The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Rong Jing felt Yun Qingyue's sight, and looked up to her. She was a little bit embarrassed, a little helpless, and a little caught by surprise, and so on. The demeanor came together in one place. Where did he see his venomous mouth, poisonous tongue, black heart and black lungs?

Yun Qiangyue rarely saw such a scene, but he couldn't hold it, but he couldn't help it, "Boo" laughed out loud. She suddenly felt that although she was very embarrassed about this matter, he was probably not much better.

"You're still in a mood to laugh, and it's really a woman with no heart and no lungs!" Rong Jing put down his hand touching his forehead, and when Yun Qianyue actually laughed at him, he was neither angry nor annoyed, and glared at her rarely. At a glance, he asked, "What the **** do you do? Hurry up!"

Yun Qianyue looked at Rong Jing, and it was rare to see him eating Karma. The more he wanted, the more funny he was, and the small smile suddenly turned into a laugh. He laughed and said: "Rong Jing, you have today! Sure enough, God opened his eyes!"

"What's the matter with Guan Tian? Don't forget that you got me. If you are still on the bed, the whole bed will probably be overwhelmed by your blood." Rong Jing looked at Yun Qianyue without a picture Laughing, not too shy, not annoyed, calmed down, and reminded her calmly and calmly.

Yun Qianyue's laughter came to an abrupt end, and she looked at Rong Jing with a dark face. "It's not your business even if it's overwhelmed!"

"It's none of my business, then you can just lie down! I'm out. If someone asks, I'll be very kind to help you. The day when Ms. Asahi is surely coming soon is finally an adult. "Rong Jing suddenly turned around and stepped out.

by! This dead man! Yun Qianyue's face changed and shouted, "You are not allowed to go out! You dare to go out and try again."

When Rong Jing didn't hear it, he reached out and pushed the door.

"Who said it's none of your business? Come back!" Yun Qianyue could only soften her breath. She knows that this man can do anything with a black heart, and she will be a man in the future! Can't let him get out and talk nonsense.

"It's really my business?" Rong Jing looked back at Yun Qianyue and raised his eyebrows.

"It's really your business." Yun Qiangyue has the urge to beat people.

"Well, since it's my business, I won't go out." Rong Jing let go of the door handle, turned and walked back, his eyes hidden with a smile.

Yun Qingyue thought it was better not to have general knowledge with a man who had not grown into a man. She took a deep breath and said to Rong Jing: "You let Xiange send you a set of clothes."

"Xiange was instructed to ask Qian Yan at Qianmen. He is not here now." Rong Jing said.

"Then Mo Li! Let Mo Li go to get a set of your clothes." Yun Qianyue couldn't wipe her face and instructed Mo Li to do this. She could only let Rong Jing shout, she could not afford to lose this person.

"I'm afraid that something can't be dealt with along the way, so Mo Li went to Qianmen with him." Rong Jing said again.

"You..." Yun Qianyue looked at Rong Jing and said annoyed: "Xiange, you can just instruct him to go. Mo Li is my personal guard, why should you instruct him to go away at will?"

Yun Qianyue thought that Mo Li was too incompetent. Should she consider changing him?

"Due to your relationship, why bother to separate each other? You can block the injury for me, so why don't I use your covert guard?" Rong Jing seemed to see through Yun Qingyue's thoughts and said slowly: "Mo Li But from Mohs, Moss is a mysterious family, generations of secret guards, familiar with all kinds of assassination and hidden weapon doorways, especially hidden kung fu is excellent. Mo Li is the leader of a new generation of Mohs, if you drive him away, just Used it for me."

"Dream! I won't give him to you." Yun Qianyue immediately dismissed her thoughts and stared at Rongjing. "Now you will drive them all away, who will bring you clothes? Don't tell me there is in this room What are you wearing?"

"You're right, I just forgot. Xing Ge prepared some clothes for me when he left, and put them on the bedside." Rong Jing looked at the bedside.

Yun Qianyue looked at the head of the bed. Sure enough, there were several sets of clothes neatly stacked there, all of which were a series of crescent moon white robe. Her face was so unsightly, she picked up the clothes and threw them at Rongjing, angrily said: "Why don't you forget your head?"

Rong Jing reached out and took the clothes that hit him straight, and seemed to smile. "It's not because of you! It's not uncommon for me to forget my head a few times."

Yun Qingyue snorted, not worrying about it, and urged Rong Jing, "I'm not going to change soon! After the screen."

Rong Jing stopped talking this time, nodded and took the clothes to the screen. Soon after the screen, the sound of changing clothes was heard. Yun Qianyue rolled her eyelids, pushed the quilt off the bed, walked to the closet and took out a clean piece of clothing, walked back to the bed, and said to Rong Jing: You are not allowed to come out after changing clothes. Wait until I change to let you come out.

"Okay!" Rong Jing responded.

Yun Qianyue started to undress. When she took off half of her clothes, she suddenly remembered an important thing. Her movements in her hand stopped, and she looked down between her legs. Some of them thought sorrowfully, wondering if there was a sanitary napkin in this world. What should she use for sanitary napkins?

After the screen, there was no more noise. It was clear that Rong Jing had finished changing his clothes, but he did not come out immediately after hearing Yun Qianyue.

Yun Qianyue's face is a bit ugly. Since coming to this world, she has forgotten about women and Kwai Shui. Where can I ask others what they use? She looked up at the screen and took a deep breath. Anyway, it’s not ashamed to be ashamed anymore. Why not lose it again? He yelled outside, "Mother Zhao, you come in."

"Miss, Ms. Zhao is in the kitchen! What are your slaves?" Cailian's voice came from outside.

"You can't do it, call Mother Zhao!" Yun Qiangyue thought that Cailian was younger than her, and she probably didn't understand this.

"Yes!" Cailian wondered, but went on obediently.

Yun Qianyue covered her body with a quilt and waited quietly. Rong Jing was very patient after the screen.

Not long after, Ms. Zhao pushed the door in. She glanced at the room. She was surprised to see Rong Jing and asked softly, "Miss, are you looking for an old slave?"

"What... do you use that... what do you use?" Yun Qianyue pulled Ms. Zhao and asked in a low voice.

"Which does Miss say?" Mother Zhao wondered.

"It's that... the woman came..." Yun Qianyue's voice was extremely low, but the room was too quiet, and she felt that her words were still very clear.

"What does the woman come from?" Mother Zhao couldn't figure out what it was. In the clouds.

"Oh, it's Kwai Shui. What kind of stuff did you use when you came to Kwai Shui?" Yun Qianyue was out, and didn't whisper. Anyway, the wicked guy knew what she was afraid of.

"Oh! Miss is talking about Kwai Shui, Miss... Miss Kwai Shui is here? What a joy!" Mama Zhao suddenly realized that she was happy.

Yun Qianyue looked up at the sky, what's so welcome. She said one by one: "Don't worry, I will ask you what I want to pad with?" For the first time, she found that there was no agitator around her!

"Miss you wait, the old slave will fetch it for you." Mother Zhao threw a sentence and ran out happily.

Yun Qianyue was holding the quilt and wrapped around and waited.

In a few moments, Ms. Zhao went back and returned, holding a cloth bag or something in her hand. She hurried to the bed and handed the cloth bag to Yun Qianyue. "Just use this."

"This?" Yun Qianyue reached out and took the bag, widening her eyes. "This thing... works?"

"Available! The old slave was thinking that the young lady was about to catch up, and Kwai Shui should be here too. She sewed a lot of clothes for the young lady a few days ago. The one used by the young lady was stuffed with cotton and soft, Naturally, it is good. The slave-servants usually use bran and sewn, which is worse than this. I don’t know how much..." Mother Zhao quickly said.

Yun Qianyue looked at the cloth bag in his hand a little speechless, unable to speak in half a ring.

"Miss?" Mother Zhao looked at Yun Qianyue.

"How long can this be used?" Yun Qianyue asked again.

"About half a day! It depends on how much Miss Kwai Shui. If it is more, it will be an hour, and if it is less, it will be half a day." Mother Zhao said.

Her Kwai Shui wets the bed sheet for a long time without saying anything, and dyes her clothes and Rong Jing's clothes a lot, is that a lot? It's an hour, and it's still made by Ms. Zhao. Isn't it disinfected and clean? She has an urge to cry.

"Miss is not satisfied?" Mother Zhao looked at Yun Qingyue somewhat helplessly.

Yun Qianyue closed her eyes, thinking it was ancient, and it would be nice to have something for her. Can't ask for too high a sanitary napkin. She opened her eyes again and shook her head at Ms. Zhao, "satisfied. Come on! I will use this."

"Okay! The old slave will go and tell the old prince and the prince." Mama Zhao turned and walked out.

"Wait, are you going to tell my grandpa and father?" Yun Qingyue was startled. Is this kind of thing known to everyone?

"It's a happy event for the lady to come to Kwai Shui. Your identity is distinguished. Naturally, you have to sue the old prince and the prince. This matter is to be included in the record of the Fuzhong ceremony." Mother Zhao said immediately.

"Then you go!" Yun Qianyue was weak.

Mother Zhao thought that the young lady might come here for the first time, and she was not used to it. She smiled and comforted her again. She said that when she came, Miss Kwai Shui became an adult and went out of the door, facing the courtyard of Old Master Yun Xiang Yun. Ran away.

Yun Qianyue watched Ms. Zhao happily run out of Qianyue Pavilion, withdrew her gaze, watched the cloth bag in her hand struggle for a moment, and then put it on, and quickly learned to change clothes, and she took care of everything before she wore it. Put on shoes and get out of bed. Some looked at the messy bed and a pile of clothes, including the robe that Rong Jing just threw on the ground. She shouted badly at the screen and said, "You can come out!"

Rong Jing slowly came out from behind the screen, and Yu Yan was slightly dyed.

Yun Qianyue rolled his eyes and reached for the clothes on the floor, and said angrily: "What should you do with your robe?" Can't someone come to ask her to wash it for a while? Is it too shameful?