Chapter 803 The Tyrant's Little Princess (55)
"Xiao Yingchun, I would like to advise you, just stay outside quietly, if you disturb His Majesty's happiness, I'm afraid you will lose your head."
He made a gesture and knocked on her forehead.
Yingchun was too frightened to speak.
Also, in this world, His Majesty is the biggest.
What can she do if she keeps up with her?
Yingchun thought about it, so she had to let go of her desire to follow.
Silently returned to the front of the maids, guarding with the prince.
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Changle Palace.
Crystal bead curtains meander and pour down, cloud-top sandalwood beams are used in the sleeping hall, and crystal jade discs are lamps.
Under the layers of silver veils, it is like the moonlight pouring out, glowing with crystal broken light, extremely extravagant.
The temperature outside is very low, even when the sun comes out, the temperature is still bitingly cold.
In the sleeping hall, the warm earth dragon is burning charcoal fire, and hot tea is warming on the stove, the fragrance of tea is overflowing, refreshing to the extreme.
On the wide-sided bed made of sandalwood, the gauze curtain was gently lifted by a slender hand, revealing the scene on the bed.
The black hair and black hair scattered randomly, the white and stunning beauty put her hands on her cheeks, closed her eyes, and breathed lightly.
She seemed to be sleeping very deeply and dishonestly, the thick and soft quilt barely covered her stomach.
Porcelain white toes are half exposed, like a piece of finely carved jade.
Perhaps because of a deep sleep, her fair face is slightly pink, like a ripe peach.
The lips are red and bright, slightly pursed, not parted.
The nerves of vigilance made her open her watery eyes in an instant, and glanced at the bedside.
Seeing someone coming, she closed her eyes again, turned over,
"Why are you here?" Her voice was sleepy and uninspired.
Eyelids are not opened, and it seems that he doesn't even want to move his fingers.
The man did not answer.
There seemed to be a slight sound behind him, and soon, a hot body was pressed against it.
Hold her from behind, cover her with the quilt, and turn her over again.
"..." Yun Si really didn't have the energy to argue with him, closed her eyes, hugged him, and lay lazily in his arms.
The man's big palm followed her black hair and slowly came to her back.
He didn't speak, it seemed that he just wanted to hug her for a while.
Yun Si was really sleepy, she leaned over and kissed his lips, and soon fell asleep again.
His breath was beside her, embracing her thoroughly, which made her vigilant.
So, this time Yun Si slept very comfortably.
It was so comfortable that even the air was soft, so she didn't want to move at all.
The two of them lay on her big bed, and they lay down like this until almost evening.
In the evening, it was still quiet outside the door of the dormitory, and no one came to disturb it at all.
In the past, even if they risked making her angry, the maids would stubbornly wake her up and wait for her to eat.
But today, none of the maids came, not even the most noisy Yingchun on weekdays.
Disappeared in unison, full of tacit understanding.
When Yun Si woke up, it was almost dark.
There are no lights in the sleeping hall, only the luminous pearls for decoration are on, vaguely illuminating the hall.
The light outside is bright, but when it shines in, because the windows with good light blocking properties are closed, the light coming in is very weak.
(end of this chapter)