The little fairy who is about to wear a baby is pregnant again

Just when everyone was sure that Ruan Ruan's blood would be splashed on the spot, the tiger threw the woman to the ground and started licking her crazily. Its tail kept wagging in circles, like a pet that was coquettishly pleasing.

Just ignore its scary size and sharp teeth.

Ruan Ruan was sore from being licked by the barbs that she pushed the tiger's head away and patted its back. The tiger cooperated by turning its belly out, grunting and pulling her hand to touch it.

All these things shocked everyone present:

"Oh my god, this tiger didn't hurt her??"

"Last time when Your Majesty... punished people, I didn't see it being so obedient. Today it is really surprising."

"Could it be that some method of taming animals was used..."

……

Lin Yujin let go of his hand, feeling happy in his heart: "I thank you for your kindness, I..."

He was about to ask the emperor for an oral instruction when he glanced upward unintentionally and couldn't help but pause.

There was an expression on the man's face that he had never seen before. There was twisted excitement in his smile, and his eyes were filled with ink, staring at the beautiful figure with an unusually mysterious look.

The man opened his thin lips and said loudly:

"I'm tired, you can do whatever you want."

His voice was trembling with excitement, and he left the table immediately after leaving the table.

Lin Yujin almost wanted to speak, but in the end he could only frown as the exotic woman named Ruan Ruan was taken away together with the tiger...

Ruan Ruan was taken to a bathhouse, and his bracelets and shackles were removed.

Water mist lingered among the layers of curtains. Before Ruan Ruan could see the water clearly, the three palace maids next to her took off her clothes.

Seeing her dodge, he quickly explained: "Don't be afraid, girl. This slave and the others are here to serve you in bathing."

Ruan Ruan was not used to being touched by others, so she made gestures, waved away, undressed and soaked in the bath.

When she picked up the clothes from the bank, she realized that it was a pale pink palace dress. The size seemed a little inappropriate, and the fabric on the chest was a little tight after putting it on.

Noticing the peeking eyes and blushing faces of the little palace maids leading the way, Ruan Ruan could only cough uncomfortably.

She has such a good figure, I can’t blame her.

The little palace maid stopped outside a palace door: "I can only send you here."

Qianqing Palace has been the emperor's bedroom since ancient times.

"Squeak——!"

The heavy wooden door was pushed open, and the room was silent. A few candles were extinguished in the darkness.

Ruan Ruan thought of Ning Min's crazy commenting appearance in the main hall just now, and felt a sense of fear in his heart.

This person obviously doesn't play by the rules. He won't do anything to her, right?

Across a screen, the man suddenly sat in front of the desk, his eyes firmly locked on her: "Have you ever learned any rules?"

Ruan Ruan was suddenly startled and couldn't speak, so he had to bow his head and bow.

"From now on, you will be my personal maid. You must obey my orders at all times. You will be inseparable from me and serve me around. Do you understand?"

Ruan Ruan pointed at his mouth and then his belly, and made a series of gestures. The man was confused and frowned:

"Come forward."

Ruan Ruan did as she was told, and as soon as she approached, the man grabbed her waist and held her in his arms.

Before she could recover, Ning Min put the brush into her hand, lowered his eyes, put his thin lips to her ear and whispered, "Can you write?"

The tone was gentle and touching, and Ruan Ruan could clearly feel his cheeks getting slightly hot.

She nodded subconsciously, but a touch of wet heat suddenly slipped over her ears. Before she could move, the man put his head directly on her shoulder: "Then write, I don't have time to guess what you mean."

写？

This desk is full of memorials, where should she start?

The tip of the man's nose was full of fragrant fragrance. He held the girl's wrist with a satisfied expression and pressed it on the memorial he was reviewing: "Write it here."

The tone is casual and casual, like a foolish king who has been dazzled by beauty.

Ruan Ruan wrote slowly. When there was not enough pen and ink, the man would grind the ink himself. Such a considerate and gentle look was completely different from before.

The man stared at her side face and kept telling himself not to be impatient, take his time, and this time he would trap her by his side.

Putting down his pen, Ruan Ruan held up his masterpiece:

[Not mute, sore throat leading to loss of voice, not eating, hungry]

She really hadn't eaten, and she didn't even know how many days she had been hungry.

The font was crooked, sometimes big and sometimes small, and the writing was weak. Ning Min was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "Is this what you said you can write? A three-year-old can probably write more straightly than you."

Ruan Ruan puffed up his face and wrote furiously: "My handwriting is a style of its own, and the world just doesn't know how to appreciate it."

"There is no slave like you who is as sharp-tongued as you."

"Your calligraphy is ugly and you have disgraced me. I will punish you to practice your calligraphy before eating. Let's start with your name."

As he spoke, the man took out a new memorial, held her little hand forcefully and began to practice calligraphy.

Ruan Ruan's stomach growled with hunger, and he was patted on the head by the man before he could get distracted: "Pay attention, if you write well, I will let you order your own food."

She was instantly motivated and wrote every stroke with great care. In the time it took about two cups of tea, the names of 'Ruan Ruan' and 'Ning Min' were all written on the stack of memorials.

After stretching his stiff waist, Ruan Ruan raised his chin and proudly showed off the results.

The man raised his lips and said indulgently, "That's right. Let's go eat."

For the first time, the imperial kitchen received news of food preparation, and everyone was working hard to show off their talents.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, he did not like extravagance, and the harem was vacant, and most of the palace staff in the imperial dining room were reduced. Now that he suddenly had a chance to perform, he naturally wanted to show off his talents, in case his skills were favored by the emperor.

The imperial dining room was busy in full swing, and the cooking did not delay the palace people from gossiping. The smart ones were already asking around for who the dish was cooked for.

Ruan Ruan was impatient. The palace lady was afraid that the dishes would be cold when they were served, so she simply came over by herself: "Hello everyone, are the dishes for Qianqing Palace ready?"

The lively beauty suddenly appeared in the palace, and the people in the palace were stunned. When they saw the bright yellow figure at the door, they all knelt down and saluted.

Naturally, Ning Min also followed, and Eunuch Xia was waiting around.

After the imperial chef and the palace people got up, their cooking movements became frightened, for fear that something might go wrong by accident.

Ruan Ruan was so satisfied with his meal that he pointed at the plate of eight-treasure duck and gave a thumbs up.

Eunuch Xia couldn't help but smile. The eight-treasure duck was his cousin's brother's specialty.

After returning to Qianqing Palace, Ruan Ruan suddenly realized a problem. There was only one bed, where would she sleep tonight?

With this in mind, she asked.

"My personal maid, of course she wants to sleep with me."

Ruan Ruan was stunned and glanced at the bed quietly, so fast?

"What are you thinking about?" Ning Min said in a playful tone.

She shook her head suddenly and waved her hands to prove her innocence.