The Concubine in the Palace_The Feast of Masks【Complete】(50)

This old witch is invincible! She cursed in her heart more than once.

The Jin Palace is different from other places. Because it is a vassal prince's palace, the division of labor in each department is clear, and it is divided into two parts: external affairs and internal affairs.

There are the Changshi Division, Fengcheng Division, and Chaohui Hall for the outside, and the Internal Affairs Office for the inside. And this Internal Affairs Office is in charge of the internal affairs of the entire palace, from the carriages and horses of the staff, guests, family generals, and guards in the palace, to the clothes cutting and daily meals and monthly wages for the servants in the palace every season, and naturally includes this back house.

The Internal Affairs Office is managed by Fucheng, the general manager of the palace, but the back house is the territory of the princess, so it is naturally divided out separately. But because of the control of the Internal Affairs Office, the power of the Princess of Jin has been reduced to a very low level. In addition to the transfer of servants in various places and the distribution of the quotas of each courtyard, there is nothing else.

Even this little power, Concubine Hu has long seen it.

These powers may not seem like much, but they control the lifeblood of everyone in the harem. Since Concubine Hu doesn't want to be controlled by others, she will naturally fight for it.

She finally took advantage of the loss of power by Princess Jin, and was using the momentum to win over and bribe the servants, but she didn't know that Princess Jin recovered from her illness just as she was about to start. This ruined Concubine Hu's plan, otherwise she wouldn't have scolded her like that. Especially since Princess Jin brought in some little demons, it was obvious that they were the second and third concubines of Feng.

Concubine Hu became more and more annoyed the more she thought about it, holding a round fan in her hand and fanning herself.

"Taohong, go and make me a bowl of yogurt and cherry to cool down the summer heat."

Hearing this, Taohong, who was standing next to her, looked embarrassed.

This yogurt is not rare, and the method is simple. The royal palace is extremely rich and has all kinds of delicacies. But this cherry -

You should know that Jinzhou is located in the frontier, with a vast land, but it is not rich, and cherries are not produced locally. There was a basket of gifts sent from Beijing the other day, but the Ministry of Internal Affairs sent it directly to Siyiyuan, saying that Princess Jin liked it, but Liuchunguan didn't get any.

Because of this, the wind direction in the mansion changed again. Those who had leaned towards Concubine Hu earlier changed their attitudes and waited and saw again. Now Concubine Hu is making a fuss about eating cherries with cheese, which obviously means that Taohong should ask Princess Jin for it.

"My queen..."

Concubine Hu certainly saw the difficulty on the face of her trusted maid. She turned her beautiful eyes and fell on Cuizhu who was fanning herself next to her: "Cuizhu, go and tell the little princess that she wants to eat it."

How old is the little princess, can she eat this?

This is obviously using the little princess to disgust people!

Cuizhu was embarrassed immediately, but she didn't dare to refute at all. She quietly put down the fan in her hand and went out.

Taohong looked at her back and said to Concubine Hu, "She is really good-tempered. The queen tortured her so much, but she still endured it."

"If you want to endure it, then endure it. This concubine has many ways to torture her." Concubine Hu snorted and shook her round fan. She was no longer angry at this moment, just waiting to see the jokes in Siyi Courtyard.

If Princess Jin gave it to her, she would be disgusted, because it was obvious that Concubine Hu was being unreasonable. But if she didn't give it to her, it would mean that she didn't value the little princess.

The little princess is the only heir of Prince Jin. If she doesn't value the little princess, she doesn't value Prince Jin!

This is the concept that Concubine Hu stole, but unexpectedly, this method is very effective. Whenever she loses in the fight with Princess Jin, she will win by playing this card.

Concubine Hu will not let the situation reverse. Even if she loses the opportunity, she will not let Princess Jin win back. The worst case scenario is to maintain the status quo and the two sides are evenly matched.

I don't know what the reaction of Siyi Courtyard is. In the small courtyard separated by a wall, the Prince of Jin came to the small building leisurely in the daytime.

On the second floor of the small building, the lattice windows were wide open, and the breeze blew the purple gauze curtains left and right.

In such hot weather, ice was naturally placed in the house. A huge iceberg with white smoke was piled in the gilded ice pot in the corner of the house. With the breeze blowing, the whole room was clear.

Behind the desk, the Prince of Jin was holding a file and reading it.

Not far away, Yao Niang was sitting on a round chair, picking up bright red, delicious, big and round cherries from the white fine porcelain plate on the flower table and eating them.

The gorgeous color against the white slender fingers looked surprisingly beautiful.

The Prince of Jin glanced over here and thought that it really suited her.

There was a thin layer of ice in the porcelain plate, so the cherries were covered with a layer of cold water vapor, sour, sweet, cool and delicious. Yao Niang ate more than 20 in one go before stopping.

She was a little embarrassed. She was not a greedy person, but she was curious about such snacks in front of King Jin. She didn't know if he would laugh at her.

But it was really delicious. She hadn't eaten it yet.

She looked at the few cherries left on the plate, and then looked at King Jin over there, and felt even more ashamed. The food was brought by His Highness, but he didn't eat any, and she ate so many.

"Your Highness, do you want to eat?"

King Jin's first reaction was that he was not a woman, how could he eat such a small thing. But looking at her thin white fingers and charming eyebrows, he couldn't help but feel moved.

He raised his eyebrows, and Yao Niang, who knew what he meant, walked over with the porcelain plate.

As soon as she came up to him, she was pulled to sit on his lap, and then the old man raised his eyebrows again. Yao Niang hesitated for a moment, then gently picked up a cherry and put it into his mouth.

"It tastes good." King Jin said.

Yao Niang stretched out her hand appropriately, and a small cherry pit rolled into her palm.

It was quite fun to feed and eat, and read the files at the same time.

But as the King of Jin ate, his movements became more frequent, sometimes biting her fingers, or carelessly brushing his tongue. Under the desk, his other hand was rubbing Yao Niang's waist intentionally or unintentionally. It was clearly the most serious expression of love, but he was doing the most indecent things.

"Look at what the book says, the beauty feeding wine with her mouth is the sweetest." The King of Jin stretched out his hand and nodded.

Yao Niang was blushing because of his teasing, and after hearing this, she subconsciously looked at the file in his hand.

Only then did she realize that this was not a file at all, but a storybook.

The book was accompanied by exquisite sex pictures, all depicting extremely erotic things. The person in the picture was just like them at this moment, one sitting on the other's lap, but the beauty was half-undressed, and the charming scene could be seen faintly, feeding the man with wine with her mouth.

Chapter 40

The King of Jin looked at her with interest, and Yao Niang's smile was stiff.

Their eyes met in mid-air.

After a while, she gave up weakly, picked up a bright red cherry and half held it in her mouth, and handed it over hesitantly.

The King of Jin ate it, but he did not let go of her little mouth, but rolled it into his mouth together.

After dozens of breaths, Yao Niang lowered her head and panted slightly.

The King of Jin's eyes became darker and darker, and his thin lips curled slightly: "What? Are you still reluctant to spit it out?"

Her face immediately turned red, and she turned her head and spit out the peach pit in her mouth. The peach pit rolled on the desk and stopped at the edge of the table.

He stretched out his hand to lift her palm-sized face, and saw her eyelashes trembling, her pink lips moist, and two clouds of rosy clouds gently gathered on her, which was indescribably beautiful.

Thinking of the low singing that came out of this mouth last night, the eyes of the King of Jin became darker, and he covered it. His big hand slid up along the slender waist, and he could feel the softness and tenderness like tofu through the fabric of the clothes.

He rubbed it with his thin calloused fingers almost greedily.

"Your Highness, I have to go down." Yao Niang panted and pushed him away. She came to serve tea, but was kept by the King of Jin with a plate of cherries.

The King of Jin ignored her, and his big hand had already reached in along the edge of the shirt.

Outside the door, Fucheng folded his hands and leaned against the door frame.

Hearing the movement inside, he couldn't help shaking his head.

This man who has eaten meat is different from the man who hasn't eaten meat. His Highness has never been like this before. Now it's like a cat touching a fish in the cave, and all he wants is to come over and touch two small fish to satisfy his craving.

In order to get away from the trouble, they have learned to coax people with snacks. I don’t know what Nanny Su has been coaxed into by His Highness.

However, Fucheng is happy to see this happen. His Highness is so strong and powerful, so there is hope for the little prince of the palace. Seeing that Nanny Su is also easy to give birth to, maybe she will have a big fat boy at the beginning, and two in three years.

A gust of breeze blew, and the gauze curtain hanging on the window sash was swung.

Behind the desk, Yao Niang sat pitifully on the legs of Prince Jin. She was still wearing a stone-blue summer shirt. The hem of her skirt fell down, and there was a faint flash of white and a touch of gold, which disappeared immediately. It was very tiring. Yao Niang couldn’t help it, and said with a trembling voice: "Your Highness, I really have to go down..."

She had said this several times, but Prince Jin always ignored it.

After another quarter of an hour, Prince Jin stopped.

Yao Niang rested in his arms for a while, and almost fell down when she came down. It was only when Prince Jin helped her that she stood up. She didn't dare to raise her head, and hurriedly tidied her clothes and ran away. When she saw Fucheng standing beside her when she went out, she felt even more embarrassed.

When she went downstairs, she deliberately slowed down her pace, as if crawling. She wished she had a mirror so that she could look at herself at this moment, for fear that there was something wrong and people would find out.

Fucheng waited for a while before going in.

Behind the desk, Prince Jin was no different from usual, holding the file in his hand and reading.

Suddenly, he raised his head and pointed at the small pile of cherries left in the porcelain plate on the table.

"Send some of this to her." This her, it goes without saying.

Fucheng looked embarrassed and hesitated, "There is only one basket of cherries. You usually don't like it. The old slave only left two plates in total. One plate is here, one plate was sent to the nanny, and the rest were sent to Siyiyuan."