Ma'am, your vest fell off again

Chapter 104 Jealousy
"Okay, how about eating roast chicken, we are half of each other."

"Ah."

Lai finished eating most of the roast chicken in Li Junhao's yard, Fu Xuanrong wiped off the grease from the corner of her mouth, and said with a smile: "It's getting late, I'll go back and rest first."

"Ah."

Seeing Fu Xuanrong walk out of sight, Li Junhao sat at the table for a while, and then said in a deep voice, "Xiaofeng."

Xiaofeng from the dark place hurriedly appeared, "My lord."

"Order, all the people in Prince Li's Mansion will go to Yanshan Mountain tomorrow to pray for blessings."

"Ah?" Xiaofeng looked puzzled, "My lord, why are you going to the mountain to pray for blessings?"

Li Junhao's eyes were cold, "I will never tolerate a spy lurking by my side."

So this time, he went to seek an answer.

Xiaofeng understood, and respectfully said: "Yes, this subordinate will go to prepare now, then... do we need to continue to send people to watch over Master Rong?"

"Ah."

"Yes, my subordinates retire."

……

The next day.

Lian Xin woke up Fu Xuanrong who was sleeping on her back, and urged: "Master, get up quickly, I have to go to Yanshan Mountain today, so we can't delay."

Fu Xuanrong went to bed early yesterday, so she didn't know about this matter. She turned over and waved her hands with displeasure on her face, "What kind of Yanshan are you going to, don't make trouble, I'll sleep for a while."

"Master, you are sleepy. The prince ordered yesterday that everyone in the mansion has to go to Yanshan Mountain to pray for blessings. The princess and the others are waiting behind the door."

pray?

Depend on!The ancients were troublesome, they had to go up the mountain to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name, and they had to eat vegetarian food for a long time. It was really a pain in the ass.

After pulling the quilt over her head, Fu Xuanrong didn't have the slightest intention to get up.

Lian's impatient little face turned red, "Master, don't sleep, the prince and princess will be angry if you delay."

"...This bastard!" Gritting her teeth and staring, Fu Xuanrong lifted the quilt, wishing she could rush to the gate of the palace and beat Li Junhao to relieve her anger.

Praying for blessings, praying for blessings, praying for a fart of blessings, it is more important to get rid of Yujin's white lotus earlier than anything else.

Although she was full of reluctance, Fu Xuanrong let Lian Xin wash herself up a few times.

In order not to let her master be compared by Yujin, Lian Xin almost used all her skills in pressing the bottom of the box, choosing clothes and pasting flowers, and it took half an hour to get it done.

When the two of them walked to the gate of the palace one by one, what they got was a series of astonishing gazes.

A blue green smoked sweater, a pleated skirt scattered with water mist and green grass, wearing a light blue thin veil of emerald green water, the muscles are like fat, the breath is like orchids, the waist is folded and the waist is light, and the wrist is light. Yarn, eyes full of spring water and clear waves, long hair lightly pulled up with a jade hairpin, jade bells hanging on the corner of the skirt jingle with the pace, and every step will make a "ding ding dong dong" sound, It's like Xuan Yue.

Fu Xuanrong is a person who doesn't like to dress up very much on weekdays. He either wears a loose long gown casually or has disheveled hair. Today's appearance is simply not at all reminiscent of Rong's master who is eating melon seeds with Erlang's legs up.

Just when everyone was silent in Fu Xuanrong's flourishing beauty, they saw her lifted her skirt in a disfigured way, and said with disgust, "Damn, what kind of rags, it's really troublesome."

"..." Sure enough, Master Rong is still the same Master Rong, with the familiar formula and familiar taste.

Yujin, who had been waiting for a long time, dozed off in the carriage for a while. Hearing the movement outside, she lifted the curtain and glanced at Fu Xuanrong, with a hint of jealousy evident on her face, "Your sister is really unusual. You have to make everyone in the house wait so long."

"My concubine's words are wrong. The so-called woman is the one who pleases herself. I have a sincere heart for the prince, so naturally I have to dress up."

A casual sentence blocked Yujin back, Fu Xuanrong climbed into the carriage, and sat down beside Li Junhao.

Looking at the two people who were so close, Yujin was so angry that she almost gritted her teeth.

She has been married to the prince for so long, and every time she travels, she can only sit opposite him so as not to overstep. What kind of a bitch is this, and she deserves to be so close to the prince.

Covering her lips and yawning, Fu Xuanrong's watery phoenix eyes squinted at Li Junhao beside her, and raised her eyebrows in surprise.

This man usually wore purple shirts in the past, but today he changed into a black one. He has a tall and elegant figure, with gold patterns embroidered on the cuffs and hem of his clothes, and a jade pendant tied around his waist. Her black hair was tied in a golden crown, and her eyes, which were as intoxicating as the moonlight, were cold and without any warmth.

After wiping the corners of her mouth to make sure there was no drooling, Fu Xuanrong heaved a sigh of relief.

This man, what are you doing to make yourself so handsome? Don't you know that she doesn't have the slightest restraint on beautiful men?
Fu Xuanrong stared at Li Junhao without blinking, which was undoubtedly a provocation to Yujin.

She covered her lips and sneered, "Sister, when we go out, every action we take represents the face of the palace. Although the prince is our husband, it's probably not good for outsiders to see him if he stares at him so intently."

"Not good?" Fu Xuanrong was very puzzled, "What's wrong? I see that my man broke the law too?"

This natural sentence of "I am a man" made Yujin's face look as ugly as if he had swallowed a fly.

This bitch is indeed a lowly bastard who can't stand on the stage, so eager to express his liking in front of the prince, he has no self-cultivation at all.

Fu Xuanrong was very sleepy, smacked her tongue, didn't bother to argue with Yujin again, covered her lips and yawned, tilted her body, and fell directly into the arms of a man beside her.

The pretty brows were slightly frowned, even though Li Junhao wanted to deliberately ignore this woman he loved and hated, but seeing her tired face, he still didn't want to push her away, but adjusted his posture slightly and let her lie down. more comfortable.

Looking at each other, Fu Xuanrong suddenly laughed, tugged on Li Junhao's collar with her soft and boneless hands, and raised her head to offer a kiss like a touch of water.

The soft touch on his lips made Li Junhao's body stiff for a moment, and when he realized it, Fu Xuanrong let go of his hands and lay back.

"I'll sleep for a while, remember to call me when I arrive."

With a soft and waxy voice, like being coquettish, Li Junhao's eyes flashed a little struggle, but in the end he just sighed secretly, "Okay."

He was really doomed to lose to this woman, but even so, he felt happy.

"..." Yu Jin, who was completely ignored, bit her lips tightly, her face had turned gray.

Is the prince and Fu Xuanrong getting along so well?He never avoided even being touched, why?How could she be better than this bitch?
Why as long as she is there, he is like a green leaf and can only be reduced to a foil?

The atmosphere in the carriage was oppressive, only Fu Xuanrong slept soundly, and even snored slightly.

(End of this chapter)