Ying Chong

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After dinner, Paner was still early.

She simply couldn't sleep, so she asked Baizhu to lay a blanket on the floor of her bedroom and did her homework today.

Pan'er practiced exercises for half an hour every day. The exercises were soft exercises or were taught to her by Aunt Qing. Unfortunately, she learned too late and her bones had grown hard. According to Aunt Qing, if she had practiced since she was young, she could make her whole body weak and boneless.

Slim horse is a servant of Sesame. She has trained her soft skills to have infinite usefulness on the bed, and she can also strengthen her body. In the past life, Pan'er persisted, and this soft work has never been pulled down.

Because of her earnestness, Aunt Qing said that although her soft skills could not reach the peak, it was enough.

After a field exercise, Pan'er was sweating.

I was asked to come in and serve her to bathe, and Bai's face was weird. Every time Paner practiced, except for Aunt Qing, I never let people look around, but I was personally serving. I still knew how much.

After bathing, Paner went to bed. Aunt Qing brought a few jars of homemade balm, applied and massaged her. Some of these balms were brought from Yangzhou by Aunt Qing, and some were brought into Chen Palace before entering the palace.

"The master has changed his diet these days, and it is not useless. The slave looks at this place more than ever." Aunt Qing said with a smile, and her men kept on.

Pan'er could not help but feel a little stunned and blushed: "Aunt, don't say that."

"What a shame? When you were a kid, you did not let your aunt do this. But it ’s okay. You control the hunger for years. It ’s not suitable for your body. Once you've made up your mind, don't let it go."

"I'm afraid that my body will be broken by then." Paner said lowly.

To put it bluntly, she was not without worry in the past. Emperor Jianping of the past loved her. She always felt it was because of her slender appearance and beauty, but after waiting for the last ten years, she felt it was not.

All in all, it's quite contradictory. But after resurrection, Pan'er felt that she should be a little bit different from petting, which is why she changed her dietary habits.

"As long as you continue to practice, you are not afraid of bad posture. Pay attention to this. The thin horse requires a pair of golden lotus, but it is to satisfy some of the quirks of some men. You know that Yangzhou is as well-known as the thin horse. Who else is there? "

After waiting for Paner to answer, Aunt Qing said: "There are Datong's aunts, Xihu's boat maiden and Taishan aunt. Not to mention the latter two, but because of the wildness of identity, Datong's auntie It is also ranked in front of the thin horses in Yangzhou, all named after Datong's aunt Feng / milk / fat / hip but also good at merit.

"When Datong's mother-in-law used to practice Mei Gong every day when she was young, she had the same skills as the soft skills I taught you. In the past, I had a sister who came from Datong. At that time, it was famous on the Qinhuai River Sound, at that time I was also one of the first cards in the building, and I had to retreat in front of her. Therefore, the aesthetics of normal men still prefer plump women. "

Aunt Qing turned Paner over and applied balm on her back: "So ah, you can rest assured, there is an aunt who always wants you to be sharp-headed here. It ’s good to be thin or plump. , The man said that it would be white on the bed, if you can please it, even if you want the stars and the moon, he must pick it up for you. "

In the next few sentences, Aunt Qing deliberately lowered the tone, saying that Pan's little face was extremely red.

But think about it, it wasn't like that in the last life. Because of her good service, the prince had never forgotten her. Later, the prince reached the throne and became emperor. In those years when she was the emperor's concubine, although she was not extremely favored, her favor had never been broken.

Just like this, intermittently until the child grew up, she was forced to scramble to grab it, so she tried to win over him, and then loved more and more. Although it is not to pick the stars and the moon, it is also the first. .

"Aunt ..."

Thinking of some things in the previous life, Pan Er could not help but soften himself.

When Aunt Qing saw her blushing and soft, her eyebrows were soft and soft, and she couldn't help feeling more sorry, "You, your life is better than your aunt. No matter how you come here, you don't have to suffer from the outside. Careful planning, you will not miss a good life, but this place is too complicated, you have to be careful. "

"Um." Paner answered softly.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of noise outside, and before Paner could react, there were more people in the room.

Still a man.

A azure brocade lined him with a clear temperament and a handsome figure, like a pine and cypress. There is a dragon-shaped jade pendant of white goat fat on the waist, and the beads on the wrist meander and swirl, and the bright yellow cymbals are drooping. He bears one hand behind him, and has a graceful and calm temperament.

Fu Lu followed in, and when he saw that the situation on the bed was not right, he hurried back to the screen. Aunt Qing was also a bit silly, but she was alert and calmly got off the bed and backed out.

Cattail wept with a small face and whispered to her, "Slave wanted to stop, didn't stop."

Can the Prince Edward stop them?

Fu Lu glanced at the little maid and waved his hand to let everyone out.

In the room, Pan'er was sitting there stupidly with the quilt. Only then was she in a hurry. She had to pull the quilt to cover herself. Unfortunately, some dead sheep had to make up for it. People should have seen it before.

Under the halo of light, the shoulders of the incense seemed to be coated with grease, glowing with white snow. The silk quilt is lotus blue. This color is already lined with skin tone, and the texture is crystal clear, which makes people feel amazing.

After that, everything happened logically.

It wasn't until she felt the pain that seemed to be split, Paner reacted that she had forgotten to prepare beforehand, and forgot to make him pity.

The heavy, dull pain caused her soberness that she had never had before. She was no longer the Queen Mother of Lu'an, she was Pan'er.

Outside, Fu Lu listened to the sound of begging for mercy like a coquettish eagle, and when he struck a spirit, he couldn't help but secretly say a very delicate word.

This is a favor that no one else can ask for, and it is suffered when there is a favor. Who does n’t hurt for the first time, it ’s not normal if it does n’t hurt.

But after hearing that the more he asked for mercy and the greater the movement, he turned his face red and waved his hands. They rushed outside, including himself, before whispering: "A group of people who have no eyesight!"

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In the end, Paner cried.

She felt shameful.

Not to mention that she is a thin horse. She didn't experience it in her previous life. I don't know how many times she has experienced it, but it's a repeat. Her first reaction was not to think of a solution but to cry.

But it really hurts.

She cried and cried, and now it was too late to say anything, she could only bury herself in the quilt and rub her face, just as if it hadn't happened.

The room was quiet, only the man's slightly unstable breathing sound afterwards.

Pan'er was thinking what to do. It stands to reason that she should stand upset, get up to get water, serve the prince to scrub, and then let someone change the sheets and bedding.

But she just didn't want to move, it was too painful, it hurt immediately.

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This mallet!

Pan'er couldn't hold back his curse, but thought he had a mallet after scolding.

Who's to blame? Mrs. Prince has a mallet? But she is Su Fengyi now, and that's what she did. Others can't ask for it.

Pan'er had a mess in his head, and the prince beside him moved.

Thinking about the way she had just cried, the prince half sat up, cleared his throat, and stretched out his hand to pull the cocoon on her body: "But hurt?"

Pan Er wriggled a little, and didn't squeak.

The Prince has never experienced such a thing, and in the past, no one has ever slept. Although the process is a little uncomfortable, no one will show it, and he will behave like a great favor. He first encountered someone in the slumber. The crying man was still bored in the quilt and didn't want to ignore him.

Then she thought, the harder she just cried, the harder he tried.

Thinking of her young age, only fifteen years old, she is still a little girl, and she is thinner than ordinary people, thin and soft everywhere, and he looked at Sven himself, in fact, he practiced martial arts at the age of five or six. So she must be hurt.

"Get up and take a look. If you are injured, let Fulu call the doctor."

"Don't call the doctor!"

Pan'er suddenly came out of the quilt, with a red face and tears on his face. Let's look at some places exposed outside the quilt. Some are white and some are red. The red has gradually faded away, and it looks a little blue.

"Not allowed to be a doctor?" The prince's eyes darkened, and his throat repeated hoarsely.

Pan'er realized that he had said something wrong, sucked his nose, hugged the silk quilt upwards, covered his face with more than half of his eyes, and only exposed his eyes to the outside: "I just have a little pain. Shame. "

The prince smiled.

It's because of her pitiful appearance, and this shame that she said.

Seeing her like this again, such a little girl, he really did not know the compassion. I couldn't help feeling a little affectionate, and my voice was a little tender again: "That makes people prepare water, you can take a bath and feel comfortable."

Then, he put on his obscene pants and planned to stay.

Pan's first reaction was not that the prince cared so much for her, but that he was leaving?

She remembered that when he was waiting for the prince in the side hall of Ji Detang, he always left afterwards. She was particularly uncomfortable with the act, but knew it wasn't something she could do.

Thinking thoughtlessly in his head, his mouth was faster than his head: "You are leaving? You are not allowed to leave!"

Hearing his own voice whispered, Pan'er realized what he was saying. He is not the Jianping Emperor who spoiled her until she said nothing.

She wanted to make up for it, but knew it was a dead sheep. She simply broke the jar and fell, hugging his waist from behind, and softened her throat, "His Royal Highness, don't go, you can't bear to leave."

Both were still naked, so Paner embraced the quilt, and she hurriedly reached out to hug him, and the quilt slipped down naturally.

The Prince's face was stiff, glaring at a place where she reacted again, and she wanted to push her hands in the air for a while, and then patted her bare shoulders, and said warmly, "You go to the bath first, I don't go."

After that, Paner went to the bath to bathe, and the prince cleaned up outside. When Paner came out of the bath, everything on the bed had been changed. The prince wore a coat and lay on the outside. Crawled inside from the toes.

Just before she was in the bath, she had asked Aunt Qing to help her with the medicine. Now she is much more comfortable and her movements are smoother than before.

"Approached?"

Pan'er thought how he knew, and then thought of him for a long time.

She embarrassed her face and lay down beside him.

Behind a curtain, the light on the bed was dim and quiet.

She remembered that in the last ten years, they went to sleep almost every night and had become accustomed to each other, so she often couldn't sleep all night long after he was stunned.

At this moment, smelling the familiar Canaan fragrance, Pan'er held her breath and choked her throat. The breath lingered back and forth between her throat and her lungs. She pretended to be buried in the quilt without incident and choked herself for a long time. Only then spit out that breath, and at the same time a tear fell silently into the quilt.

It took a while before she moved.

Grinding a little bit there, until she felt the temperature, she closed her eyes and broke the jar into his arms.

The prince had been following her movements, so she knew she wasn't asleep and was pretending to sleep. But he didn't say a word, but he never expected that she would dare to do so.

He was a bit unwilling to push her, but her arms hung tightly around his waist, and they did not loosen when pushed, but buried in it and muttered ‘I ’m going to hold’.

What a courage!

This is probably the most daring woman I have ever encountered in my prince's life. ‘No, I ’ve been back and forth many times. How often did anyone dare to speak to him like this?

But the man was in bed, especially in the face of a young girl who had just been tossed by herself. She was not very old, and she was soft and tender. At this time, everything could be hard, but her heart could not be hardened.

Especially when the movement was so loud, Fu Lu was sure to come in outside.

Let people know that his crown prince was hugged by a little girl, and he couldn't hold her back. His prince's face could be eliminated.

The prince decided to put up with it, but was still a little angry, rubbing her palms on her waist: "I didn't scream for pain, now I'll provoke me again."

Paner is so fine. I knew immediately that this man was hard-hearted and soft-spoken.

"It's more comfortable."

But you're comfortable, I'm not comfortable.

No one knows that the prince fell asleep reading the scripture that night.

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