Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

The prince suddenly held her hand that was rubbing his hair and asked, "You are worried that I will be sick."

Su Yueming continued to wipe him and said, "You are the prince."

Hearing her answer, a trace of loneliness appeared in the prince's eyes and said, "If I were not the prince, wouldn't you be worried about me?"

Su Yueming sighed leisurely and said to Feng Po on the side, "Your Highness's robe is wet. If the emperor and the queen find it, they will be suspicious again. Now, it cannot cause any additional topics. Go back to Yuming Garden first.

Let's dry your robe before leaving. I won't be discovered by anyone in this mansion all day, and I don't care about this time."

"Yes!" Feng Po immediately stepped forward and said to the prince, "Your Highness, come with me."

"Even if that person enters the palace, he won't get any advantage." He said as if he promised behind her.

Su Yueming was stunned and said, "I'll talk about these later."

When the green face of the green tea warmed Su Yueming in the room and Bier saw the visitor picking off the bamboo hat, they were all shocked. For a moment, it seemed as if the air had solidified.

There are actually men who look so beautiful in this world.

White clothes are better than snow, spotless, exquisite and impeccable, and unconsciously exudes the charm and beauty of inverted beings.

Both of them were stunned and rude.

"Why don't you pay me a favor to the prince." Su Yueming frowned. She knew that he was the most beautiful man in the Great Zhou Dynasty, but this was the first time she saw someone who could be so stupid when she saw him.

Almost didn't drool.

"Yes, the prince is a thousand years old." Lurong and Bier finally came to their senses and immediately knelt down. Both of them's faces turned red and their hearts were thumping.

They never thought that they could meet the famous Prince of the present at such a close distance.

The prince raised his hand, and his movements revealed his natural nobility and elegance, and said, "Get up."

"Yes." The two stood up and retreated to the side, their hearts still thumped violently.

Su Yueming ordered, "You go and move the stove to my room, and don't let anyone know that the prince is here."

"Yes, princess."

Lurong and Bier went to move the stove, and then brought it to Shaowang a little, then went out to cook ginger and tea soup as Su Yueming told him. Feng Po stayed outside the door with responsibilities and did not allow anyone to break in at will.

"Train down the robe. I don't have men's clothes here, so your highness can only wrap this one first." Su Yueming brought over the printed quilt with purple brocade on her bed and said.

There were only two of them in the room, and the prince began to untie his wet outer robe.

But I don't know that when I was in the palace, all these things were served by eunuchs, palace maids or nannys. When the prince felt that he was not doing it himself, the robe was made recently. The latest style and buttons were particularly strange.

He untied it for half a day, but he couldn't untickle a single button.

Su Yueming raised her eyes and saw his embarrassed look. She sighed lightly, walked forward, raised her hand and placed it between his neck, and said—

"I'll do it."

"..." The prince stopped and looked down at the person in front of him.

Su Yueming raised her head, and a pair of white tender gloves moved flexibly between his neck. Looking at it, her thin tail finger accidentally touched his cheek.

The smooth touch made his heart and his throat move.