Chapter 41 Good Thing

Concubine Chen moved her lotus steps lightly, walked to the outside room slowly, and stood in front of Zhao Yuanjing.

"Grandpa..."

She spoke softly, her voice was gentle and soft, and she was full of strong love.

Zhao Yuanjing looked up.

The scene in front of me is very eye-catching.

Under the pink and white translucent gauze skirt, there is a graceful body looming.

Concubine Chen's face was like a lotus, she was delicate and half ashamed, and the one he looked at was even full of clouds.

"Master, if you look again, the concubine will hardly be able to lift her head." She bit her lip and raised her head to meet his gaze.

There was no expression on the prince's handsome face, and in the long and narrow phoenix pupils, the color was so deep that no color could be seen.

This made Concubine Chen feel a little uneasy.

She walked up to him, lowered her head, and tried to touch him: "Master, it's late at night, I will undress you."

Zhao Yuanjing sat still.

Concubine Chen bit her lip, and reached out to untie the brocade belt around his waist.

A strong fragrance emanated from her.

Zhao Yuanjing was a little distracted.

He found that he was not at all interested in his concubine, who was known for her beauty.

Not only was there no interest at all, but a trace of irritability rose in my heart.

How is this going?

Zhao Yuanjing stood up, pulled Concubine Chen to her face, and stared at her.

He didn't think he hated the beauty in front of him.

After all, he also had sex with her once. Although it was in the dark at that time, he was still very clear about what happened.

Why can't I get interested anymore.

"Master..." Concubine Chen's arm hurt a little from being pinched by him, and she couldn't help reminding her.

Zhao Yuanjing let go of her and said, "I still have some things to remember, you can rest by yourself."

Concubine Chen was taken aback, and quickly grabbed his arm: "Master, don't go!"

Zhao Yuanjing looked back at her.

Concubine Chen had mist in her eyes, she tremblingly said: "Master, I have been here for more than a year, you just... just love my concubine."

If the prince is not interested in concubines, they will never conceive an heir.

It is also very stressful for them.

After all, the most important thing in the royal family is the heirs.

Zhao Yuanjing stopped in his tracks, looked at her a few times, and walked away.

Walking outside Shanglin Garden, I could vaguely hear Concubine Chen's crying.

Liu Fuquan was sitting outside dozing off, when he saw Grandpa coming out, he trotted to follow, "Grandfather, where are you going now?"

He didn't ask why the prince didn't stay overnight.

Over the past year, he's gotten used to it.

As the crown prince's number one confidant, Liu Fuquan still understood his master's thoughts better.

Zhao Yuanjing said: "Go back to the sleeping hall."

He can now be sure that he still cannot have feelings for other women.

Except for the little cook in the kitchen.

...

The next day, Yun Dai got up early as usual, carefully groomed her face in the mirror, touched her clothes, and she was only half done.

This time when she entered the palace, she didn't bring any clothes, just a set of clothes, and a set of maid outfit given by Aunt Mo Chun.

Because I work in the kitchen, no one cares if I dress poorly.

As a last resort, she had to change into the old clothes she brought.

As for Zhao Yuanjing's robe, she could neither return it in broad daylight nor be discovered by others, so she folded it up, wrapped it in cloth, and stuffed it under the sheet.

In the kitchen, after making snacks as usual, she began to prepare the ingredients for lunch.

Everyone is busy.

Aunt Song Mei walked in, smiling, "What about Mo Chun, come here, something good is going on."

Song Mei is in charge of the entire East Palace.

Mo Chun hurriedly wiped his hands and said with a smile, "What's the matter?"