37 years old, I became a harem concubine

When he was talking, he pressed down on his body, and a smell that wasn't pleasant, but definitely not bad, rushed from his body to Shen Huan's nose.

Shen Huan looked up at him, "Who are you?"

The man smiled with his white teeth, and his strong body swayed as the horse moved, "Burigude, Prince Zhungeerdanbu."

The biggest significance of the Mulan hunt every year is to beat these Mongolian tribes, show them Daqi's military power, and let them stay in their own place obediently.

For this reason, Daqi's princess almost completely caressed Meng, expressing the friendship between the two parties with the relationship of in-laws.

Shen Huan knew that the Zhungeerdan tribe was the strongest among the Mongolian tribes. Two and a half of the three Fumeng princesses were in Zhungeirdan. Horse capital.

He nodded to the man on the horse, and replied that he was indeed Yu Wenyue's concubine, and he walked around his horse to go back to Qingzi.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved, the prince of Zhungeerdan rode over again and looked at him with those deep eyes: "You haven't said your name yet."

Shen Huan felt that this Prince Laoshizi really didn't know how to read people's faces. He was a tribal prince and he was a concubine in the harem. What's wrong with stopping him here.

He couldn't help but glared at the man, and said, "Prince please respect yourself."

"Hahahahahaha." Bu Rigude looked at the concubine of Emperor Daqi, his thick shoulders were shaking from the laughter.

He pinched the horse's belly, turned the horse around and returned to the crowd, and the voice was carried by the wind to Shen Huan's ears: "This king remembers you!"

Shen Huan wrinkled her nose and couldn't help muttering, who wants you to remember, he ran to Qingzi and the eunuch.

Haruko was frightened to death by the scene just now, and held his hand tightly, "Your master, are you okay, who was that just now, and why are you so rampant."

"Prince of Zhungeerdan."

"Prince?" Haruko didn't expect that the man who looked so dark was actually a prince. Aren't princes and nobles not required to do the same thing, just open their mouths while stretching out their clothes.

Shen Huan knew what she was thinking, and said: "These Mongolian tribes are martial arts, not only men, but even women are good at horseback riding and archery."

Qingzi is an orthodox Han, and she doesn't know much about the customs of these Mongolian tribes. Hearing that the women here are also like this, she can't help but say: "I don't know who is stronger when men and women fight here."

"Okay, it doesn't matter which of them is stronger, let's go to rest, but I'm exhausted." Lying on the carriage is different from lying on the bed, and Shen Huan felt a little tired after walking for a while.

So Qingzi didn't ask any more questions, and went to the tent with Shen Huan.

Except for the emperor's tent, the tents here are all the same, only the flags on the side are different.

Shen Huan walked in and took a look, and found that the inside was also a shrunken palace structure. Going in was a place to entertain guests, and going in was a place to rest.

He looked around and sat on a bed that was different from the palace, with no bedposts on all sides. "Someone come to me to wash and wash. I'll lie down for a while. I don't know what I'm going to do at night."

"Yes."

After washing her face and soaking her feet, Shen Huan lay on the soft bed, and let the maid hold her sore waist and feet, and fell asleep dimly.

When Haruko woke him up, he felt as if he had had a dream, but he couldn't remember what the dream was, but when he remembered it, his chest felt stuffy, like a ball of wet cotton stuffed inside .

Seeing him sitting on the bed, Haruko looked a little sluggish, bent over and touched his forehead: "My lord, what's wrong?"

Shen Huan shook her head and rubbed her forehead: "It seems that I had a bad dream, but I don't know what it was about."

"It is said that dreams and the outside world are opposites. The little master is sad in the dream, but good things must happen outside."

Shen Huan's low energy due to dreaming dissipated because of her words, "Then I will accept your good words. By the way, what did you ask me to do?"

He glanced outside, a little bit of sunlight came in, it wasn't too late, and he was still a little sleepy.

Qingzi withdrew her hand from his head, twisted the handkerchief and handed it to him, "Just now someone came to send a message that the emperor will have a banquet for the Mongolian tribe tonight, and ask the young master to dress up and go too."

"It starts tonight?"

"Tonight is just a small banquet, and the big banquet will wait until after the hunt tomorrow or tomorrow."

"When will it start?" The braided pearls on Shen Huan's head were made with a lot of effort when she was bored in the carriage, and it will take some time to take them apart. If you go in a hurry, it will be too late.

Qingzi hadn't thought of this matter just now, and she became a little anxious when she heard him say it: "There is still half an hour, including the time for the young master to dress up, I am afraid it will not be enough."

As she said that, she was going to ask the maids and eunuchs to come in and do it together. The emperor can't be slow, there are so many Mongolian tribes, more than one person will lose face.

Shen Huan called her to stop, "Even if it's untied, I don't have so much time to put it into a bun."

Shen Huan touched the braid behind her back for the convenience of sleeping, thought for a while and said: "I won't take off the braid, put the original braid behind my head, put the small braids on both sides together, and put a Qitou on it. "

"Qi used the whole set of Diancui on his head, and the pair of Dongzhu for the earrings."

The braids on both sides of his braids are extremely complicated, and there is a small pearl hanging in the gap of every small node. From the beginning to the end, Haruko's eyes lit up just thinking about it, and she couldn't help saying: "When it comes to dressing up, I'm afraid no one will." Can't compare to the young master."

"Hurry up and fetch things, and you're still poor-mouthed." Even though Shen Huan likes beauty, she is willing to spend time on becoming beautiful.

The new style of men's robes and hair accessories are all his ideas.

Haruko let out a sigh and hurriedly went to work, and when she got to the cage, she turned around again, "My lord, what are you wearing then?!"

"Wear that milky white dress, with five-color embroidery thread embroidering cloud heads and cuffs and necklines." The headdress is already gorgeous enough, so it needs to be set off with such plain colors to complement each other.

When he spoke, Qingzi found all the things in a short while, asked Xiaoxi to come in and iron the shirt and cloak, and she put Shen Huan's hair in a bun.

The whole set of Diancui noodles was also brought out, because Shen Huan was only a nobleman and could not use a phoenix, so this set of Diancui was in the shape of a bird carrying flowers and plants, with layers of large and small, and a dozen pieces were all put on. It is almost as heavy as the previous set of officials and wives.

Shen Huan couldn't help touching her neck, but this time there was no nanny to tease him.

He paused for a moment, picked up the pair of earrings made of Dongzhu in the box, put them on his ears, and turned his head to look at Qingzi and Xiaoxi: "How is it, does it look good?"

Even looking at him every day, Qingzi and Xiaoxi are also dazzled: "It looks good..."

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