37 years old, I became a harem concubine

When Shen Huan saw that he was holding his notebook, she wanted to take it back. The book he read today was not serious, no, it was completely evocative.

Thinking of what happened to the two of them last night, and being caught by him reading these scripts by herself, Shen Huan felt a little bad.

Sure enough, after a few glances, Yu Wenyue's eyes moved from the book to him, and his sharp eyebrows raised slightly, piercing him like thorns.

Shen Huan hurriedly said: "The concubine went to see the meal."

As he spoke, he walked out in a hurry, but he forgot that the two places where he was tossed last night were still sore and sore. Every time he took a step, he broke out in a cold sweat, and even sprained his feet.

Yu Wenyue picked him up with his long arm, and lifted him from the ground to the kang, between his legs.

Shen Huan fell so hard that her face was pressed against his chest, she was stunned for a moment and quickly remembered that the nobleman Niu Hulu was still there, and patted Yu Wenyue's arm: "Your Majesty, let go of this concubine."

Not only did Yu Wenyue not let go, but his two long legs were still draped over his waist. The weight on his waist forced Shen Huan to slump down and her hips to push up.

The noble Niu Hulu, who was missing a muscle, finally realized that he was a little redundant here, and after drinking the last sip of tea, he said, "Your Majesty, the concubine is full, so I will leave first."

Yu Wenyue didn't look at her, but nodded to let her go.

No one was there, Shen Huan became more courageous, grabbed Yu Wenyue's shoulders and climbed up, broke free from his two legs hanging behind her waist, and rolled over to his side.

Before he could speak, Yu Wenyue, who had been holding the story book just now, kicked the short table on the kang to the innermost side, and reached into the hem of his shirt.

He didn't expect that there were slippery legs under Shen Huan's shirt. Looking at Shen Huan with a pair of cold phoenix eyes, he said, "Fill it up yourself."

"—"

Shen Huan's eyes rounded for a moment, and she said quickly, "Where is someone like you!"

"I said that I want to eat, and the concubine asked someone to prepare it and teased the concubine here. With your hard work, I'm afraid I can only have dinner." Xu Yu Wenyue let him live in a nobleman against the rules of his ancestors Yikun Palace, or maybe the time he got drunk last night, Shen Huan is not so afraid of him anymore.

But after saying these words, he was still a little scared, and he grabbed his shirt and lifted it up.

Two fleshy and well-proportioned legs, with white and slender legs exposed, are suffocatingly beautiful in the bright hall.

Yu Wenyue took out a thumb-sized porcelain box from his purse, picked out a little light green waist, and wiped it in little by little.

Shen Huan froze for a moment, then realized that she seemed to have wrongly blamed him, and what she said just now seemed to be wrong.

Little by little heat came to his face, Shen Huan endured the strangeness, and asked him: "Your Majesty... are you alright..."

"Comfortable."

"Hmm." Shen Huan actually wanted to say that your fingers are a little too long, and it's still a bit uncomfortable, but when she thinks of the ninety-five supreme emperor coming to do this kind of thing for herself, she should be content.

The atmosphere in the hall was strange and rotten, until Er Qingzi said outside: "Your Majesty, my lord, the meal has been served."

Then Shen Huan hurriedly put down the shirt: "Bring in a basin of water." Then he took the handkerchief and wiped Yu Wenyue's hands first. Apart from the light green ointment, there were traces of blood on his fingers.

Yu Wenyue frowned: "I'll let Qiao Fu over to diagnose Ping'an pulse later."

Shen Huan said: "It will be fine in about two days, so you don't need to find a doctor."

Yu Wenyue frowned slightly and looked at him.

Shen Huan immediately changed her words, "It is what the emperor says." 'As for what is on his mind, only he knows.

Only then was Yu Wenyue satisfied, and when Qingzi fetched water, he washed his hands and sat down at the table with Shen Huan.

There is a certain amount of what to eat and use everywhere in the palace. For example, Shen Huan, after being promoted to a nobleman, as long as he still has this month's quota, he can order chicken, duck, pork, mutton, and seasonal vegetables. There are more examples of concubines and queens.

Needless to say, the emperor, the whole palace is tightly guarding him.

Shen Huan thought that the imperial dining room knew he was here and would cook a table of rare dishes, but she didn't expect it to be simpler than him sometimes.

A can of old duck soup, two hot dishes and two cold dishes, and a bowl of ice-cold unknown light brown soup.

Maybe he looked at the bowl of light brown soup twice, and Yu Wenyue asked An Ning, who was serving him, to give him a small half.

Shen Huan didn't hide her idea of ​​not being able to eat at all, and asked him: "Your Majesty, what is this, before or after meal?"

Yu Wenyue picked up the bowl of brown soup, poured it into the bowl of rice, and stirred it with two chopsticks: "This soup is called Yanhui, and it is suitable for use after summer."

"Oh," Shen Huan looked at him and imitated, and also mixed the soup into the rice. At first glance, the brown soup and rice were mixed together, which was really not good-looking, but when Shen Huan took a sip, Instantly fell in love.

"How can it be so cold!" Shen Huan's eyes and brows were full of liking, "And it's not dull, the taste is very special, like snow melting on the tip of the tongue."

No wonder Yu Wenyue said that this soup is suitable for use after the summer, and it is really the best thing for Shen Huan who suffers from the bitter summer.

Since the beginning of summer, Shen Huan, who has never had a good appetite, has a big appetite for the first time, and eats her own stuffed head.

When my stomach was a little full, I looked up and found that the four bowls of food had been eaten by the two of them, only the old duck soup was left.

An Ning smiled and narrowed her eyes, "Master, would you like some soup?"

"No need." Shen Huan felt that there seemed to be an incomparable taste of Yanhui soup in her mouth, but it was delivered with Yu Wenyue's order, and it must not be available elsewhere, so she gave up.

As soon as the maids removed the meals, Qiao Fu came. He had recently managed to pester Old Doctor Su to accept him as an apprentice.

When he came in, he saluted Yu Wenyue and Shen Huan: "The minister kowtows to the emperor, long live the emperor, and greet the young master."

Yu Wenyue lifted it casually, "Show Mr. Zhaoxi your body."

"Yes." Qiao Fu naturally didn't dare to delay, first put the wrist pillow on the small table, asked Shen Huan to put her hand on it, and then put a layer of gauze between her fingers and Shen Huan's wrist, and then put her fingers on it.

After a while, he said: "Back to the emperor, young master Zhaoxi's body is the same, but... the intercourse needs to be restrained..."

Yu Wenyue, who had never had a good time at Shen Huan's place, looked a bit gloomy, "There is a prescription for recuperation."

Qiao Fu understood, it was because he didn't want to restrain himself, and let himself think of a way.

He thought for a while and said, "Master Zhaoxi's body is different from ordinary people, she is smaller than ordinary people, so she will work harder in sex."

"If you want to be less laborious and relax, you can use some palace secret recipes."

"Use the medicine-soaked jade potion and bury it in the secret place, and change it every day. If things go on like this, the medicine in the jade potion can make the secret place soft and strong, and the juice will be abundant, relieving the pain when you are pet."

Shen Huan could already hear smoke coming from the top of her head. Yu Wenyue wouldn't believe it was soft, strong and juicy. What kind of place did they think it was?

He turned to look at Yu Wenyue, but found that Yu Wenyue seemed to be listening quite seriously.

Shen Huan quickly and quietly tugged on his sleeve, shaking her head slightly.

God, this method sounds embarrassing, if it is for curing diseases, it is fine, for that matter, thanks to those people before, they can think of it!

He looked at Yuwenyue, but Yuwenyue made a decision: "From today onwards, use this method."

Shen Huan: "..."

Yu Wenyue was busy with government affairs, and after discussing with Qiao Fu how to recuperate his body, he left with An Ning.

The embarrassment in Shen Huan's chest turned into a little anger, and she turned to this freshly baked old doctor Su's disciple: "Although the assistant does not help the relatives, but can you bend the elbow of the doctor Qiao inward a little bit? Look at the prescription you prescribed!"

As a disciple of the old doctor Su, Shen Huan can be regarded as his equal at least, and his elder at the highest.

Qiao Fu said: "Actually, even if the emperor doesn't come to ask about this method, old doctor Su will ask the minister to tell you so that you can use it as soon as possible."

"With a body like yours, it's not beneficial to be favored too much, and it will even cause a lot of pain."

"That prescription can not only make you less painful, but also nourish your health and appearance. It will be beneficial without any harm."

"So, this prescription must be used."

"Yes, your Majesty looks like a person with a lot of energy. If you don't use this prescription, it will make you more and more painful and even have other symptoms in the long run."

At this point, Shen Huan knew that he and Uncle Su were all for her own sake, so she nodded and said, "Then when you go back to the Imperial Hospital, prepare the prescription and send it here."

"By the way, where has Uncle Su been recently?" Qiao Fu did the detoxification last time, but Uncle Su has always been secretive in his work, so Qiao Fu can't say anything about it.

Qiao Fu said: "Old Doctor Su went back to the south of the Yangtze River to deal with urgent matters. He was in a hurry. He only told you and Miss Huiyi to remove the poison."

Jiangnan.

Shen Huan hadn't heard this word for a long time.

He and old doctor Su are both from Jiangnan. Back then, old doctor Su couldn't let him go, so he took his family all the way to Shengjing and settled down in Shengjing for decades.

What else is worth making a trip for himself.

Qiao Fu wanted to make a prescription for him, and when he returned to the Imperial Hospital, Shen Huan was still sore all over, even though Yu Wenyue had applied the medicine, it was still a bit hot there.

So wearing a thin shirt, let Haruko spread the quilt softly, and took a nap.

When I woke up, it was completely dark, and the candles on the nearby candlesticks were bright.

He got up with his shoes on and was about to walk out of the hall when he bumped into Qingzi who was holding a box: "What are you holding? It's so mysterious."

Haruko had a strange expression on her face, and put the box on the small table on the kang: "Master, you can see for yourself."

Shen Huan's head suddenly brightened, and she said during the day that she will use that prescription from now on, so this should be the jade potential to be used.

Even though it was still an unremarkable box, Shen Huan felt that it was a bit hot for no reason.

He opened the lid, only to see a jade pot thinner than a finger on the top layer.

Long and short, inconsistent.

Pull open the second layer, the jade inside is slightly thicker than the first layer, about the same as a finger.

The third layer has the roundness of a finger and a half.

The fourth floor, the fifth floor...

"Bang!" Shen Huan closed the box.