Prince's baby concubine

A few days later, one morning, the sound of the wind waking up Jimo Xun, he propped up his body, his half-open nightgown exposed his shoulders, and there were a few bluish marks on his fair skin.He couldn't see what was going on outside, he could only hear the strong wind and bursts of cold.

"Zhao, wake up." He shook Mo Yizhao awake and asked him, "What's the matter, it's so cold this morning."

"That's because it's already winter." Mo Yizhao took him into his arms, fearing that he would be cold.Jimo Xun frowned: "Is it snowing?"

"Of course not, Xun'er, how could it be snowing at such a time now?"

"It's boring." After finishing speaking, he fell back to sleep.On the contrary, Mo Yizhao, who was woken up, could no longer fall asleep, only then did he realize that all of Jimo Xun's clothes were made of light gauze, very thin, not suitable for such cold winter days.He put on his clothes and walked out of the room, and called Xiao Tao, who came over and asked him: "What is the third prince looking for a servant?"

"Go, get some winter clothes for Xun'er, it's getting colder and colder recently, Xun'er doesn't seem to have thick clothes."

This made Xiaotao a little embarrassed. When Jimo Xun was still a proton, she wore simple and plain clothes, and she only changed two or three pieces of clothes. Where did she get the thick clothes, so she said, "Third prince, you don't know. When the princess was a proton, she didn't have much clothes. , let alone thick winter clothes.”

That's right, they've only been married for a year, and they used to be with him often and didn't pay much attention to his basic necessities, where did they get the thick clothes now.He decided to make it for him directly: "Xiao Tao, then call the tailor from the palace."

"Yes." Xiaotao walked out of Chaoli Palace.

The fallen leaves were blown down by the strong wind, and they were everywhere.Yuehe didn't return to Huan'er, and Huan'er didn't know that she was in Chaoli Palace.She became dumb because she was poisoned, and Mo Yizhao couldn't cure her.

She was sweeping the fallen leaves under the tree alone. These withered and yellow leaves seemed to have fulfilled their mission and left the tree helplessly. However, Luohong was not a heartless thing, it turned into spring mud to protect the flowers.

These fallen leaves are ruthless, the yard just cleaned, the wind blows and a little falls, Yuehe sighed and cleaned it again.Mo Yizhao came over to her and said, "Yuehe, there's no need to sweep it, just wait until it's finished falling and then clean it up."

Yuehe saluted respectfully. She has learned to communicate with Mo Yizhao by gestures with her hands these days. In return, only do these little things.

Mo Yizhao chuckled, he didn't think about asking for anything in return, he didn't want anything, and Jimo Xun would not expect anything else if he could stay by his side: "It's okay, you don't need to pay back, now the concubine He is no longer trustworthy, if you If you want to leave the palace, I can send you out at any time."

"Thank you." Yuehe gestured.At this time, Jimo Xun's voice came from the room: "Zhao, where are you?"

"Xun'er woke up." Mo Yizhao went back to the room, and he almost had a nosebleed when he saw the scene. Jimo Xun's soft pajamas had already slid down to his waist, and he sat on the bed with his upper body naked, his long hair covering his shoulders just right, Cover up your shyness.Mo Yizhao still resisted the urge to violate him, cared to help him get dressed, and said: "Xun'er, it's such a cold weather, if you don't dress well, you will get sick." After finishing speaking, it was still like punishment Scratch his pink lightly.

"Hey~ Zhao, you are too erotic."

"pornography?"

"Pretend I didn't say it." Jimo Xun obediently asked him to help him dress. It has been a year, and he still occasionally speaks some language that does not belong to this dynasty, which Mo Yizhao can't understand.

Not long after, Xiao Tao came back, bringing the old tailor who made clothes in the palace and a young man, who should be the old tailor's apprentice.At this time, the two people in Chaoli Palace were still flirting, and they restrained themselves when they heard the old tailor and the young man salute.

Mo Yizhao noticed that the young man was white and clean, but his plain attire could not conceal his good looks. His hair was only tied in a monotonous ponytail, showing a hearty face.His eyes were erratic, sneaking glances at the yard from time to time.I don't know what is so attractive to him in the yard.

Mo Yizhao paid too much attention to this man who had never seen him before, and he was chatting and laughing with Jimo Xun just now but stopped for a moment. Jimo Xun didn't hear Mo Yizhao's words, so he lightly touched his stomach with his elbow: "Zhao, who is it?" coming?"

Mo Yizhao smiled: "I made clothes for you."

"Making clothes?" Before Jimo Xun could finish asking, the man spoke to them respectfully: "Third prince, I'm just going to measure the body for the prince and concubine, please stand up first."

"Wait, why haven't I seen you?"

"I'm a new tailor."

"Then what's your name?"

"Ye Luo." This person is not as cheerful as he looks, his voice is very low, and there is no expression on his face, making it difficult to guess, which arouses Mo Yizhao's interest: "Ye Luo, that's good, just You will make clothes for Xun'er yourself."

The old tailor was in a cold sweat. Ye Luo had only studied with him for a few days. How could it be possible for him to make clothes? How many things you have learned, don't let him do it."

"Well, I originally said that if he makes clothes that I am satisfied with, I will promise him one thing, so it seems unnecessary."

Ye Luo was stunned: "I agree!"

Mo Yizhao smiled evilly, Jimo Xun didn't know what was going on now, how could Mo Yizhao think of making clothes for himself, and who is this Ye Luo?Why did Mo Yizhao feel excited, and what was he thinking?

Ye Luo helped Jimo Xun measure his body, so that he didn't dare to move. Ye Luo hugged his slender waist from behind and used a cloth strip to measure his waist. Unexpectedly, his waist was so thin, so he hugged him easily. .Jealous Wang Mo Yizhao had veins popping up on his forehead, with a displeased expression on his face.But he remembered one thing, and took out a fallen leaf from his sleeve, on which was engraved with words: Ye Luo style, I would like to share with you.

Mo Yizhao accidentally saw this fallen leaf in the pond while drinking tea in the yard a few days ago.He originally thought that "Luo" was spelled wrongly, but it wasn't until Ye Luo appeared that he realized that the word was not accidentally missed.He deliberately coughed twice, looked at the fallen leaves in the yard and said: "The style of fallen leaves, I would like to share with you."

Ye Luo was stunned, and the tailor-made cloth in his hand fell to the ground.Unknowingly, Jimo Xun asked inexplicably, "Zhao, are you talking to me?"

"Yeah, I meant that "fallen leaves" are so beautiful, if only Xun'er could see them, but I didn't say "leaves fall"."

Guiltyly, Ye Luo picked up the cloth strip and measured it again for Jimo Xun.At this time, Mo Yizhao had a smirk on his face and his stomach was full of bad things, but he would never do bad things, he just wanted to help a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks.