The Pearl on the Emperor’s Crown

"Let me twist it for the princess." Xie Ying asked Zhu Yi to sit on the edge of the bed and took the white cotton towel prepared by the palace man to wrap her semi-wet hair.

With Xie Ying in it, Mian Feng couldn't come in and help her twist her hair. He should do this job, and Zhu Yi accepted it with peace of mind.

He picked up the sandalwood comb in the silver plate again. Zhu Yi's hair was slender, silky and silky. It looked good, and holding it in his hand made people reluctant to let it go. Xie Ying combed it for a while.

Zhu Yi looked at him and said, "Is this a set of Seiko that works quite smoothly?"

Xie Ying glanced at Zhu Yi and smiled: "I will often comb the princess in the future, it will be more comfortable." Then he said: "I heard that the princess is not in good health today, as if she feels distressed?"

Zhu Yi was startled slightly and said, "Yes, but it's not a big problem, I'm sick."

Xie Ying stared at Zhu Yi. Zhu Yi felt that the other party’s tone had changed: "Since it’s an old problem, I want to come to the princess and bring pills with me. Princess Jinzhiyuye, there is no reason to recruit doctors at will. The minister just happens to have someone who knows Qihuang, if the princess has another one. If you feel unwell, the minister calls someone to diagnose and treat the princess."

He began to call himself a minister again. Zhu Yi found that Xie Ying would not call her a "civilian", but as long as he used this word, he would definitely have a different mindset than usual. Xie Ying's words really didn't make any mistakes, and he was a loyal courtier. That's why the uncompromising tone of voice was really wrong. Did he know something? Zhu Yi looked at Xie Ying and said, "I see."

"Does the princess still feel pain?" Xie Ying asked.

Zhu Yi wanted to divert his attention and said, "It's only a little bit, just one night's sleep."

"Really, I'll help the princess squeeze."

The man’s scorching palm covered Zhu Yi’s belly, and the two skins were only separated by a thin layer of shirt. Zhu Yi shrank as if being scalded, and quickly pressed his hand: "No." But she did. A little bit of force has no effect on Xie Ying. Xie Ying insisted on caring for her, but she couldn't refuse it at all.

Xie Ying's hands were not light or heavy, rubbing in circular motions, she really pressed her stomach seriously, and asked, "Is it comfortable?"

Zhu Yi bit her lip and nodded. She didn't know what was wrong with her weak legs as soon as Xie Ying got her. But it's really comfortable. It was useless to resist, and she slowly relaxed her body. Perceiving Zhu Yi's change, Xie Ying pulled her over and leaned against him.

If someone who keeps a cat sees this scene, Zhu Yi’s lazy description now looks like a cat whose belly is touched by the owner. Xie Ying looked down at Zhu Yi's obedient appearance with satisfaction. His intention was to let Zhu Yi gradually accept and get used to the closeness of the two.

"Is the princess better?" Xie Ying asked.

Zhu Yi nodded in a daze. How could Xie Ying knead so comfortably? He could also be a male master in the plum blossom soup restaurant. Oh no, no, he can only give her a girl press. Her breath was getting longer and longer.

Xie Ying helped Zhu Yimo for a while and put her on the bed.

Xie Ying covered Zhu Yi with a silk quilt, sat on the bedside and watched her sleeping face for a long while, suddenly stretched out his hand and twisted it **** the bulge on her chest, which caused Zhu Yi, who had fallen asleep, to suffer pain. Scream. He said: "The princess will lie again next time, and the minister will punish Xiao Yiyi." After that, he got up and left.

Early the next morning, Zhu Yi went to the Dizang Temple, Wen Yan stayed outside the temple, but after a while Xie Ying came with Shen Xing.

Wen Yan took two steps forward: "Shizi." Xie Ying looked at her: "What are you doing outside?"

Wen Yan said nervously: "The princess said that she worships Buddha and is happy to be quiet.

Xie Ying entered the hall, the futon was empty, and there were wooden fish, rosary beads, and a rolled golden paper paper on the case. Mian Feng and Zhu Yi's little palace lady Wanqing were there. He asked: "Where is the princess?"

Guan Qing rushed to answer Xie Ying, with a sweeter voice than usual: "The princess is offering lights in the side hall."

Xie Ying moved to the side hall when he heard the words. Mian Feng stopped in front of Xie Ying and said, "Son, please slow down."

The man's eyes were cold and compelling, and even if he didn't speak, Mian Feng's voice trembled uncontrollably: "Second son, princesses have to visualize when they offer lanterns. People are not allowed to disturb."

With a light stroke of Xie Ying, Mian Feng was taken aside, his figure swayed, and the curtain was lifted. The lamp is for it, but there is no shadow of Zhu Yi?

Zhu Yi did not leave too far, but was in the hall next to the Jizo Temple. She saw the person whom Rong Xiao arranged to come over. Zhu Yi looked at the other party's token, listened to the other party's knowledge back then, and asked some questions he wanted to know, so he asked the **** Changlin to lead the other party out of the temple. Zhu Yi was a little disappointed, the two men did not provide much valuable clues.

She watched the two people disappear into the winding forest road, took off her veil and turned around, but was startled by the man who did not know when to appear.

"Where is the princess's body uneasy? I changed to a doctor today." Xie Ying leaned on Cooper's body and stood up straight, seeing Zhu Yi's eyes sharper than usual.

Zhu Yi suppressed her heart and frowned, and said, "I'm a little dizzy today." Her voice was soft and soft, and her breathing was a little short of tension, which really showed a bit delicate and invincible.

Xie Ying walked forward, and Zhu Yi backed away. Before taking two steps back, he stepped on the silk curtain of the drapery in his hand and fell down, telling Xie Ying to grab her by the arm and lift the person up. Xie Ying looked at her for a moment and said, "Does the princess have anything to say to the minister?"

Zhu Yi shook his head. Xie Ying pulled out a slightly self-deprecating smile, and walked behind Zhu Yi without speaking.

Back in the room, Xie Ying was standing in front of the book case with the pen in hand, flying like flying, a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face leaped on the paper, and his features were painted in detail. This is the person Zhu Yi sees today.

Xie Ying put aside the pen and said: "Give it to Sheng Qing, this person and the background of the one yesterday must be carefully verified. "Those who drag the family with their mouths, even if they are willing to be used by Zhu Yi now, they will be taken back by their family members in the future.

Shen Xingliu answered yes.

Soon someone came in and told Xie Ying: "My son, the princess just now came out of the yard and met with the third son of Rong at the Galan Hall."

Xie Ying said lightly: "I see."

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Zhu Yi took a nap that day, and finally couldn’t help but said: “Wen Yan, I haven’t seen my son for two days, what is he up to?” She knew Xie Yingmang, and tried to give him time, but both days. It would be too much to not show up. Wouldn't he... never miss her?

Wen Yan said: "The slave servants are all following the princess now, and they don't know that Shi Zi usually arranges. However, the servant servants seemed to have seen Shi Zi go back to the opposite wing before."

"Really?" Zhu Yi got up from the bed and went out.

"Princess?" The ceramic fan, who was cleaning up the paper and ink on the table in Xie Ying's room, saw Zhu Yi who suddenly appeared, and hurriedly saluted.

Xie Ying turned out from behind the screen after a while: "The princess is looking for a minister?" Tao Fan immediately exited the door when he saw this.

Zhu Yi said: "Did the elder son forget that you are still leading the messenger who protects me?"

Zhu Yi did not frown, but there were subtle emotions in her voice. Xie Ying looked at her silently for a moment, and said, "The minister has not forgotten."

"Then you disappeared for two days, did you tell me?" The more she talked, the more she felt aggrieved.

Xie Ying said: "It wasn't the princess who said that we shouldn't bother each other about each other's private affairs?"

She did say this, but she didn't mean...Zhu Yi saw Xie Ying so indifferent, and suddenly didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, hummed, turned and left.

"Ah!" Just two steps under the shade of the tree, Zhu Yi suddenly let out a short whisper.

Xie Ying came out of the room when he heard the sound, and saw Zhu Yi stomping straight on the spot, scratching his neck and back with both hands. The red mark on the snow-white back neck is eye-catching, and it keeps going down, hidden in the purple shirt of Akane.

Xie Ying frowned: "Princess, don't grab it with your hands."

Zhu Yi only felt that this man had wings instead of feet, because she was taken back to Xie Ying's room like a gust of wind.

With the sound of closing the two doors, Zhu Yi was seated by the table, and the man's fingers were already inserted from the neckline in the next instant, and she slightly opened her thin Luoshan.

Xie Ying had a panoramic view of Zhu Yi's naked back, including the red-stained milky white skin, two delicate butterfly bones, and the slender spinal groove with beautiful curvature.

"You—" Zhu Yi just reacted, he became more arrogant, and he picked her clothes to look at her in broad daylight, turning around to get rid of his hand with anger.

"Don't move!" Xie Ying scolded: "Your back is full of thorns of foreign pepper. Wait here."

After speaking, Zhu Yi left alone.

My back is strangely itchy, hot and painful, and my fingertips are slightly red and swollen. Zhu Yi had originally guessed that it was a foreign hot pepper, but she was stung once when she was a child. She didn't have such pain, and she didn't know what kind it was this time, and it was so poisonous.

She also knew that wrapping the clothes on her body would make the burrs deeper, and she really didn't move anymore.

Xie Ying came back soon, and he said, "The princess untied her coat, and I will help you take out the burrs."

Zhu Yi's heart burst: "How can this work. You...can't you ask Mianfeng to come over?"

"No. She couldn't do it well when she came here. What if there are thorns left on the princess." Xie Ying didn't look at Zhu Yi, but took a piece of cotton yarn from the medicine box and didn't know what to apply on it.

Seeing Xie Ying's expression of not squinting and concentrating on applying the medicine, Zhu Yi said: "Then...you have to promise me, just help me get the burr, you can't do anything else."

Xie Ying said ambiguously: "The princess thinks so much."

Zhu Yi blushed, she didn't even notice Xie Ying's avoidance, she thought about it, and untied her belt. Xie Ying asked her to take out the small bellyband, because the belt behind it would affect the removal of the stab. Qian Zi's fine gauze fell off and hung loosely around Zhu Yi's waist.

Xie Ying lifted a stool to sit behind Zhu Yi, lightly covered the piece of cotton yarn on Zhu Yi's back, and tore it off inch by inch. Then he listened to him: "Princess, the burr has been taken out. You don't move, and you have to give you medicine."

Zhu Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing that, she still sat in front of Xie Ying obediently and did not move. She held the clothes with both hands and lifted it to cover her chest, and let him wash her back with cotton pads and then apply medicine.

Zhu Yi doesn't know what kind of visual impact he will cause to the man at the moment. Although the front is covered defensively by her, the jade arms with the sachets and jade arms pinched by the first snow are exposed, under the slender waist of willow branches and Luo skirt. Although the package is quite round and round, it is even more desirable to see, although it is invisible.

The peculiar colors of the world make people upside down and sink.

Zhu Yi kept asking: "Is the eldest son better? The place you are rubbing now has been treated with medicine."

Xie Ying hooked his lips. How could he not know that the medicine had been taken here? He was just thinking about it with time and had not made a final decision. However, Zhu Yi, the little fool, seemed to be aware of the danger.

Xie Ying finally replied: "Okay."

Seeing that the medicine on the back was finished, Zhu Yi reminded: "There are fingers." The thorn was picked out and cleaned, but the medicine had not been applied yet, so Xie Ying had forgotten it.

Zhu Yi raised his left hand on his shoulder and gave Xie Ying his finger. Her left hand was quickly held by the people behind her. In the next instant, Zhu Yi opened her eyes wide, and the numbness all over her voice trembled: "What are you doing?"

Xie Ying still held Zhu Yi's fingers and sucked, Zhu Yi twisted, Xie Ying let go of her for fear of hurting her wrist.

After Zhu Yi withdrew his hand, he turned to accuse the man and said: "You—you forgot what you promised me earlier?"

Xie Ying looked down at the scenery exposed by Zhu Yi because he was covering his clothes with one hand. Her voice was a hoarse restraint of desire to the limit: "What did I promise the princess?"