Princess Consort Is No Pushover

Yun Ruoyue said: "You don't even have a maid in this room, which is convenient for you, but it is not convenient for me at all. Look just now, if you have a few maids here, yes Didn’t someone serve me? These clothes are troublesome to put on and take off, layer by layer, very complicated, and now I have to change and wear it myself, I really can’t handle it by myself, it’s all because you don’t have a maid here.”

And now it's so late, Yun Ruoyue doesn't want to call Feng'er and the others to serve her.

She's not that delicate either.

She just doesn't know how to wear the complicated clothes of their ancients.

Chu Xuanchen took a deep look at Yun Ruoyue, and said, "You don't even have the ability to take care of yourself? Forget it, I will help you."

After finishing speaking, he stepped forward, put his hands on Yun Ruoyue's shoulders, and was about to undress her.

Yun Ruoyue was shocked, and glared at him angrily, "Stop, I will take it off myself, I don't want you to take it off."

Chu Xuanchen pursed his lips, looked at her uninterestedly, his eyes were very bright, like bright stars, "If you weren't stupid, do you think this king is willing? Fine, you can take it off yourself."

"Turn around, you are not allowed to peek." After Yun Ruoyue finished speaking, she picked up a set of clean new clothes and fled behind the screen.

Chu Xuanchen glanced at her disdainfully, "I said before that I am not interested in your flat body."

After finishing speaking, he sat down in front of the jade table, with a tall figure and indifferent brows. He lightly raised his jade hand, lifted the exquisite teapot made of cloisonné enamel and silver, poured himself a cup of tea, and slowly tasted it.

Yun Ruoyue ran behind the screen, and peeked at Chu Xuanchen through the gap in the screen.

Seeing him sitting by the window drinking tea, she felt relieved.

Explain that he will not peek at her.

However, when Chu Xuanchen was sitting there drinking tea, he looked like a picture of a handsome man from the Wei and Jin Dynasties. His eyebrows were picturesque, his lips were red, his nose was like gall, his face was like a jade crown, and his chin had a perfect curvature. A head of jet-black hair was tied behind his head, smooth as silk, and his gestures were full of elegance and elegance.

He has a desolate and lonely temperament. His beautiful eyes often look out of the window, looking at the plum tree outside the window, the white snow, and a few scattered stars in the sky. Like him.

Seeing his cold and indifferent appearance, Yun Ruoyue felt that this must be a very lonely man, otherwise he would not have such aristocratic melancholy temperament.

Being handsome is different, looking up at the sky, it looks both melancholy and charming.

If it is a dead fat man, people probably think he is hungry and wants to eat the moon in the sky.

After Yun Ruoyue admired this picture of a handsome man, she hurriedly took off her clothes.

The cloth buttons of the ancients are many and complicated, but the clothes she is wearing, for some reason, the buttonholes are too small and the knots are too big, so her buttons are very tight, and it is quite difficult to untie them. .

She unbuttoned it several times, but failed to open the button.

Thick sweat suddenly broke out on her forehead, and her movements became a little nervous.

Unexpectedly, the more nervous she was, the more difficult it was to untie the button. In the end, it made her hands hurt, and the button hadn't been opened yet.

She was so angry that she really wanted to take a pair of scissors and twist the button directly.

"What's wrong with you?" Chu Xuanchen, who was drinking tea, heard Yun Ruoyue's complaining and angry voice, couldn't help getting up, and walked over coldly.