My Empress is My Bad Girl

On cold days, **** soup is readily available.

Tsing Yi went to bring a bowl, Zhao Yuanjing took it, and he wanted to feed it to Yun Dai himself.

Yun Dai drank some with his hand, rinsed her mouth with water, and laughed, "The emperor is a little different today."

"Where is it different?" Zhao Yuanjing looked down at himself, "Oh, this big cloak is new today. Does it look good?"

Yun Dai laughed: "The emperor looks good in everything. I'm not talking about clothes."

"That is?"

"Attitude." Yundai looked at him, "In this court, there are dynasties every day, and there are dynasties every five days. You are the busiest person in the morning. Why don't you go to the morning dynasty today, but rushed to me? Come here?"

Zhao Yuanjing untied the big cloak, handed it to Ziyi, sat next to her, and smiled: "Last night it was a heavy snow, I had someone put up a sign, this morning I will be exempted. This is the end of the year, and let the ministers take a break."

He looked at Yun Dai and saw that she was wearing a thin and soft goose yellow shirt, and he reached out and touched her.

It's warm and soft.

There is also a faint warm fragrance.

Compared with the icy and snowy fields outside, her place is really gentle and gentle.

"Don't wear clothes yet." Although Zhao Yuanjing was a little reluctant, but knew that she was still okay, he urged her to put on her clothes and don't catch cold.

Zi Yi is holding her clothes.

Yun Dai said: "You are here, how can I change clothes?"

Zhao Yuanjing raised his eyebrows: "Where have you never seen it?"

Yun Dai: "..."

She quickly scanned the green and purple clothes.

They both hung their heads, pretending not to hear.

Yun Dai was annoyed: "Zhao Yuanjing, you are not allowed to talk nonsense without covering up."

"I'm telling the truth." Zhao Yuanjing said seriously, "You have a few moles on your body, I remember them clearly."

Yun Dai's face suddenly flushed.

She stood up and pushed him out: "Get out."

So the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, because his mouth was not blocked, was pushed to the door by the empress and stood there.

Tsing Yi persuaded: "Niang, it's snowing outside, so cold. The emperor's body..."

Yun Dai picked up the golden cloak on the shelf, opened the door, threw it into Zhao Yuanjing's arms, and said, "Wait for me to change my clothes before coming in."

Zhao Yuanjing held the Greatcloak and smiled bitterly.

Liu Dequan came over, took over his coat, put it on for him, and smiled: "The outside scenery is beautiful and refreshing. Although the room is warm, but the charcoal basin has been burning for a long time, it will inevitably be depressed and easily dizzy."

"Really?" Zhao Yuanjing glanced at him, "Well, you will be refreshing outside."

He lifted his foot and walked away.

Liu Dequan stood in place with a bitter face, afraid to move.

When Yun Dai got out of her clothes, she only saw Liu Dequan standing alone in the cold wind, shaking.

"Duke Liu, aren't you cold? Zi Yi asked curiously.

"No, it's not cold..." Liu Dequan's teeth trembled.

Yun Dai knew when he heard that he was carrying the pot for herself, and hurriedly said with a smile: "Daddy Liu, come in quickly, and if he gets sick again, who will serve the emperor?"

"The emperor, the emperor said..."

"If the emperor blames it, it's me."

"Thank you, Niang Niang." Liu Dequan ran into the room, squatting next to the brazier, and refused to get up.

Yun Dai said to Tsing Yi, “Duke Liu’s legs have old problems and should not be frozen. Let him warm up. You can bring him a bowl of **** soup.”

Bao Xing walked over on the snow, stood under the porch, slapped the snow on his body, and said, "My mother, it's so heavy today. Are we still going out?"

"Look again, maybe it will stop in a while."

Yun Dai asked him, "Where is the emperor?"