Rebirth is not the queen's prostitute Wushuang

262 Everything is in order

Zhaohua Palace.

When Lan Xileng opened his eyes, it was already bright.

She wanted to get up, but there was an arm pressing heavily on her waist.

Closing her eyes, Lan Xi Leng remembered that she was a bride last night and finally consummated her marriage with Prince Yun Huangfu Moxuan.

Gently picking up Huangfu Moxuan's hand, she put on her clothes and finished washing.

Looking at this neat room, Lan Xi Leng felt a little distracted for a moment.

Things went as she imagined, and she successfully became King Yun's concubine.

This is not your ultimate goal!

Lan Xi Leng warned herself in her heart: I will work hard to become Princess Yun, and in the future, I will also assist Huangfu Mo Xuan in ascending to the throne of the emperor!

Lan Xi Leng thought in his heart.

Because Concubine Mu said that she is now King Yun's concubine, so she should stop getting up early to make breakfast every day.

She was extremely bored and wiped the table with a rag.

Everything is placed squarely and seems to be very regular.

She tried her best to put everything in its place so as not to make the originally tidy room cluttered.

"Are you up?" A male, hoarse voice sounded behind her.

Lan Xi coldly turned around, only to see Huangfu Moxuan standing up naked.

She turned her head away in shame, not daring to look again.

"What? Are you afraid of me? You are my princess, shouldn't you obey me and get dressed?"

Huangfu Moxuan's voice sounded again, but there was a hint of displeasure.

"Yes!" Lan Xi Leng put down the rag, walked backwards, walked to the bed, turned around, and what happened to appear in her sight was Huangfu Moxuan's breast.

Huangfu Moxuan handed the clothes in his hand to Lan Xileng. She opened the clothes tremblingly, trying not to touch Huangfu Moxuan's skin.

Suppressing the feeling of a jumping deer in his heart, he finally put on his clothes.

Fortunately, he had already put on his pants, otherwise... Lan Xi Leng thought in his heart and let out a long breath.

"Did you touch my things?" Wherever Huangfu Moxuan's eyes went, it was exactly where Lan Xileng had just wiped it.

"Yes!" Lan Xi coldly nodded. "I saw that you didn't get up and were bored, so I just cleaned the room."

"Who told you to touch my things?" Huangfu Moxuan lost his temper inexplicably.

Lan Xi looked at him coldly, not understanding why he was angry.

Huangfu Mo Xuan walked to the plan and said to Lan Xi Leng: "If you want to touch my things, I have no objection, but you have to follow my habits. The inkstone should be placed on the upper right side of the corner of the table, with the ones on both sides.

Keep a distance of three inches."

Huangfu Moxuan said, adjusting the position of the inkstone according to his requirements.

"The rice paper should be placed in the center of the plan, and the distance from the four sides should be relatively equal."

Having said this, he corrected the position of the rice paper.

"The pen holder is located one-third of the way to the right side of the plan, and is also three inches away from the front of the plan."

After saying that, he adjusted the position of the pen holder.

Then, he walked towards the closet and opened it. He saw that the clothes inside were neatly stacked, and the distance between each piece of clothes hanging on the clothes hanger was equal.

At this time, Huangfu Moxuan said: "Clutter is never allowed in the wardrobe. Each piece of clothing should be hung an inch and a half away to avoid wrinkles on other clothes."

Immediately afterwards, he opened the shoe cabinet again. The neatness of the shoes inside could be compared to the neatness of the books in the bookcase.

"The distance between each pair of shoes is two inches..."