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"The princess said it was born."

Xi Niang said with a smile again.

After the etiquette was over, there was no one in the sleeping hall.

Feng Qingming only felt a sore back, and felt even more tired than doing things in front of the bride.

It's really uncomfortable to sit still like this.

"Mother, I'm going to take a shower."

Finally couldn't help it, Feng Qingming sat up on the bed.

"Do you have to wait for the prince to come back?"

Mother Zhao quickly stopped her.

"But it's hard for me to be like this."

No matter what, Feng Qingmiao walked towards the clean room on one side, and Mother Zhao also reluctantly followed behind.

The maid in the palace also followed behind.

As soon as he walked into the clean room, Feng Qingming was slightly surprised that there was a hot spring in this room.

She didn't care about it at the moment, and let the maid who was waiting on her side take off the complicated dress.

Taking off her clothes, she went into the hot spring pool.

The maid sprinkled petals in it.

After a day of tiredness, my muscles are already stiff, and I feel very comfortable as soon as I go in.

Between the breath, there is the fragrance of petals.

Suddenly, Feng Qingming felt that the plot this time was simply a reward. First, it was not difficult, and second, it was very comfortable.

She closed her eyes slightly, soaked for a while, and the maid on one side came over and wiped her arm.

Feng Qingming kept his eyes closed, until after a while, the hands on his arms moved away.

Originally rubbing her arms, and then using jasmine oil to massage her hands, it was quite comfortable.

"Ok?"

Suddenly stopped, she snorted questioningly.

After a while, there was another hand stroking his arm.

The strength is very good, but it will not be as soft as before, and it seems to be a bit rough.

wrong!

She opened her eyes and looked aside.

She hurriedly pushed away, hiding herself to one side.

"Why did you come in!?"

Feng Qingming submerged his body in the water and looked at Mo Liancheng.

I came here without knowing it.

"My king and the princess take a bath together!"

As Mo Liancheng spoke, he began to take off his clothes slowly.

"What are you doing?"

Feng Qingming has been in three plots, and the last time Zhao Xubai was a gentler man.

The first time I met such a rogue, I just took off my clothes when I said that I took off my clothes.

"Does the princess have bad eyes? This king is undressing!"

As Mo Liancheng said, the clothes on his body were also taken off piece by piece.

Just when he took off his trousers, a maid rushed in.

As soon as she broke in, she knelt on the ground.

"The prince... the concubine Shuibian has a terrible headache, please come and take a look."

The maid knelt on the ground, her face lying on the ground, and her voice came over in a dull manner.

There was no extra expression on Mo Liancheng's face, but there was a trace of anger in his eyes.

"Change clothes!"

He said coldly, and after a while, two maids walked out from the sleeping hall outside, one carrying a tray and the other wearing a robe for him.

After a while, Mo Liancheng's robe was already put on.

"The king will come back later."

He took two steps forward, then looked back at Feng Qingming.

"The prince will wait for me outside for a while, and I will come here as soon as I put on a dress."

Feng Qingming said quietly.

"good!"

Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and still agreed.