The Wife is First

The Zhu Pi font on it was a bit immature, and the book looked a bit old. Mu Hanzhang flipped through the entire set of books one by one. It turned out that he had been working so hard since he was very young. No wonder Jing Shao was able to defeat the Huns when he was only a teenager, surpassing his two royal brothers and becoming king in advance.

"Princess, I went to ask sister Zhixi." Yunzhu jumped in and came to the desk with a smile.

"What are you asking?" Mu Hanzhang looked at him and smiled, then packed the book in his hand and put it back in its place.

"In the past, the days for sleeping with each other were decided by Mrs. Side. Every month, Mrs. side would have twenty days, and the two aunts would have four days each." Yunzhu couldn't help but snicker when he thought of Zhixi's expression. "These eight days are for Mrs. Side's side." Madam, the day when the sunflower water arrives."

Mu Hanzhang glanced at the young man with a sly smile on his face, and shook his head helplessly. For Zhixi, an unmarried girl, to say such a thing, it was really...

"But the prince goes out to fight all the year round, and rarely stays in Xiyuan when he is in the mansion." Yunzhu added hurriedly, fearing that his master would feel uncomfortable.

"You are a big kid, but you know a lot." Mu Hanzhang knocked Yunzhu on the head.

"Of course it's more. My uncle said that he can marry me a wife in two years." Yunzhu shook his head proudly and took the brochure on the side. "The princess doesn't have the problem of sunflower water, so why not give the prince twenty?" Five days in Dongyuan, the remaining three days can be given to each of them."

"How can that be done?" Mu Hanzhang laughed. If this is the case, I am afraid that he will soon be notorious for being jealous and unkind. However, thinking of the pain on the day of the wedding, he still has lingering fears. If it lasts for more than half a month, It would be too difficult to do this. Suo Mei opened the peony book, and all the previous records were there. In fact, it was the same as what Yunzhu had found out. There was a page in the book, which was a charter written by the Song family. The general meaning was that the division would start on the fifteenth day of every month, and the first half of the month would be divided. The prince stayed in Dongyuan and stayed with his wife for nine days in the second half of the month and his two aunts for three days each.

"Whose main wife doesn't occupy at least eighteen days? Madam Fang is really good at calculating." Yunzhu stood aside and looked at it, and couldn't help curling his lips. In the past two years that Mrs. Side has been in charge, his monthly salary has never increased. The red envelopes at the end of the year are getting smaller and smaller year by year. The few companions she brought with her are always taking advantage of them. The servants in the palace have long been aware of this. She was dissatisfied.

Mu Hanzhang raised his eyebrows. This arrangement was not bad for him, so he picked up his pen and copied Mrs. Side's arrangement on the brochure in elegant and powerful fonts.

It was already dark when Jing Shao came back. He took a shower first to wash off the sweat and dirt from his body, and then changed into loose casual clothes and came out.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Li is here again today, and I have responded to him as you said." After dinner, Mr. Yun came over to report to Jing Shao about today's visitors.

"I understand." Jing Shao handled a few things and let Mr. Yun go down. Then he stretched out and wanted to lie down on the bed.

"Your Majesty, you just finished eating and you will accumulate food." Mu Hanzhang stepped forward to hold him.

"Huh? I'm tired." Jing Shao was unhappy. He had been fighting all day today and his body was still sore.

Seeing that there was no expression on his face, Mu Hanzhang's eyes were full of displeasure, like a child who was forced to get up. He resisted the urge to reach out and touch his head, and pulled him to sit on the soft couch: "Fuck here Just wait and eat."

Jing Shao blinked. Jun Qing was concerned about him? So, the original unhappiness disappeared immediately, and he took his princess and leaned against the couch together: "It's not just a walk."

Mu Hanzhang laughed and sat up, and the man who hit the snake with a stick lay on his lap: "Jun Qing, please press my shoulder, it's very sore.

"I'm not a maid, I don't know how to do this." Mu Hanzhang said this, but still put his hand on his shoulder.

"Hiss~" When he was pressed somewhere, Jing Shao suddenly took a breath of cold air.

"It hurts?" Mu Hanzhang was startled. He didn't use any force, so how could it hurt him?

"Well, maybe he's green." Jing Shao said nonchalantly.

"The prince went to practice martial arts today?" Mu Hanzhang frowned and opened some of his collar, just to see a large bruise. As long as the appointed person takes the medicinal oil to invigorate his blood.

Warm and slender fingers touched the skin with cool medicated oil. Jing Shao couldn't help but hold his breath. When the hand rubbed the injured area, he could imagine the beautiful shape of the hand without calluses.

Jing Shao couldn't help but hold his other free hand in front of him. Under the light, the slender and beautiful hand looked flawless. A few inconspicuous blue blood vessels could be seen through the jade-like skin. The fingers are as long as green onions, and the nails are rounded and neatly trimmed. I squeezed it in the palm of my hand and felt that I really liked it. I couldn't help but bring it to my mouth and nibbled it gently.

"Your Majesty!" Mu Hanzhang was startled and quickly retracted his hand.

"Jun Qing's hands are so beautiful." Jing Shao turned over and looked at him innocently.

Mu Hanzhang had no choice but to help him close his clothes: "Today, Mrs. Song came to take charge of the matter. It is mid-March and there are many things in the house. I thought that since she is willing to take care of it, I might as well let her take charge of it for a few more days. "

Jing Shao frowned when he heard this and looked up at his expression, only to see that he still had a gentle face and could not tell anything. Song's words at this time were just because she didn't want to hand over her power, but if she was allowed to continue to hold the position of Zhongwei, Jun Qing's prestige in the government would be greatly affected. He didn't believe that someone as smart as Jun Qing could not see it. come out. I couldn't help but sigh: "You are the princess, you should do this. If you are impatient, let Duofu handle it. I will ask Song Lingxin to hand over the account books to you tomorrow."

After talking so much in the past two days, Jun Qing was still testing his attitude. Jing Shao felt a little tired. Now that rumors of his cruelty have begun to spread in the capital, no one in the world is willing to believe him. Standing up in silence, Jing Shao took off his coat and climbed onto the bed without looking at the person on the bed.

"Your Majesty..." Mu Hanzhang looked at Jing Shao's back and felt a little sore in his heart. He realized that his pretentious words had hurt him. He pursed his lips and went to bed with his back to him. The person's arm said, "Your Majesty, I don't mean that. If you want to hand over the account books, you can only hand over the account books from the year we have been together for me to look at first. It's better to hand over the recent account books next month, otherwise I won't be familiar with them for a while. There will really be trouble."

Facing the wall and saying nothing...

Shaking his arms and saying nothing...

Mu Hanzhang leaned over and secretly took a look at Jing Shao's face. Seeing that the man had his eyes closed, he called out softly: "Shao? Are you listening to me?"

"I didn't hear you." Jing Shao turned to the side of the bed, but there was someone lying on him, and he accidentally fell down, so he buried his face into the pillow and stayed still.

The person on the body couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Then I'll say it again, tomorrow I will ask them to take a look at the account books from previous years, and I will ask her to hand over all the account books on the first day of the next month."

After hearing this, Jing Shao finally felt comfortable. He turned over and pushed the person pressing him under him.

"Wang...Prince..." Mu Hanzhang didn't know why he suddenly changed into such an ambiguous posture.

Jing Shao frowned, looked at the slightly open thin lips, and leaned forward to press them.

"Well..." Mu Hanzhang's eyes widened and he didn't know how to react. He only felt the soft and warm lips pressing against his own. It was just a brief touch, but it made him feel that a long time had passed.

"This is punishment. If you talk politely to me in the future, you will be punished for every word you say." Jing Shao said with a proud smile.

"I..." Mu Hanzhang was speechless and could only turn his head away from looking at him, but his handsome face turned red with embarrassment.

Jing Shao looked at his appearance and felt his heart move. He couldn't help but kiss him on the cheek again, then licked along his face to his chin, and nibbled lightly on his neck.

"Well..." Mu Hanzhang's body couldn't help trembling, and his breathing became rapid, "Your Majesty... don't... ah~"

Jing Shao had already pulled open his clothes and kissed his collarbone. Hearing this, he bit the beautiful collarbone and said, "Call me Shao!"

"Well..." Mu Hanzhang could hear the man's breathing getting heavier and he could feel the changes in his body at the base of his legs. He immediately stiffened, "Shao... don't..."

Hearing fear in his voice, Jing Shao raised his head to look at him and saw that his handsome face turned pale from shyness. He couldn't help but sigh and turned over to lie on his side on the bed.

Mu Hanzhang pursed his lips. As a wife, it was naturally wrong to refuse her husband's closeness, but the experience that night was so bad. Even though he knew it was wrong, he remained silent and did not speak again. He just held the corner of the quilt tightly.

When the maid saw Shi Chen, she turned off the lights outside, and the room instantly became dark. The maid on night duty came in quietly, put down the curtain, and quickly left.

Jing Shao calmed down for a while, and when the heat on his body faded, he reached out and pulled the still stiff person into the bed.

"I'm sorry..." Jing Shao heard the people around him say softly.

She hooked her lips in the darkness, held him in her arms and said, "Go to sleep, it's okay."