Pampered Into Being The Empress

Mu Huai didn't understand the careful thoughts of his daughter's family. At that time, Rong Xi only had a slight affection for him as the fourth prince, but he already disliked his mediocre appearance after dissolving. Who doesn't want to be beautiful and clean in front of the one you like.

Even if Mu Huai wiped her body with a towel and hot water, she still felt that her body was not clean. She just didn't want to do this kind of thing with Mu Huai with this face.

Rong Xi tightened the cloak that he wore, but felt that the embroidered pattern on the outside of the cloak was very complicated, but the fabric inside was extremely close-fitting and comfortable, and she didn't have the brocade robe that Mu Huai wore today. Have seen.

Ordinarily, she knew all his clothes and accessories.

After he entered Ye, 80% of today's clothing was made by him.

Ye State enriched the country with brocade. The original cause of this war was also because Ye State did not fulfill the contract between the two countries, took Qi State’s money, and did not offer all the brocades that Qi State wanted. And the monarch of Ye was even so faint that he openly insulted Mu Huai's emperor Chengdi at the banquet.

Rong Xi's stature was too short, and this luxurious cloak almost dragged to the ground.

Mu Huai saw water droplets hanging on Rong Xi's long eyelashes, but his mind was obviously divided by the cloak, so he asked in a low voice, "Why don't you answer my words?"

After that, I am going to kiss her hair side.

Rong Xi dodged hurriedly, and Mu Huai rushed for nothing.

She felt that Mu Huai really didn't dislike her at all. Her black hair hadn't been washed for a few days, so he could still get rid of her mouth? !

Mu Huai was still patient, and was about to peck at the soft face of the woman in front of him.

Rong Xi avoided again, and then replied with a soft voice: "The concubine's faces are all spots, so ugly, don't kiss your husband..."

Mu Huai was tortured by her, and gradually lost patience, his eyes darkened a bit.

This woman is really too squeamish, neither can this, nor that.

He really spoiled her too much, he was so used to her.

Thinking about this, Mu Huai’s tone was gentle. He gently held the woman’s vacant tenderness in front of him with his big hand, and said with great patience: “No ugly, no matter what Xi’er, I will like."

con man.

Although Rong Xi turned his back to Mu Huai, he couldn't see the slight change in his face, but he also understood Mu Huai's tricks early in the morning.

He is no longer the same as before. He only knows how to be hard with her, and he will also say some soft rhetoric to deceive and confuse her.

She would be like those sentimental and thoughtful girls, if she was coaxed by him, she would respond to all his shameless demands.

And since she gave birth to Chen'er, Mu Huai is more and more able to coax women.

Mu Huai calmly embraced her behind her, and her sturdy arms also shackled her.

He is very tall and big, covering her petite tightly.

Rong Xi felt that he was like a rabbit held by a lion.

When her beautiful eyes turned slightly to think about countermeasures, Mu Huai straightened her body sharply and asked her to face him.

His talented tone is so gentle, but his eyes are full of darkness when he looks at her now.

Mu Huai clamped her chin with one hand, and asked in a low voice, "Don't let me kiss you?"

Rong Xi's eyes dodged, trying his best to avoid the man's slightly scorching gaze, and he replied: "After returning to Qi country...when the concubine finishes bathing, you can do whatever you want, the emperor."

But Mu Huai sneered, and replied indifferently: "This is natural."

"Your Majesty..."

Rong Xi looked down at Mu Huai's slender hand.

Mu Huai still didn't let go of her, but she said so, what else does this man want her to do?

Seeing the woman frowned slightly, Mu Huai just let go of her shackles.

He stared at her for a long while, and then replied with a bewildered voice and whispered his life: "Then you will come to kiss me."

——"If I am satisfied, how about letting you go tonight?"

This is naturally worthwhile.

Rong Xi breathed a sigh of relief, but still felt a little uneasy, and then asked softly: "Your Majesty's words can count?"

Without hesitation, Mu Huai immediately said: "Naturally count."

When the words fell, he blinked.

The long crow's eyelashes were also drooped, and under the candlelight, his rosy eyes became deeper and deeper.

Rong Xi’s heartbeat missed a few beats, but she felt that she had been with Mu Huai for three years. During these three years, her aesthetics towards men had also changed.

Her former favorite type of gentleman gentleman, now it seems that it is not so attractive. The gentleman Wenrun didn't have the masculine spirit of Mu Huai, nor the wild owl that he occasionally revealed.

However, a pure warrior does not have Mu Huai's good culture and statecraft. If Mu Huai wore a plain shirt, and his expression was not so serious, he would look like a noble family of Zhilan Yushu.

Ji Zuo, who was killed by her, was handsome, but he was more beautiful than a woman. He was born too coquettish. Rong Xi didn't like Ji Zuo's looks.

She still likes men like Mu Huai the most.

Although he is sometimes shameless, her Zhiyan is the best-looking man in her heart.

Thinking like this, Rong Xi stood on tiptoe and gently pecked the man's thin lips like a dragonfly.

Just as Mu Huai was about to lean, and clasp her little head to deepen the kiss, Rong Xi avoided it in time. Her voice was as sweet as Jiaoying's chirping, and she murmured, "My husband...you are the best. The concubine will definitely serve you well after returning to the palace."

Mu Huai likes her to play coquettishly with him with this kind of soft voice. The tip of her heart has become slightly crisp, but her face is pretending to be slightly heavy, and she asks displeasedly: "Just take this, I want to fool me. past?"

Rong Xi's expression was gentle, his eyes were ignorant, and he asked softly inexplicably, "But... but the concubines did it according to your majesty's request, is your majesty still not satisfied?"

Mu Huai pretended to be stunned, and said in a deep voice, "Not satisfied."

Rong Xi was panicked, only listening to the man's faint tone, and replied: "Xi'er knows to bluff me."

Seeing that the man looked down, she was a little anxious, and quickly explained: "There is no concubine."

After that, he had to step on his feet again, and his little hand reached out to the man's tough face, thinking about giving him a brutal kiss this time.

Maybe Mu Huai was already tired of tenderness and wanted her to be more domineering to him?

Mu Huai deliberately frowned, and suddenly hugged the fooled woman, and said in a faint tone: "Since Xi'er didn't please me, then I won't talk and count."

After that, he leaned forward and blocked Rong Xi's mouth.

Rong Xi's eyes widened suddenly, and she could clearly see the successful smile in Mu Huai's eyes.

Mu Huai is really a liar.

Big liar, hateful liar.

******

It was pitch black in the main tent, and Rong Xi was faintly, and he could clearly hear the sound of soldiers walking back and forth outside the tent.

The Qi army won. Although the soldiers of the squadron were excited, the military discipline in the entire camp was still strict. At this time, the soldiers in the training camp were still carrying lights to inspect the defenses everywhere.

The reorganization of the army will return tomorrow, and some soldiers are already preparing to leave the camp.

It took Rong Xi on the march with Mu Huai for half a month, which was much shorter than she had previously thought.

She closed her eyes and leaned against the man's arms, and the carbon fire in the brazier in the tent had been extinguished. Mu Huai hugged her with a lazy mute voice, and whispered in her ear: "Is it cold?"

Rong Xi curled up in his warm arms, looks unusually docile, and whispered, "It's not cold."

She was used to using Mu Huai as a heater early in the morning, and he was used to warming her up with his body.

Rong Xi secretly felt that Mu Huai was the same as the last time Fajin. After the victory in the war, his interest was always exceptionally high. Compared with the previous roughness, he also carried a fierce stubbornness.

Fortunately, after everything is final, he will always treat her very tenderly, staying with her tenderly.

Rong Xi remembered that when he was the fourth prince, the time he treated her very tenderly was also after Dun Lun.

The border between Qi and Ye is much more norther than Bianjing. If charcoal is not burned in this room, this delicate woman will definitely catch cold.

Thinking about it, Mu Huai got up and put on his clothes, ready to summon the soldiers to add some charcoal fire.

Rong Xi summoned him softly, and asked, "How much do the emperor do?"

Mu Huai faintly returned to her: "Go and add some charcoal fire."

Rong Xi struggled to get up, and covered the man's wrist with his hand. He pursed his lips and said, "This is what a slave should do. It's better for a slave to summon people."

She glanced at the cloak on the top of the bed, her cheeks were hot again.

Tomorrow will be back together, but such a luxurious cloak is too late to be washed, and should not be worn again.

But she was cleaned up patiently by Mu Huai. What Rong Xi didn't expect was that this time he came to the barracks, the man even brought the box of cream used by the two of them.

Mu Huai should have had a plan early in the morning, thinking that even when he arrived at the barracks, he would also do this with her.

--"stop."

Mu Huai summoned Rong Xi, and it took time to trim the clothes, but in order to get a step ahead of him, the woman clasped her cloth shoes before trimming the clothes and was about to walk to the tent.

Rong Xi didn't stop. Although she didn't take care of the clothes, she only stuck her head out of the tent, and said to the soldiers stationed outside: "The carbon in the charcoal basin is gone. Go get some carbon."

The soldier respectfully should be immediately.

Mu Huai shook his head helplessly, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Rong Xi took advantage of the soldiers to look for charcoal fire, he had already finished finishing his clothes, and also pulled a folding fan screen to cover the man on the couch.

During the whole process, Mu Huai was staring at her with cold eyes.

After the soldiers added carbon to the tent, the main tent gradually became warmer, the carbon fire was burning very vigorously, and there was a constant crackling sound.

After the soldiers were out of the tent, Rong Xi sat on the side of the couch and said softly to the man who had been staring at her: "This time the tent is warmed up, and your Majesty can sleep well."

--"sleep?"

Mu Huai's voice was still hoarse.

Rong Xi was puzzled, and asked: "It's getting late, isn't your majesty going to bed?"

When Mu Huai thought that after returning to the palace, Mu Jue and Mu Chen would occupy Rong Xi's time again. He also had a lot of government affairs to deal with. How could he let it go when they finally got alone?

He dragged the little man into his arms, bit her soft ears, and said forcefully: "I won't sleep...you don't sleep anymore. You will sleep in the car in the morning. "