The Nine Princesses Respect[Transmigration Book]

The teahouses in Xijing are bustling with people coming and going.

The storyteller had just finished telling today's story, and the content was so funny and witty that everyone laughed and threw a few pennies into the bowl in front of him, and then spread out in twos and threes, muttering something.

"Hey, big guy? Have you heard? In this palace, but there is some news, is there? It's closed to the harem of the Holy Majesty..."

The person who said this had a mean-spirited look, and raised his voice for fear that others would not hear him.

These people who come to have tea on weekdays are ordinary people, are they curious about these "secrets of the imperial palace"? Can't they hear it? Can't help it? Stop and beg this old man to continue to talk about it later.

Surrounded by the stars and the moon, that person smiled complacently:

"A few days ago, there was a poetry meeting held in the palace, don't you? Know? Right? It is said that all the princes and ladies of the right age have received it? Posts, but it didn't come true. The Holy Majesty didn't see it, but saw it? Another person ..."

Just when he was talking about the key point, he just gave it away, closed his mouth tightly, and didn't go any further.It was so noisy that the audience was not happy about it. They encouraged this person collectively and even bought him a cup of tea before he continued.

It can be heard that this person still has some connections. Although what he is talking about is something that the palace did not intend to hide from the outside world, but he can find out so much, which is considered a skill.

"We all know that there has been no one in the harem all these years, but if you see this person, everything will make sense, because ah, this person is exactly the "Jiao" that the Holy Majesty hid in the gold room." !"

There are also various exaggerated narratives in the middle, and I will skip it here.

The others listened? They naturally looked suspicious.

"Is this person so godlike? Who is it?"

"Is it male or female? What identity?"

The rogue-eyed person cleared his throat, twirled his beard and smiled: "She's a collateral relative of the Duke of Chu's mansion, her family background is mediocre, and she's not even as good as some of you, but she's now... Isn’t it the same? So, this fate is really mysterious, isn’t it? It’s just that once it flies up a branch, it turns into a phoenix?”

The commotion was so loud that everyone up and down the teahouse could hear it clearly. Naturally, it was also clearly transmitted to the private room on the second floor, to the ears of several people.

"What kind of tongues are these people chewing? They're not afraid that the roots of their tongues will rot!" Yan'er's delicate face was wrinkled in anger, and she was about to rush down and smash the faces of those people, "Our county The Lord is honorable, golden branches and jade leaves, how can they talk nonsense!"

She acted on a whim, but was gently grabbed by the arm by Zhao Xiaorui beside her.

Yan'er didn't understand, but saw Zhao Xiaorui winking, signaling her not to be impulsive.

On the opposite side of them, Liu Li listened expressionlessly to the wanton discussions about them. He didn't have any other feelings, but felt very noisy.

Is it really noisy?

"Princess." Yan'er, seeing Liu Li like this, lowered her voice slightly, "Aren't you angry when they say that about you?"

"It's useless to be angry." Liu Li turned to comfort Yan'er, "Don't get excited, don't you? Don't take it to heart. After all...they said nothing wrong."

Now, on the surface, this is the fact.

Got it? After Liu Li's "resurrection", Liu Ruyun was quite sensible, and her husband's movements were extremely fast, and he didn't need to give any more orders, and he quickly took care of everything.

It is quite interesting how they opened their mouths to explain this matter to the Duke of Chu.

I don't know, out of fear or what, they didn't reveal that the person in the palace was Liu Li, they only said that the Holy One wanted to give the person he brought back a decent identity, If the Duke of Chu's government takes advantage of the situation and fulfills His Majesty's wishes, he will be able to gain some face in front of her from now on.

Chu Guogong has been in the officialdom for many years, so naturally? No? Will he? Understand these twists and turns to please the emperor. Soon, Liu Li's new identity was made up like this?

There is no such thing as a leaky wall, let alone a deliberate leak this time.

And once it is passed on to ten, ten to a hundred, the more it is passed on, the more outrageous it is. The "story" between Liu Li and Ning Zisheng is also logically made up by the people.

——She is a distant relative of the Liu family, a person from Bianzhou. Now she comes to Xijing to join her relatives. Already? The Holy Majesty's confidante.

...God knows that Liu Li almost spit out the last night's dinner when he heard the words "confidantes", thinking that these people would think about it, if the storytellers in the teahouse didn't? Tell some of the stories you wrote. It is the loss of the public.

That's right, she just went out to have a cup of tea with Xiaorui and Yan'er today, and then listened to the story again.The teahouses with the most tea customers in Beijing are talking about this matter. I'm afraid it won't be too long? How long will it spread all over the streets and alleys, and even young children with long hair will be familiar with it?

Although it is inevitable to be criticized for creating a new identity that can appear in front of everyone, but——

Still so annoying!

Liu Li thought so in his heart, but didn't show it on his face. He looked at Yan'er with worried eyes, and smiled to indicate that she was fine.

Not actually? So it is.It's one thing to know what these people are talking about, but it's another thing to hear it with her own ears. Now she just wants to punch the person downstairs who is still talking.

"Let's go back."

She picked up the veil that lay beside her, and tied it on her face.

The fluffy white color completely covers the nose and mouth, revealing only some outlines, and a pair of eyes that hesitate to speak.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, if you want to play in the palace as a physical entity, it is best to keep a low profile.

"Are we going back now?" Zhao Xiaorui glanced at the sky, "It's still early, if the princess wants to, can you stay a little longer?"

"Don't." Liu Li said, "You still have to go back and continue working, don't keep thinking about running away from your own job."

Zhao Xiaorui: ...I can't figure it out even if I want to break my head. I don't know how it was seen through.

Liu Li looked at Yan'er tidying Zhao Xiaorui's neckline, the tacit understanding was very harmonious, and suddenly he began to think about that person in the palace again.

That night, she handed the fruit of Wang Lian to Ning Zisheng. Although there seemed to be no substantial gap between the two of them, she could still feel it. These things changed subtly and quietly.

Emotional matters are hard to tell. Besides, Liu Li is actually a sensitive person. Even if he is aware of it, it is difficult to tell for a while, which direction the matter is going.

For better or for worse, she?doesn't?know.

Because when she was in bed the next day, she mustered up the courage to ask Ning Zisheng:

"Wang Lian's lotus seeds, when will the imperial chef make them and eat them?"

In the dark, she couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but she could feel Ning Zisheng's breathing paused, and then said in a low voice:

"already eaten?."

"What?!" Liu Li was shocked, how could Xiao Jiu carry her? Eat delicious food!She hasn't eaten lotus seeds of Wang Lian in modern times, and she still wants to relieve her craving, "Why did you eat it after only one day? And why didn't you tell me?"

"...Anyway, I've already eaten it."

"Is there any left? Don't you? Will eat it all? Right?" Liu Li didn't? He hoped.

"No?."

Liu Li was paralyzed like a bereaved dog in an instant, and complained sadly to Ning Zisheng for eating alone: ​​"Then? Why don't I? I have to wait two or three months to eat, how can you do this!"

While beating his chest and stomping his feet, did his feet stay on the same side? Rubbed Ning Zisheng's leg peacefully? Did he kick lightly one after another.

"Wooooow, I want to eat!"

She has already begun to feel sorry for her hands that were frozen by the lake.

Ning Zisheng was so disturbed by the chirping sound that he had a headache, so he moved his finger along Liu Li's lips a little bit, first the gap between the lips, then the teeth, and then...

Liu Li couldn't speak? He stared wide-eyed and listened to the voice of the person beside him full of doubts.

"Do you understand? Understand what to do in bed?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Xiao Jiu's fingers are soft and cute.Seeing her, Liu Li didn't see her for a long time. He pulled out his hand, and used his small canine teeth to bite her fingertips lightly twice.

Although you can't see it, you can imagine that there must be two small tooth marks on it.

"You talk a lot."

Liu Li's body tensed up all of a sudden, not because of the words at this time? What's wrong? Yes, but because the drunken Ning Zisheng also said to her a long time ago. Same words.

Then, there is no doubt, their first kiss.

It was still sweet back then, but why, now? When I hate her? When she talks too much, I just cover her mouth coldly with my finger, and there is no kiss, no hug, woo QAQ.

Could it be that she? We looked for Wang Lian all night, but they still couldn't let Xiao Jiu untie the gap in her heart.

Liu Li just wanted to hum aggrieved twice, but Ning Zisheng withdrew his finger and said:

"Don't open your mouth."

...Okay, then? Don't? Talk.

But immediately, the warm lips were imprinted on her skin, and while nibbling her cheek softly and moistly, she approached her ear, whispering, and said again ? Two words.

"Open your legs."

"..."

Hey, what kind of tiger and wolf word is this.

Life is not easy, Li Li sighed.

... Thoughts floated back to his eyes, and when Liu Li got up, he subconsciously rubbed his waist.

"What's wrong with you? Isn't your waist comfortable?" Yan'er keenly noticed that something was wrong with her, "Why don't you go back and Yan'er give you a massage?"

"No, no, it doesn't work."

And? Didn't it happen yesterday? My waist has been fine for a long time. It's just that when I think about it, I always feel that I'm not feeling strong all over, and I really want to rub it.

They went downstairs with very little movement, they walked through the back door, and as soon as they got out of the stairs, they entered the car that had been prepared long ago; especially Liu Li was wearing a veil, Zhao Xiaorui and Yan'er also wore it. Wearing a hat, it is supposed that no one else will see the whole process.

But there are some people with sharp eyes, even if they just pass by and take a quick glance, they still catch it all at once.

Standing on the side of the street, Meng Xiran squinted at the carriage going forward, and always felt that the figure she saw when the curtain was blown by the wind just now was very familiar.

"Miss?" The maid behind her tentatively asked, she didn't know what her lady was looking at, "what's wrong?"

In the teahouse behind him, the tea guests were still talking endlessly about the "Secrets of the Imperial Palace", all of them were amazed.Okay? It's easy to find one or two pieces of gossip worth talking about from the current saint. Don't you have to say more.

Meng Xiran listened to all of this, her lips pursed subconsciously, and her long nails had already sunk into the flesh of her palm.

"fine."