Wear it quickly, she's beautiful

Chapter 889

The next day, at dusk, a group of well-trained court ladies, led by the prime minister's lady, filed in with all kinds of utensils. When he pushed it away, he woke up when he heard the sound. He has lived in fear until now, and he is more sensitive to everything around him than ordinary people.

The Xingyang Hall was still in a mess, everything was smashed and messed up as it was last night, and the female officer bowed her hands and knees expressionlessly to the person behind the curtain on the dragon bed, her voice was indifferent and unemotional. No ups and downs.

"Your Majesty, it's time. Your Majesty, please wash and change your clothes before leaving the palace."

Before the female officer finished speaking, Heng Yu stood up and opened the curtain, looked at the maids below, rubbed the center of her eyebrows tiredly, got out of bed barefoot, walked down the steps in a dizzy step by step, flirtatiously the lady's chin.

"You are pretty."

Hengyu's eyes were ambiguous, and the corners of her lips raised into a wicked smile. She didn't have the aura of an emperor at all, but looked like a dandy who lingered in brothels, which made people upset.

The female officer didn't lift her eyes from the beginning to the end, and only nodded slightly when she heard the words. "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your compliment." Then she stepped back slightly, signaling the maids behind to come forward and serve her.

The slippery touch of his hands disappeared, Heng Yu didn't care, laughed twice, and cooperated with the maid to wash and change clothes, but his demeanor and behavior were always frivolous, and he would flirt a few words at every turn. The maid blushed because of this, and silently withdrew.

At the beginning of Mao, Wulu Lingluo, who had already gone back to wash and changed into red clothes, appeared outside the Suyang Palace. The maids and eunuchs waiting outside immediately bowed their heads respectfully when they saw her.After all, Wulu's family is hereditary throne, and as the only successor of this generation, Wulu Lingluo's status is naturally not low.

The gate of the Yangyang Hall was opened, and Lingluo went straight in, only to see that Hengyu had changed into a golden robe with lifelike golden dragons embroidered on it, and he was wearing a jade crown. But with a sloppy smile, his eyes still fell on a court lady who was arranging his clothes in front of him, unabashedly obscene.

Seeing this, Lingluo had a faint smile in his eyes, the emperor had worked hard enough to pretend.When Heng Yu saw her, his smile deepened, and he immediately walked around in a circle with his big sleeved gown, with an expression like a child waiting to be praised.

"Lingluo, look, how about the new clothes that the queen mother prepared for me? Isn't it very grand? It's so beautiful that I don't even want to take it off."

Lingluo held back her laughter when she heard the words, judging from her experience, she could almost imagine Hengyu's nausea in this outfit, but it was amazing that he could still pretend to be so naturally happy.

"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager's vision is naturally good. The hour is approaching, the chariots and horses are ready, and the ministers are already waiting outside the palace. Your Majesty, please move."

There were too many people around, and those who should put on a show still had to put on a show. Lingluo was also unambiguous, and bowed respectfully to match everyone's performance.Heng Yu nodded when he heard the words, and walked out of the hall wearing his imposing robe.

"I see, let's go, Fuan remember to bring my favorite rose cake too."

Hengyu is the emperor, no matter how much he is bullied in the palace, he is the king of a country after all, and the people only recognize him as the master of the whole country, so it is natural that he should be grand enough to travel.

(End of this chapter)