Princess Consort Is No Pushover

When Yun Ruoyue thought of Chu Xuanchen kissing other women, she felt a little sour in her heart.

But she quickly nodded generously, "The so-called artificial respiration is not a kiss, it's just blowing into the patient's mouth, what's that? You can save them like this, I will never be angry."

"What if the other party is an old man in his sixtieth year?" Chu Xuanchen felt very reluctant when he thought that there was no limit to who could save someone.

"Then you can teach Moli and the others this blowing therapy and let them save them." Yun Ruoyue couldn't help laughing.

Why is Mo Li so sad, the unlucky one is always him.

"My lady is really smart. In fact, this king is also very magnanimous. This king knows that you are saving people, so he has no choice but to let that boy Xian Wang take advantage of it. Just like you gave me a mouthful to save this king last night." It’s the same as medicine. But you have always made me sad, and you have to make it up to me.”

"Compensate you? How do you compensate?" Yun Ruoyue glared at Chu Xuanchen, she was so shameless that she took advantage of this to offer compensation.

Chu Xuanchen hugged her domineeringly, "Of course, give this king a good morning kiss, a good afternoon kiss, and a good night kiss every day, three times a day, and you are not allowed to miss one. If this king is away from home or in the military camp, come back and you I also want to make up for the owed kiss."

"You, you think beautifully!" Yun Ruoyue glared at Chu Xuanchen angrily, then sat down in front of the mirror and prepared to do her makeup.

As soon as she saw herself in the mirror, she screamed "Ah".

"What's the matter, lady?" Chu Xuanchen hurried over.

"Chu Xuanchen, you bastard, look at my neck and body, why are there all red marks?" Yun Ruoyue pointed at the hickey on her snow-white neck, and stared at Chu Xuanchen angrily.

Chu Xuanchen said innocently, "This, this should be bitten by a mosquito."

"Are there mosquitoes as big as you? No, it's all red marks. How can I see people today? If they see them, they will definitely laugh at me." Yun Ruoyue said shyly.

"Who dares to laugh at you? Just tell her that this is the love mark planted by the king. If she has the ability, let her husband plant one." Chu Xuanchen said domineeringly.

"I'm not as thick-skinned as you. I'll wear a high-necked dress to block it later. Let me comb my hair first." Yun Ruoyue said, then picked up the wooden comb on the dressing table and began to comb her hair.

"My lady, let me comb it for you." Seeing this, Chu Xuanchen had already grabbed the comb from her hand, stood behind her, and gently combed her hair.

"Do you know how to comb your hair?" Yun Ruoyue was flattered at once, for an arrogant and domineering god of war was combing her hair.

If those soldiers saw it, would they be dumbfounded?

"Why not, you forgot that a husband also has hair." Chu Xuanchen said, and patiently combed Yun Ruoyue.

After combing, he sat in front of Yun Ruoyue and said, "My husband can also draw eyebrows, come, let my husband draw one for you."

"Are you sure you will? How about I draw it myself." Yun Ruoyue said.

She glanced at Chu Xuanchen, his eyebrows were naturally beautiful, with sword eyebrows and star pupils, without any impurities, no need to draw at all, it was the best eyebrow shape.

God is really eccentric, he was born so beautiful, even his eyebrows are so beautiful, there is no need to paint.

All the facial features are beautiful together, and they are also superior when separated. This delicate and dignified appearance made her envious and jealous.