The straight male queen was stolen again

Chapter 4

Sweet dreams

clear water gauze pajamas

So Tong Rong nodded with a clear face, thanked the imperial physician, asked him to prescribe some more "ointment", and rewarded him with money to send back.

Fortunately, the heaviest part of palace affairs has been sorted out, and the next step is to strengthen some details, so there is no need to spend too much effort.

Just as he was thinking about Shiji, the female official Shangfu arrived with the palace lady Siyi.

The lady in Shangfu gave a respectful salute, and then asked the maids behind her to file forward with their clothes boxes.

"Empress, these are the spring clothes and summer clothes that His Majesty ordered the Shangfu Bureau to make for you a few days ago. There are 64 boxes in one."

Tong Rong was surprised: "There are so many?"

The female officer in Shangfu pursed her lips and smiled: "From the fabric to the shape, His Majesty has personally checked and changed it several times!"

After Shangfu female officer and others resigned, Tong Rong looked at the clothes boxes piled up in a hill, and asked the palace people of Jiaofang Palace to come up and count them.

"Yunguan's Shu Brocade, one of pink and one of blue!"

"One piece of Su embroidery double phoenix cover!"

……

"Qingshui Mingsha...Qingshui Mingsha pajamas and five underwear..."

The entire palace was silent.

Tong Rong sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and suspiciously walked up to the little maid with flushed cheeks who was tremblingly holding a suitcase, and picked up a pajamas.

The gauze, as thin as onion's wings, refracts a blur of colored light under the light. It is as thin as water, soft and smooth, and you can hardly feel any force when you pick it up on your fingertips.

But no amount of advantages can hide the fact that it is almost transparent!

Tong Rong took a breath, and threw the Qingshui Mingsha pajamas on her fingertips back into the box.

He thought of what the female officer Shangfu said just now.

The shape and material of these clothes were ordered by Xiao Shan, and even changed several times.

Then... how come there are pajamas and underwear made of such strange fabrics?

Could it be that something went wrong?

Tong Rong waved his hand and asked the palace servants to put away the box of clothes and put it on the bottom of the box, leaving it alone.

But these pajamas and underwear of Qingshui Mingsha still left a little different meaning in Tong Rong's heart. When I think of it occasionally, I always feel a little uncomfortable.

……

Since the envoy of Zhou Yuan came that day, I don’t know if it’s because the matter of rectifying the palace affairs has come to an end. Recently, the red marks have gradually disappeared. Even if new ones grow at night, it’s just sporadic and shallow ones that were suppressed. .

Spring is always in a hurry. As soon as the poplar flowers wither, the temperature rises steadily. Only after April, the summer heat has already begun to evaporate. Although it is not too hot, there is a faint dryness of the chirping of cicadas.

Tong Rong ate the newly made honey milk crisps in the small kitchen, leaned lazily on the chaise longue, took off his clothes, and leisurely flipped through the account books he had just brought back from Xiang Ao Xuan.

This account was created by him by absorbing modern experience and combining local bookkeeping methods, which looks simple and clear.

Flipping through the pages, Tong Rong nodded with satisfaction. It seems that although he was not around recently, Xiang Ao Xuan was still running smoothly and earning a lot of money.

While flipping the pages of the account book, Tong Rong was pointing at the data line by line with his fingers, but he didn't notice that a piece of paper with peach blossoms printed on it slipped from the folder and floated to the side of the clogs covered with foot clothes.

After flipping through the ledger, I felt drowsy after eating too many desserts.

The smoked wind blows in from the window with swaying green willow shadows, and the temperature is just right.Tong Rong put the account book on the small table, leaned on the imperial concubine chair and closed her eyes.

When Cai Shan walked into the hall, what he saw was such a picture of a beauty sleeping in spring.

The brother in the moon white robe had his black hair falling on his shoulders, and was soundly asleep, with a pair of jade feet sticking out from the hem of the robe, so white that it dazzled the eyes.

Chai Shan stepped forward.

Tong Rongren is beautiful, and his feet are also delicate, his round and lovely toes are pink and tender red, and the instep of his feet is covered with a corner of his robe, which is half hidden and half exposed.

The big wheat-colored hands point up from the toes, and the rough palms that have practiced martial arts all the year round slide over the soft skin, arousing an ambiguous pink.

Cai Shan's hand paused, and his movements became more gentle.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, his eyes were fiery, and he stroked up the instep inch by inch, holding the slender ankle.

The one who fell asleep was his wife, his elder brother who grew up with him since he was a child, and an immortal who was unattainable in his heart.Even though Chai Shan has climbed to the top of Lingfeng and reached the most honored position in the whole Great Xia, he still respects and loves him and dare not play with him.

Not daring to be obscene, yet eager to be obscene...

Chai Shan held Tong Rong's ankle, held the jade foot lightly in the palm of his hand, resisted the urge to swallow it, and reached out to reach the foot garment on the wooden clogs.

There was a rustling sensation from his fingertips, and when he looked down, it was a fallen flower note.

Chaishan didn't think about it, he picked up the flower note and was about to put it on the small table, when the two words entered suddenly made his eyes shiver.

He stared intently with a straight face.

The peach blossom rubbings used for the flower paper have light red patterns. When you smell it carefully, there is a bit of floral fragrance, which is very pleasing to the eye.

It's just that the content is not "pleasing to the eye" at all, and the title at the beginning has already made Chaishan feel uneasy.

The writer used the word "Xiao Rong". Looking down, the whole article is a confession of true feelings, pouring out his feelings, and even expressing his determination not to marry and wait for Tong Rong for the rest of his life.

The inscription is also very intimate, with "Brother Feng" written on it.

Brother Feng! ?That Feng Huai, who was sneaky all day long and had bad intentions, didn't look like a good guy at first glance! !

With very subjective assumptions, Cai Shan yelled at Feng Huai in his heart, and read through the content on the flower note twice, the more he read it, the more angry he became.

Brother Rong didn't get angry after reading this letter, and even fell asleep without hesitation?

Chai Shan, who was so jealous that he was about to lose his mind, held the flower paper and turned around several times angrily in the middle of the Jiaofang Hall. Looking back at Tong Rong who was sleeping peacefully, he was really angry, jealous and itchy.

He viciously threw the flower notes into the drawer on the bottom of the table, and turned his gaze to Tong Rong, with a dim light flashing in his eyes.

……

When Tong Rong woke up, it was already time for the golden black to sink.

The clothes seemed to be a little messy, and the posture changed, and the whole person threw himself into the chaise longue.

He didn't pay attention, and leaned on the back of the chair to sit up, but suddenly realized that there was something wrong with a very private part.

Tong Rong opened his eyes wide, bit his lips, got up and came behind a peony screen for changing clothes.

It was getting dusk, no palace servants were summoned to light the lamps to disturb, the light in the Jiaofang hall was dim, Tong Rong was busy checking his body, and didn't notice a certain figure sitting motionless in the corner.

He hurriedly came to the screen, unbuttoned his robe, revealing the thin white silk inner garment, but did not find a figure standing quietly outside the screen.

The Kesi Peony screen is composed of nine small screens, and there are slight gaps between the several small screens. If you look closely, you can vaguely see the scene behind the screen.

The person behind the screen unbuttoned his inner garment, and the last garment slowly slipped off.

The people outside the screen clenched their fists, their palms wet with sweat.

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