Bone to Heart Knowing Xiaohuan

"It doesn't matter, if the lord finds out, you can say it was my concubine who said so." Mo Xiaohuan interrupted them.

The maid had no choice but to turn around and walk out of the hall with the water, and handed the water to another person to change it.

The time was spent in silence like this. Ever since Xiaotao was gone, every morning of Mo Xiaohuan was quiet.

After washing his face and changing his clothes, sitting in front of the bronze mirror, two maids helped Mo Xiaohuan comb her hair.

Looking at herself in the bronze mirror, Mo Xiaohuan felt that her appearance was incomparably beautiful, but the unchanging hairstyle always made her feel boring, and the hairstyle always didn't match the clothes on her body.

So on a whim, she said to the two maids who combed her hair, "Today, Concubine Ben wants to change her hairstyle and get a hibiscus temple. Remember to be dignified and beautiful, and don't put too many hair accessories on it."

"Yes."

It was completed in a short time, and Mo Xiaohuan stood in front of the bronze mirror admiring the result.

Although it wasn't long, since Mo Xiaohuan woke up, it was almost time for lunch.

When all the maids saw Mo Xiaohuan's appearance, there were expressions of envy, pride, and happiness in their eyes.

I envy her the alluring appearance that all women want to have; the proud princess belongs to Fuyao Palace, and they are even more fortunate to have such a good master.

Mo Xiaohuan had hibiscus temples combed on her head, and there were only two silver hairpins in her hair.

Without applying any fat and gouache on her face, she was as charming as makeup, with slender willow eyebrows reaching into the temples, bright starry eyes, bright red lips, and flushed cheeks.

The costume she was wearing was an open-chested long skirt with a waist, and the fabric was peach-red smooth cotton, with patterns embroidered with silver threads, revealing a large snow-white chest, and no ornaments on her bare neck.

The whole person looks elegant yet gorgeous, dignified yet majestic.

Mo Xiaohuan looked down at her bare chest, and felt that she would die of cold when she walked out of the hall.

"Bring me a fur coat."

At some point, Yu Beiming appeared in the bedroom.

He looked at Mo Xiaohuan from the bronze mirror, and was astonished at her overpowering appearance.

It was only when Mo Xiaohuan let the maid put on the fur coat for her that he saw Yu Beiming himself in the bronze mirror, and couldn't help turning around to look at him quickly.

The maid also looked back and found that it was the prince, so she blessed herself and walked out.

Mo Xiaohuan was surprised that he would show up at this time, isn't he usually at work at this time?

When Mo Xiaohuan saw him without blinking, she knew how attractive she was.

"Is the prince still satisfied with my attire?" Mo Xiaohuan walked up to him and asked softly.

Yu Beiming came back to his senses, there was selfishness in his heart, he suddenly didn't want her to show others with this dress, and said with admiration in his eyes, "Wangfei really deserves to be the number one beauty in Dongling Kingdom."

"It's all about the glory of the former princess." Mo Xiaohuan said with a slight tug on her lips.

Yu Beiming seemed a little displeased when she heard her words, "In the lonely king's heart, the beauty of the princess has nothing to do with the former princess, so the princess doesn't have to be too modest."

Yu Beiming looked down at her, but suddenly saw a large piece of white snow on the untied chest, couldn't help but frowned, and said harshly, "Damn it, the lonely king didn't let them make this kind of clothes !"

Mo Xiaohuan followed his line of sight to look in front of her face, and realized that it was not fastened to cover it, so she yelled secretly.

But after she thought about it, she would only wear fur clothes when she went out, and she would naturally take them off when she arrived at the banquet hall.

But Yu Beiming's attitude confused her, didn't he let him make this dress, then why did he swear.

"Didn't the prince make this clothes?" Mo Xiaohuan asked him casually.

"Yes... the lonely king is so boring and let people make clothes, the princess doesn't think that the lonely king is very free, right?" Because Mo Xiaohuan said this, Yu Beiming's face was a little dark red, and his movements were a little uncomfortable.

Mo Xiaohuan looked at his rare expression in surprise, then lowered her head and pursed her lips playfully, not daring to laugh out loud, fearing that if he saw her, she would fall into his hands again.

"You're laughing at the lonely king." Yu Beiming suddenly stretched out his hand and raised Mo Xiaohuan's chin. He didn't see her mouth smiling, but saw the unconcealable smile in her eyes.

"No, I don't." Mo Xiaohuan tried his best to hold back a smile, but the smile in his helpless eyes gradually spread to his face.

In the end, Mo Xiaohuan pushed away Yu Beiming's hand and began to cover her mouth and laugh, her pale face was flushed red from her laughter.

Yu Beiming's complexion became more and more ugly, and finally one by one

"Mo Xiaohuan, the lonely king ordered you not to laugh anymore!" He said angrily, feeling that the prince's face was about to die in front of her.

"Yu Beiming, this concubine ordered you not to speak loudly or touch this concubine." Mo Xiaohuan raised his eyes to look at him as if warning, his face was no longer smiling but serious.

Yu Beiming suddenly smiled evilly, quickly pulled her over, put one hand on her waist, and pressed the back of her head with the other, plundering her small cherry mouth with thin lips.

Mo Xiaohuan never expected that he would move his mouth!

Mo Xiaohuan tried hard to push his tall body away, but the gap between the strength of a woman and a man was very obvious.

Finally, Yu Beiming let her go, smiled with satisfaction, and said, "Your taste is still the most suitable for the lonely king."

Mo Xiaohuan blushed angrily, and shouted, "Yu Beiming, you forgot the three chapters of our agreement!"

"That's your three chapters of the covenant. The Gu Wang didn't say it was our three chapters of the covenant. Please don't add unnecessary things to the Gu Wang." Yu Beiming said very proudly.

"You one by one!" Mo Xiaohuan was so angry that she turned her back and ignored him.

Yu Beiming raised his eyebrows, and suddenly bent down to hug her.

"Ah." Mo Xiaohuan suddenly picked him up in the air, causing her to cry out in shock.

Yu Beiming hugged her and walked towards the bed. Mo Xiaohuan understood his intention and shouted, "Yu Beiming, let me down! Did you hear that!"

This pedant!Not keeping promises!

"The concubine is so beautiful and delicious, how can she teach the lonely king to just bleed?" Yu Beiming had been abstinent for several days because of Mo Xiaohuan.

For Yu Beiming, who has a strong desire, it is already commendable, and what's more, he is facing such a beautiful woman.

"You...Yu Beiming, you can't mess up my hair and clothes!" Mo Xiaohuan panicked as she was about to walk to the bed.

"It's okay, you can pull your hair back if it's messed up. Anyway, the lonely king doesn't want you to wear this clothes, so it's fine if you change them." Yu Beiming put her on the bed.

"Yu Beiming! Uh..." Mo Xiaohuan called Yu Beiming's name angrily, and was silenced in the next second.

"Stop screaming, the lonely king is here." Yu Beiming laughed happily, and then continued to bow his head and work hard.

Mo Xiaohuan couldn't move, even her mouth was sealed.

After Yu Beiming and Mo Xiaohuan were done having fun, Mo Xiaohuan wanted to put on that suit again, but Yu Beiming refused.

Mo Xiaohuan insisted on it, so a dispute arose between the two sides, which became more and more intense.

So we have the following lens one by one

"Yu Beiming, how many times have I told you! Yu Pinxian has nothing to do with me, where are your ears?" Mo Xiaohuan yelled angrily and completely recklessly.

She was so mad, this man is really a damn brain, he can't turn around no matter what!

"Mo Xiaohuan, say it again if you have the courage!" Yu Beiming's face was full of gloom, and he stared at Mo Xiaohuan, a woman who didn't know what to do.

All the maids and guards present consciously stayed away to avoid being affected by the anger of the two of them.

Now their prince is not like the previous prince at all. Although he still has a big temper, he is not so fierce. Such an effect is all due to the princess.