Pampered Into Being The Empress

Although Mu Huai's appearance is pure and elegant, he has a strong and masculine figure due to martial arts.

When holding her with a little account-style, her arms are strong and powerful, and she always gives birth to Mu Qiang's mind.

Before going to bed recently, Rong Xi was wrapped in his familiar body temperature, and then listened to his strong heartbeat and even breathing.

All the things on him reminded her of the beautiful| fascinating pictures that the two shared Dunlun before.

At the time of bliss, Mu Huai's dark and deep eyes always wore a deep sinking, and they always whispered coaxing words in her ears.

Rong Xi knew that Mu Huai had never had a woman before. At first, he had a lot of brute force, and because he was reluctant to do this with him, but couldn't refuse, he couldn't get much fun in it.

After the number of times, Mu Huai was no longer so brutal. Knowing that he was gentler, she could cooperate a little bit, and over time, she could find pleasure in it.

Rong Xi comforted herself, but couldn't blame her for this.

Mu Huai was born handsome, and she was a normal woman, both young and vigorous. It would be strange not to have such thoughts.

But the cheeks were still red like sunset.

Seeing the woman still dodging, Mu Huai confirmed Shi Cai's thoughts, but she was interested in her heart. She smiled deeper and whispered in the woman's ear, "Do you want to feed you alone?"

Rong Xi’s ears were very itchy, so he shrank his neck again, and replied in a low voice, “...concubine body has always remembered the imperial doctor’s instructions...before the month is stable...no. It’s not a waste of time, the concubine can bear it. Live."

Mu Huai pursed his lips and did not speak any more. He only grabbed the tenderness of the woman into his palm, and gradually clasped her fingers.

Rong Xi closed her eyes and forced herself to sleep, but Mu Huai's next move made her eyes widen...

From time to time, Mu Huai went to the ground to light the candle in the lampstand, and also found a piece of towel for the woman to wipe patiently.

The drizzle outside the window, and Rong Xi's delicate peach blossom eyes are also full of tears.

Mu Huai didn't use much effort, but in her mind, fireworks lit up several times.

Bang, bang, bang.

Until now, Rong Xi still felt that the sceneries in front of him were not very clear, and white shadows flashed everywhere.

Mu Huai glanced at the delicate and feeble woman on the bed, his face was forbearing and not pretty.

Seeing her look like a disaster, he suddenly realized that everything he was doing was playing with fire.

A little loss of reason will hurt her.

Mu Huai lowered his head to kiss the woman's eyebrows, put on his cloak at will and walked out of the bedroom.

The attendants outside stood tall and upright, and they were all surprised to see that the prince had left the temple late at night.

But after asking for peace, he bowed his head, not daring to ask more.

On spring and rainy nights, the breeze outside was cold and slightly wet.

Mu Huai stood under the heavy eaves of the East Palace for a long time, before Fang suppressed all the evil thoughts, and returned to the hall with a chill of cold air on his body.

Under the warm yellow candlelight, the petite woman shrank softly in the quilt, like a satiated little lazy cat.

Mu Huai shook his head helplessly, and after holding Jiao Ren'er in his arms again, he asked in a low voice, "How, can I feed you alone?"

The woman's delicate and curled nose was slightly red, and her throat was still crying, and she responded softly, "Hmm..."

Mu Huai couldn't help but see the woman's eyes closed, but tears still overflowed between her eyes.

This grinning spirit is really a cute doll made of tears, sweet and juicy, almost flooding the bed.

His voice was low, dumb and mellow, and it sounded very magnetic, with a slightly commanding tone, and then said: "After the child is born, he must be returned to the gu. Did you hear?"

Rong Xi's consciousness was a little confused, he just nodded obediently, and replied: "Well, the concubine will be returned to the husband..."

Reluctantly, Mu Huai gently stroked the top of her hair with his clearly defined hand, but felt that the woman was dreaming, and she probably didn't know what she was talking about.

Thinking of this, he said in a mild tone, and finally whispered: "It's good, go to sleep."

******

Zhai Zhuo's wife was appointed by the court in the early years, and she was not only the wife of Shangshu, but also the wife of Daqi.

Bianjing rarely cleared this day, so Mrs. Zhai took the two prostitutes she had left into the palace to greet the queen.

Zhai Shiyin's hair has been maintained for a period of time, and finally restored to its former supple beauty. Mrs. Zhai has searched for her hair growth and beauty formulas in Bianjing. Whatever food can make her skin whiter, she can eat whatever she eats.

After pampering him for so long, the current Zhai Shiyin has returned to the beautiful appearance of Wufaxue.

Mrs. Zhai has always let her eldest daughter carry the elegant and graceful frame of a beauty who does not eat the fireworks in the world. Zhai Shiyin has practiced dance since she was a child, she is tall and exquisite, and she also has twin long beautiful legs.

She didn't want her eldest daughter's eyebrows to produce the same flattery as those of those **** concubines.

Her proud eldest daughter, even if she can't marry the prince, is destined to be a lord's family.

The emperor's back was sitting in the phoenix chair, and the court lady watched tea for the Zhai family members who were sitting on both sides.

She has a thick powder on her face, but she can hardly hide her decline, and her voice calmly said: "The emperor now, I am afraid that there is no intention to let Shiyin marry the prince. A while ago, the palace and the emperor mentioned this matter. The emperor meant that he wanted to re-select the concubine for the prince among the daughters of the family."

After speaking, Mrs. Zhai sighed softly.

Zhai Shiyin was calm, but his face was tense, without the usual gentleness.

However, Zhai Shihua kept quietly looking at the expressions of his mother and eldest sister with those apricot eyes, and the corners of his mouth were secretly smiling.

Mrs. Zhai had been mentally prepared since that day when she heard the dispute between Zhai Shiyin and Rong Liangdi. She respectfully said to the queen: "Now that this situation is happening, then Yin'er will not want to marry into the East Palace. There are so many princes and princes in Beijing, and wherever Yin'er marries, they are all in the family, at least they can live a life of wealth and leisure."

Having said that, Mrs. Zhai still felt sorry.

After all, for so many years, she has exhausted her efforts to train Zhai Shiyin according to the noble person in that position.

Now, because of that Rong Liangdi, the success has been lost, and the bamboo basket has been exhausted.

Zhai Shiyin was extremely unwilling to think of Mu Huailiang's cold eyes and cruel attitude towards her.

In the past few months, she was raising her hair, but her aggressiveness in her heart became stronger, and she wanted to slam Rong Xi's concubine under her feet, and then compete with her.

She wanted to conquer Mu Huai, an arrogant man.

Zhai Shiyin sometimes took self-pity in the mirror, looking at her beautiful body and fair skin, she felt that she was not bad at all.

Even though the woman was more beautiful than her, she was pregnant and couldn't satisfy him. Why did Mu Huai spoil her so much, not even a maidservant?

Zhai Shiyin raised her eyes, and said in a quiet tone: "Niang, is there really no other way?"

Seeing Zhai Shiyin like this, Mrs. Zhai finally reprimanded her in front of the queen: "How come you are still arrogant about this matter? If the prince doesn't like you, you can't be more reserved?"

When Zhai Shihua heard Madam Zhai reprimand her eldest sister in this way, she almost laughed, but in time covered her mouth with a veil.

Zhai Shiyin realized that her sister was watching a joke, and turned her head to give her a cold look, and said in a low voice, "Don't be gloating here."

After hearing this, Zhai Shihua raised his eyebrows in disdain.

The queen saw the actions of the two sisters in her eyes, took a sip of tea, and said to Zhai Shiyin: "The prince is cold, but he is also a young man. Although the sound is not as beautiful as the folk good and beautiful, but She is also a famous beauty in Beijing."

Madame Zhai didn't understand why the queen said these words suddenly, so she asked incomprehensibly: "What's the meaning of the empress?"

The queen asked Zhai Shiyin again: "Shiyin, would you like to fight again? If you don't, my palace will choose a good one for you."

In terms of power and appearance, looking at the entire Bianjing city, no man can compare to Mu Huai. Of course, she wants to fight again.

Not to mention, she really wanted to kill that **** Rong Shi.

Zhai Shiyin nodded heavily, and said earnestly to the queen: "I am happy with the prince, and I want to marry him with everything."

The queen also nodded and said in a calm tone: "Well, since you have made up your mind, you have to take it easy. If you go back to the house today and have a good rest, the palace will find a way to give you a chance to get close to the prince."

After Zhai Shiyin returned to the house, Mrs. Zhai followed the instructions of the queen and asked an expert from Tianshui Lane for advice.

The Queen’s intention was to let Zhai Shiyin no longer have to put on a virtuous airs, saying that she had a beautiful appearance that was different from that of Rong.

The biggest problem now is that there is no chance to connect with the Prince.

You have to get in touch with him first before planning for the next step.

The Rong girl is a wild girl from the folks, who has not received a serious education, and she must have never cared about propriety, justice and shame.

The prince may just like this in her.

Unlike the noble ladies of the family in Beijing, the daughter of the Rong family may be more relaxed.

Zhai Shiyin also felt that the Queen's analysis made sense.

She didn't believe it. After she put down her figure, Mu Huai would not fall into her trap.

******

This night Bianjing was still being invaded by the spring rain, and Mu Huai sat in the political affairs hall and handed over the papers accumulated recently.

He is still withdrawn. After his courtiers leave, he doesn't like being disturbed by others, and prefers to handle government affairs alone.

The sound of rain fell like pearls, and Mu Huai raised his eyes to look at the rain curtain outside the hall when he heard the movement.

Feeling that the rain was too heavy, he decided to stay in the political affairs hall for a while and return to the East Palace later.

Based on the memory of his past life, he had some impression of the memorials sent from various places.

It was those local officials who asked Anzhezi to be annoyed by the few clichés that he went back and forth. As an emperor in his previous life, he could not ignore these.

Also have to note red one by one, and reply: Zhen'an.

With his dark eyebrows frowned, Mu Huai sorted out the important ones, prepared to present them to Emperor Zhuang tomorrow, and report to him on the affairs of the past few days.

He closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows. When he took a break, he smelled a refreshing tea fragrance with a few traces of woman's powder.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw that a cup of hot tea had been put on the book case.

An **** wearing a moat head lowered his head, and said in a thin and slightly feminine voice: "Your Royal Highness... please use some tea."

Mu Huai said in a cold tone, raised an eyebrow, and asked displeasedly: "Gu didn't call people to offer tea, why come in without permission?"

He scanned the eunuch's face coldly, and when he fixed his eyes, his eyebrows tightened again.

The **** was the eldest daughter of the Zhai family, Zhai Shiyin.

Zhai Shiyin immediately knelt down and respectfully said: "Your Highness... Your Highness Wanan."

The head of her hair was slightly loose, which was deliberately designed before.

When she lowered her head slowly, her head fell to the ground, and her thick, jet-black hair poured out, half wrapping her exquisite body.

Following the guidance of the expert in Tianshui Lane, Zhai Shiyin lowered her eyebrows slightly when her hair fell lightly, revealing a soft and charming state.

Anger suddenly rose in Mu Huai's heart, and there were attendants outside the political affairs hall, so how did this **** get in?

He remembered that there was a penthouse in the political affairs hall. The subordinates stayed there on weekdays. If there is a call from the master, he would walk out of the penthouse and walk into the hall to hear the order.

Then this bitch, I'm afraid that he had been lurking in the political affairs hall early in the morning, so he should have bribed some useless and greedy slave and transferred with him.

The courage is really big.

Mu Huai stared at Zhai Shiyin who was kneeling on the ground with cold eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "I kept my hair, but I still don't know how to converge. Is it true that I dare not take your life?"

After hearing this, Zhai Shiyin was shocked.

But he still walked on his knees on the armchair where Mu Huai was sitting, and in the tone of an expert from Tianshui Lane, he said softly: "...Small, I want to serve my lord... Tonight, my lord, I want to do whatever you want Yes."

After the conversation, Mu Huai gave her a dark look.

Zhai Shiyin was bold, and continued to mutter: "Don't you want your Highness? Tonight, the youngest is just a little **** who is waiting for his Royal Highness. No one knows that the youngest is actually Miss Zhai Jia. The youngest is here, and he has a quiet relationship with His Highness. ,Is it not good?"

She pretended to be an **** and invited him to steal Yunhuan with her.

The beauty of her birth, if Mu Huai was a normal man, how could he refuse?

She will make him forget him tonight, and she will make him feel that she is in harmony with him.

Over time, she didn't believe that Mu Huai would have no affection for her.

Seeing Mu Huai's cold face, Zhai Shiyin stretched out his fate with a trembling hand.

After all, Mu Huai couldn't restrain the sudden violence in his heart, got up quickly, and poured the hot tea from Zhai Shiyin's head.

The tea was still steaming, and Zhai Shiyin only felt burning pain on the top of her head and cheeks. She was a little scared whether she would be burned and disfigured.

Zhai Shiyin was in extreme pain, but he was afraid of angering Mu Huai. He didn't feel any strange noise. He rubbed the tea on his face indiscriminately, suddenly losing the ability to think.

He only heard a "--ding" sound, the tea cup was thrown on the ground by Mu Huai.

Zhai Shiyin's heartbeat speeded up, and his heart was almost reaching the throat.

Only heard Mu Huai's command in a very cold voice: "Get out, I hate the touch of a bitch."