Favored Doctor Consort

She followed the swallows and walked behind a screen in the dormitory, where a large wooden barrel was steaming.

She approached and looked at the full bucket of hot water. She turned to look at the swallows, "I haven't seen you bring in water."

The swallow pointed at a bamboo tube extending from the wall and explained: "Water flows from the outside. If the princess feels that the water is not enough or is cold, you can call me and I will use the hot water It flows into the wooden barrel through a bamboo tube from the outside. "

"It's a good idea," she appreciated.

The swallow set her clean clothes aside and was about to reach out to help her undress. She took a step back and said a little awkwardly, "I'll do it myself. Go out first."

She knew that in the rich and powerful people's house, the lady was bathed by someone, not to mention that it was in the emperor's house, but she was obviously unable to adapt as a modern person, and there were people watching beside her while bathing.

"The slaves stepped down. What do the princesses need? The name of the slaves is that the slaves will guard outside the door."

She nodded. "Okay."

The swallow retreated, she extended her head from behind the screen, and saw that Long Yinfeng seemed to be reading a book. He was still some distance away from the screen. Wouldn't she want to peek into her bath?

She slid off her lewd clothes and bellyband, and soaked in hot water.

"Huh, it's so comfortable."

She rested her head on the edge of the barrel, closed her eyes and enjoyed.

Long Yinfeng looked at the screen, faintly seeing only a silhouette of her. Last night she didn't sleep at all. He knew that, so he would let the swallow prepare hot water, and it would be much easier for her to take a hot bath.

Because she was too comfortable, Mu Xiyue fell asleep on a wooden barrel. Long Yinfeng saw that she hadn't come out late and had to push her wheelchair to the screen.

Her skin was like sebum, probably because she was soaked in hot water for too long, her cheeks turned red, and even her skin became pale pink.

She was already beautiful, and now she looked even more seductive. His dark eyes were deep and her beautiful throat knot rolled up and down.

"Swallow."

He called softly.

The swallow came in from outside, Long Yinfeng said, "Take her out, don't cool her."

After the swallow reached the screen, she saw Mu Xiyue fell asleep in the tub.

She easily lifted Mu Xiyue out of the water, Long Yinfeng looked away, and when the swallow put her on the bed and covered her with a quilt, he turned his head again, Looking at sleeping woman in bed.

The Swallow resigned from the dorm respectfully, Long Yinfeng pushed the wheelchair to the bed, and just kept watching her.

On this day, the Chaoyang Palace was as deserted as usual, but there were rumors in the palace.

Everyone talked and laughed at a disability and a broken shoe. It was a perfect match.

How clever King was, he finally got rid of Mu Xiyue's entanglement, and how the prince was unlucky. He was crippled, and now he married a shrewd woman.

The people in this palace have always worshipped high and low, with a face of a scumbag.

When Mu Xiyue woke up, it was already sunset and the blood-red sunset sprinkled through the window.

She sat up from the bed, the quilt slipped from her body, and a cool feeling struck, and she realized that she was not wearing clothes.

She remembered that she was bathing clearly, why was she somehow lying in bed?

A hot look passed her, and she looked sideways, clutching the quilt tightly around her.

"You ... why are you here?"

She stared at Long Yinfeng, looking frightened.

He looked away, his voice light. "This is my room. Why can't I be here?"

She bit her lower lip, frowned, and hesitated for a long time before asking, "Did you put me on the bed?"

If it was him, wouldn't her body be seen by him?

She looked at him, her heart pounding so hard, as if she was about to pop out of her throat, her face burning hot.

His black eyes flickered, and the corners of his lips were rising with a smile, "Not me, but a swallow."

Hearing his words, she was obviously relieved and patted her chest gently, and murmured: "It's okay, okay."

There was a cooing bellow in her stomach, and she had been awake for a whole day.

She thought of getting up, but found that her clothes were still sitting behind the screen.

She looked at Long Yinfeng awkwardly, "I don't know if the swallows can be outside the door?"

"She should be in the kitchenette, what's wrong?"

"I ..." She ducked her eyes and looked at him with embarrassment. "Can you help me get my clothes behind the screen."

"it is good."

He responded with a sip, pushed the wheelchair to the screen, and moved to the bed with folded clean clothes.

As his hands were pushing the wheels, her clothes were placed on his legs, and the delicate pink lotus bellyband was placed in front of him.

In the end, it was her daughter's lingerie. Although it was no better than a modern hood, she reddened her cheeks, stretched out a hand from the quilt, and took the clothes from his legs.

"You ... you turn around and I'm getting dressed."

He took a deep look at her, then turned the wheelchair back to her, and behind him heard Soso's voice, and he could imagine that she was dressing in a mess.

After a while, I heard her say, "Uncle, can you teach me how to wear this skirt?"

He turned around and saw her look frowning. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his tone soft, "Come here."

She got out of bed and walked in front of him with her bare feet, and his eyes fell on her feet, her dark eyes sinking.

"Look, how do you wear this skirt?"

She had a water-green thousand-water skirt in her hand, and a tulle. I wondered whether she should wear a skirt first or a tulle first.

She puckered her mouth and sighed in her heart. Her wonderful work in the medical world has now become a life idiot, and she won't even wear clothes.

He took the Qianshui skirt on her hand, and she squatted very fitly, looking at him. He patiently instructed her to wear the skirt, and taught her how to tie the skirt. Finally, she thought it was the tulle of the dress It turned out to be the veil on the arm.

They were so close that she could smell the faint herb smell on him, and his eyes were very focused. The pale pink lips twitched softly, and her heart beat suddenly.

She looked away unnaturally, and there was a hot feeling on her face.

"Okay." He retracted his hand and looked at her with a smile.

She stood upright, turned around in a circle, and her skirt made a beautiful arc in the air.

She blinked at Long Yinfeng, "Do I look good?"

He murmured, "It looks good."

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