The Favored Concubine in the Palace_The Feast of Masks【Complete】(22)

Cuizhu said again: "Good sister, if you help me, I will never forget your kindness, and I will definitely help you when the time comes."

"This... I..."

"Do you also want to be a maid for life?"

Who wants to be a maid for life!

Though they are servants, they are treated as well as the ladies of wealthy families. But when they reach the age, they have to go out to marry. For those like them who are neither high nor low, they can neither let the master arrange a good marriage, nor are they willing to be matched with a servant or a groom to live a hard life. It seems that the only way out is to climb up the branches.

"Let's join forces and help each other."

Small theater:

Prince Jin: Uh-huh, the man is dead? Xiaobao is a posthumous child?

Yao Niang: QAQ, crying, he is dead, who knows where you came from

Chapter 18

Yao Niang was arranged to be on duty at night for fear that the little princess would make trouble at night.

Either with Yuyan or with Yucui. The little princess who doesn't make noises at night is actually very easy to coax. She rarely wakes up at night. At most, she will wake up once or twice when she is hungry. As for pooping, it is even easier. Just change her diaper gently and you won't wake her up.

Every night, it is the quietest time in the small building, but today there was a noise outside.

Because Yao Niang was in the east end room, she couldn't hear it very clearly, but she knew that someone seemed to be coming.

It was Yao Niang and Yu Yan who were on duty. When they heard the noise, Yu Yan went out to greet them. After a while, she came back with a serious face: "Don't walk around at night."

Walk around?

Where can she walk when she is on duty at night.

At first, Yao Niang didn't understand what it meant. Seeing Yu Yan's cautious look, she didn't ask too much and could only suppress her doubts in her heart.

When she was on duty the next night, she understood what was going on.

In the Spring Pavilion, only a palace lantern was lit in the corner of the room. The hazy yellow light set off the cherry pink gauze curtains in the room, adding a bit of ambiguity. On the chest of drawers, in the foot-high gilded three-legged incense burner, the incense powder has been lit, and the strange fragrance quietly drifts out from the hollow lotus petals under the cover button of the chest, filling the room with fragrance.

Concubine Hu wore a rouge-red cloud-mist gauze skirt, and a thin outer shirt of the same color on her shoulders. Her long hair was all draped behind her, and only a flower was pinned on her temples, adding a bit of charm and a bit of enchantment.

She half leaned over the legs of Prince Jin, raised her jade neck and looked at the man sitting on the soft couch.

Prince Jin wore a black brocade robe, and the lapels and cuffs were embroidered with complicated patterns with gold thread. His black hair was all gathered on the top of his head, and it was buckled with a white jade crown, which made his face look like a crown of jade, handsome and unparalleled, like a god.

Compared with Concubine Hu's clothes that were only suitable for wearing in the boudoir, Prince Jin's clothes were undoubtedly much more formal.

At this moment, he was sitting on the couch in a relaxed state, his handsome eyes half closed, his eyelids drooping, as if he was careless, or as if he was thinking about something. His slender, white, and well-defined palms were placed on the table, tapping from time to time.

"Your Highness..." Concubine Hu called tenderly.

The King of Jin just raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, then retracted his gaze. Concubine Hu's cheeks were flushed, and a strange passion was surging. One of her hands was wandering back and forth on the King of Jin's legs, indescribably lingering.

"Your Highness..."

Concubine Hu called again with some impatience, but the King of Jin still did not move. She bit her bright red lower lip, stood up with her hands on the couch, and snuggled up to the King of Jin.

In a humble, looking up attitude.

At this time, the King of Jin finally looked at her.

Under the light, the King of Jin was so handsome that people dared not look directly at him. His deep eyes were like a black cave, which was soul-stirring.

Concubine Hu was dazzled and her heart was surging. She was so excited that she couldn't control herself. Thinking of what she was going to do next, she pursed her lips nervously and groaned.

"Your Highness..."

Concubine Hu's face became even redder. It seemed that water could drip from her phoenix eyes. Her slender white fingers circled on the chest of Prince Jin.

Circle after circle, she gradually slid into the lapel. It can be seen that Prince Jin seemed to be in a good mood today. He just lowered his eyes to look at her fingers under the clothes, but did not stop her.

Concubine Hu felt a kind of implicit encouragement. Her body like a water snake got closer, as if she wanted Prince Jin to rub her into her bones to get the ultimate satisfaction.

She entangled more and more, and even covered Prince Jin with her whole body. Because of the majesty of Prince Jin, she did not dare to touch his body with her red lips at will, and only dared to hold Prince Jin's hand and wander around her body.

She did not notice that Prince Jin, with his eyes half closed, frowned and tightened his eyebrows. The big hand on the table tightened into a fist, but for some reason, no one said anything to stop him.

"Your Highness..."

Concubine Hu panted, and the different attitude of King Jin finally made her lose her mind. She used all the methods she had been trained by the madam in the brothel.

She had repeated these methods thousands of times in her mind, just to use them in a place where they could be used one day.

Undoubtedly, Concubine Hu loved King Jin, not only for his appearance, but also for his identity.

After arriving at the palace, Concubine Hu realized that life could be like this.

Everyone was crawling on the ground, looking up at her. Except for the princess, she was already the first person in the backyard, but Concubine Hu felt that it was not enough, she still needed a son.

...

Suddenly, the world turned upside down, and Concubine Hu fell to the ground.

Her clothes were messy, and the bellyband hanging around her neck had already drooped down and rolled up around her waist.

Concubine Hu pulled it off herself.

No matter what she did just now, King Jin didn't touch her. Only when she pulled off her bellyband and wanted to show King Jin that her body was even worse after giving birth to a child, King Jin grabbed her neck and pulled her away. She lifted out.

I have to say that Concubine Hu is beautiful, not only her face is beautiful, but her body is also beautiful. The delicate, tender and timid two handfuls were trembling, and even a few drops of milky white flower dew were revealed on the stamens.

"You are brave!"

Prince Jin, who was sitting on the soft couch, took out a pure white handkerchief at some point and half-covered his cold white thin lips. His face was cold, and his long and narrow eyes were narrowed as he looked at Concubine Hu, like a ferocious beast with a biting flesh.

In fact, this is the real King Jin. If we say that King Jin usually has a cold temperament, a bit condescending and distant, and a bit graceful and noble. But at this time, when his momentum was completely revealed, he truly looked like King Jin who killed countless people on the battlefield and harvested heads without blinking an eyelid.

Concubine Hu touched her neck and was stunned.

Fucheng asked in a low voice from outside: "Your Highness..."

King Jin then calmed down and stood up from the couch. Without even looking at Concubine Hu, he snorted and left.

While walking, the white veil kept half-covering his mouth.

Taohong hurried in from outside. When she saw Concubine Hu slumped to the ground in such a helpless manner, she couldn't help but have the urge to hide her eyes. After all, Concubine Hu's mental state was a little abnormal. Taohong didn't dare to think too much and hurriedly helped her up from the ground.

Taohong's action seemed to turn on a mechanism, and Concubine Hu burst out crying when she woke up. She cried extremely sadly, sometimes in sadness, in disbelief, in despair and confusion.

Concubine Hu never expected that King Jin would treat her like this. She was completely confused, she didn't give up any dignity, and she couldn't stop crying.

"He didn't even want to touch me..." she cried indistinctly.

Taohong was already anxious, so when she heard this, she thought it was the concubine who had angered His Highness.

In fact, Taohong can almost understand what happened, but the two masters' boudoir fun is something that servants should not talk about. When the concubine insisted on going her own way, she tried to persuade her once, but the concubine didn't listen, so she didn't dare to say anything to dissuade her again. Let's see if this had the opposite effect.

His Highness has always been aloof and came from a noble family, so how could he fall into this trap.

At the same time, Taohong also had a very hidden dislike for Concubine Hu. She even left that shabby place, but she still couldn't change her ways.

"My Lady, please stop crying. Your Highness has always treated you differently. It was just a moment of anger, so you don't have to worry."

Concubine Hu simply refused to listen.

"...Don't forget, there is a little princess here. With the little princess here, there is no way His Highness will be really angry with you..."

These words immediately woke up Concubine Hu. She didn't care about crying anymore. She quickly wiped her face twice and asked Taohong: "Your Highness is gone? Where are you going?"

"It seems that the slave has gone to the small courtyard."

"Have the guards outside left?"

Taohong shook her head.

Concubine Hu's confused face suddenly revealed a smile, and she couldn't help but murmur: "Your Highness still cares about your love, Your Highness still cares about your love..."

Taohong sighed inwardly.

In the quiet night of the night, the small building was silent.

Yuyan had fallen asleep on the imperial concubine's couch, breathing steadily. Yao Niang gently changed the diaper for the little princess, put the dirty diaper in the basin behind the screen, and then went to the tea room.

There is a tea room in the small building, in a small cubicle in the corner of the west end.

The teahouse is fully equipped with everything needed, including a stove for boiling water and constant firewood. It can handle not only the daily use of tea in the small building, but also the hot water used in the small building at night.

Yao Niang wanted to wash her hands, and she was also thirsty, but there was no water in the kettle in the room.

When she arrived at the tea room, Yao Niang opened the stove, picked up the bamboo tube and breathed at the stove.

She exerted too much force, and the fire ignited and stirred up a burst of smoke, which made her cough repeatedly, so she naturally ignored the movement behind her.