cup of tea, pouring a glass of water, and fulfilling the duty of a girlfriend.

Naturally, the main reason is that Feng Yao believes that with Murong Yu's intelligence, there is nothing he can't solve.

He only heard the sound of the curtain, Murong Yu raised his head, and as expected, he saw Feng Yao coming in with a cup of tea.

"Yao'er." Murong Yu smiled slightly, showing a gentle expression on his handsome and clean face.

Feng Yao put the teacup on the table in front of him, and asked softly, "Are you done soon? It's getting dark, why don't you go to bed earlier?" Staying up late is very harmful to health, even if Murong Yu is young now, Feng Yao I don't want to make him suffer too much.

A touch of warmth flashed in Murong Yu's eyes, he chuckled lightly, and said, "I have to be busy for a while."

Feng Yao couldn't help but frowned, a little dissatisfied: "Can't we deal with it tomorrow?"

"Yao'er is worried about being a husband?" Murong Yu laughed.

He was born very well, and when he laughed, he was especially dazzling.Feng Yao was most afraid of his laughing, she just felt that even Hun'er could be hooked away, so she turned her head away from him.

A smile flashed across Murong Yu's eyes, but he suddenly sighed softly: "I don't want to be like this as a husband. It's really uncomfortable to be tired and have a headache every day." As he said, he closed his eyes slightly and shook his head lightly.

Feng Yao was startled, she turned her head, just in time to see Murong Yu closing her eyes and shaking her head, she couldn't help but feel a little distressed: "You are using your brain too much, you can't keep up with nutrition." Then, she stood behind him and gently Massaging his temples for him.

Her fingertips are soft, with moderate strength, rubbing on both sides of her temples is very comfortable.Although Murong Yu just mentioned it casually, he didn't want to be treated like this. He felt so beautiful in his heart, so he simply leaned back into Feng Yao's arms and let her massage him.

Feng Yao only thought that he was very tired and felt a little distressed, so she gradually moved her fingertips, and gently massaged his scalp.After pressing a few times, he simply untied Murong Yu's hair crown.

Immediately, a head of long black hair hung down, covering Murong Yu's shoulders.With black hair and fair face, she is as beautiful as a picture.At this time, Feng Yao can't help being a little jealous, as a man, is it really good to be so beautiful?

However, jealousy is jealousy, heartache is heartache, looking at Murong Yu's fair and fragile face, he only inserted his hands and ten fingers into his hair, and massaged inch by inch.Unbeknownst to her, Murong Yu, who was being massaged by her hands, had her eyelashes trembling slightly at this moment, and she was so happy in her heart--I made a lot of money, I made a lot of money today!

Well, Yao'er actually has him in her heart.Murong Yu, the black-bellied prince, enjoys the thoughtfulness of his sweetheart at this moment, so he has a bad idea in his heart.

About a quarter of an hour later, Feng Yao let go, bent slightly and asked with concern: "Do you feel better?"

Murong Yu began to open his eyes, full of gratitude and admiration: "It's much better. Yao'er's craftsmanship is awesome." Speaking of this, he didn't know what to think, he hesitated to speak, his eyes were slightly lonely.

Feng Yao couldn't help but feel a pause in her heart, and she actually understood what he hadn't said—has Yao'er ever cared for others like this before?That other person is nothing more than Shen Congzhi.And the reason why Murong Yu didn't say it was because both of them tacitly agreed that this was a thing of the past, and no one wanted to bring it up.It's just that I occasionally thought of it.

This is understandable, after all, Murong Yu has lived here for so long, and because of the busy schedule, he doesn't have many chances to get close to Feng Yao.Thinking about how Feng Yao used to be very close to others, it's normal for Prince Yu to feel a little uncomfortable.

Feng Yao substituted herself, thinking she had figured out what Murong Yu was thinking, and felt a little guilty.If it was in the past, when Shen Congzhi was not known, if there was a boyfriend like Murong Yu who was far above his peers, rich, handsome and a top student, he would have been so happy that he would have been so happy?

He was cheated by that scumbag Shen Congzhi once, and he became vigilant and separated from life in his heart, which made Murong Yukong have the status of a boyfriend, but he did not have the benefits of a boyfriend.Thinking of this, Feng Yao felt a little guilty towards Murong Yu.Suddenly leaned over, cupped his face, then lowered his head and kissed him.

Murong Yu, who was still thinking about how to win Feng Yao's heart and make it easier for him to kiss Fangze, didn't expect her sweetheart to be so enthusiastic, she just stared wide-eyed and was completely stunned!
After staying for three breaths, Prince Yu, who is experienced in the world and simple in love, suppressed his ecstasy, turned to the guest, and hugged Feng Yao on his lap.Then, holding the back of her head, he lowered his head and kissed the soft and rich red lips.

It took a long time for this kiss, and the two of them only felt that their lips were numb from the kiss, so they parted reluctantly.A certain person has already been mobilized so that his blood is rushing all over, and he only needs a catharsis.But looking at the person in his arms with soft and attached eyes, he couldn't speak.

However, he was holding back and really sad, so he hugged his beloved with one arm, took his soft little hand with the other, brought five fingers to his mouth, and gnawed on them one by one.While nibbling gently, he looked into the eyes of his beloved with lingering obsession.

Feng Yao couldn't resist Murong Yu's beauty, even when he smiled, she was a little dazzled, how could she resist the affectionate eyes?Even though he was a little dizzy, he just felt that he was really stumped this time, and he didn't even have the slightest resistance, and he was left with the end of being thoroughly understood.

He also felt his fingers being bitten lightly or heavily by someone, and felt a bit of heart-wrenching itch. For a moment, his body was limp. He was hugged in his arms, his face was pressed against his warm chest, and he felt a little anxious. heartbeat.

Naturally, Feng Yao gradually became aware of the reaction of a certain person, and finally understood the reason for his lingering and loving eyes.She blushed for a while, managed slightly, and forced herself to sit up from his embrace: "Wait, I have something to tell you."

Murong Yu gnawed at the beauty's hand, still not satisfied, so he pinched it lightly one after another, and said, "Tell me."

However, Feng Yao withdrew her hand and put her back behind her back to stop pinching him.Her face was hot and hot, and she felt that if this continued, she would not be able to hold it anymore.Then he cleared his throat, collected himself, and said, "Have you noticed Xi'er today?"

"Huh?" Murong Yu let out a casual voice, and went to look for her fingers again.

Feng Yao just hid, not let him catch her, then pushed his chest, said: "I see, Xi'er seems to have some thoughts about people?"

"You mean that kid?" Murong Yu couldn't catch Feng Yao's hand, so he changed his target and reached out to caress the delicate skin on the side of Feng Yao's neck.For a moment, I only felt that it was very soft and greasy, so I answered Feng Yao's question casually.

"You noticed it too?" Feng Yao was a little surprised.

Murong Yu nodded, while stroking the fingers on the side of Feng Yao's neck, they gradually moved inward: "Xi'er's eyes are too obvious."

Today, it turned out that Murong Yu secretly used tricks to make Su Xingyan sit far away at the same table as Wuji and Dragonfly.During the meal, Murong Xi'er tilted her head to listen, and she was fascinated again and again, so naturally she couldn't escape Murong Yu's eyes.

It's just because he has always been a person who looks at people's expressions in a calm manner, so although he doesn't say much after a meal, he knows everything well.Now when Feng Yao asked, he said it out.

Seeing that Murong Yu understood, Feng Yao didn't worry about how to speak, sighed softly, and asked: "What should I do? What if Xi'er really fell in love with him, as the two of them, it's really not good." made."

(End of this chapter)