Chapter 195 The Style Is Wrong

Chu Qinghuang sat leisurely for a while and said calmly: "Anyway, the palace has been quite lively these days. Some people like to sit on the mountain and watch tigers fight. I am also happy to watch tigers fight and see who can beat them. who."

If there was a fight in which both sides would suffer, it would save her the need to take action.

"yes."

Chu Qinghuang closed her eyes and pondered, secretly thinking about the reactions of the major palaces after King Zhenbei arrived in Beijing, as well as the countermeasures that the ministers of the aristocratic families who were ready to make a move would take, and ignored the rest for the moment.

After a while, she realized belatedly that a burning gaze above her head enveloped her. Chu Qinghuang raised his eyes and looked at Fucang. Fucang quickly looked away as if he had been caught, and lowered his head in a respectful gesture.

Chu Qinghuang raised his eyebrows: "Even if I am good-looking, you don't need to peek so cautiously."

Fucang's lips tightened: "Subordinate——"

"I'm getting more and more courageous." Chu Qinghuang said in a calm tone, "How dare you peek at the beauty of this palace? What's the crime?"

Chu Qinghuang found that the consequence of her indulging him was that this guy was getting more and more aggressive. As expected, human nature is to constantly test the bottom line.

Shadow Guard is no exception.

Fucang originally wanted to kneel down and plead guilty, but although Chu Qinghuang's tone was serious and cold, the sentence "My palace is beautiful and beautiful" made him hear a bit of serious joking. Fucang then lowered his head and said: "This subordinate has overstepped his bounds." If you offend your master, you should be punished."

"What punishment?"

Fucang thought for a moment and said in a low voice: "Master was so noisy by Chu Tianyin today that I have a headache. Is this subordinate going to give you some massage?"

Chu Qinghuang raised his eyebrows: "What kind of punishment is this?"

Fucang lowered his eyebrows and meekly said: "Master is a little fairy with a kind heart. My subordinates... my subordinates..."

Chu Qinghuang's expression condensed, and his tone was cold and full of majesty: "Glib tongue." It is obvious that Hong Yu's mouth is not covered with honey, so do you have to imitate his sweet words?

"yes."

"I grant your request."

"yes."

Fucang felt relieved and walked behind Chu Qinghuang. He put his slender fingers on her temples and pressed them gently.

Chu Qinghuang thought to herself, both she and Fucang were obviously indifferent and taciturn, but their style of painting today didn't seem right. What went wrong?

After thinking for a moment, she guessed that it might have something to do with their age.

Although he was well-trained, Fucang was not very old after all. He was about the same as the peacocks in the backyard. The four of them chattered all day without any formality. In comparison, Fucang was a little too indifferent.

Well, a little change isn't such a bad thing.

There was silence in the palace.

Chu Qinghuang leaned on the brocade couch, closed her eyes and said lazily: "The massage is very comfortable. I will massage it for you every night from now on."

Fu Cang didn't get what he asked for, so he happily agreed: "Yes."

Chu Qinghuang didn't say anything more. Time passed little by little. Under Fu Cang's moderate pressure, she fell asleep without knowing it.

Fucang looked at her, hesitated for a long time, then slowly reached out to pick her up, turned around and walked into the inner hall, placing Chu Qinghuang on the bed very lightly.

"I haven't taken a bath yet." Chu Qinghuang opened his eyes, "Go and prepare my pajamas."

"yes."

Chu Qinghuang lay quietly on the bed, letting Fu Cang do her work, and then she discovered that it felt really good to have such a person beside her.

Although she is invincible outside, she is as docile as a cat in front of her. Emotions aside, this contrast can give people a strong sense of superiority - commonly known as vanity.

Chu Qinghuang frowned, so she was also a vain woman?

Fucang quickly prepared the essence that Chu Qinghuang would use for bathing and the pajamas he would wear afterwards, and informed Mingyue and Jinlan to wait in the bathing hall and come back to ask for instructions.

Chu Qinghuang stood up to take a bath, and Fu Cang followed closely behind him. When Chu Qinghuang started to take off his clothes, he dodged his body and found a corner to stay. The purple smoke curtain in front of him blocked his sight, and Fu Cang was guarding against indecency. Don't ignore the rules, just listen with your ears to identify possible dangers.

The bathing process was quiet. Chu Qinghuang leaned against the bathtub, enjoying the feeling of being wrapped in warm water and flower petals. The broccoli and the bright moon on the left and right were carefully taking care of her, and the fragrance lingered in the air.