Chapter 40: Bathe

His Royal Highness took the initiative to go to the concubine Chen's house!

This is big news in the East Palace.

Consort Chen was overjoyed.

Lin Fengyi broke another tea cup.

Guo Liangyuan has already fallen asleep peacefully.

Zhao Yuanjing came to Shanglin Garden and was greeted by Concubine Chen.

Chen Xueyan was originally a very gorgeous and public appearance, a red dress,

golden jewels all over his head, exquisite makeup, eyebrows looking forward,

delicate and moving.

Under the bright candlelight, it seemed like a fairy concubine.

Even in the palace where the beauty looks around, Concubine Chen's face is one

of the best.

"Concubine respectfully welcomes Your Highness." Concubine Chen's side saluted

her with a smile on her face, her face glowing.

Zhao Yuanjing said the word "Qi" and strode straight into the room, ignoring

her outstretched hand.

Concubine Chen's smile froze, but soon returned to normal.

Except for the day she first entered the palace, the Lord has not entered her

house for more than a year. She was very excited now and didn't mind ignoring

this little bit at all.

The maidservant on one side stretched out his hand to support her in time, and

whispered quietly: "Just now the maidservant looked at, the master looked at

the master several times."

Concubine Chen's heart was joyful, and smiled on her face: "Quickly follow

up."

A group of maids crowded them into the house.

Zhao Yuanjing found a chair at random and sat down.

Fei Chen saw the black ointment on his face and she couldn't help being

surprised: "Master, what's the matter?"

"Nothing." Zhao Yuanjing was too lazy to explain, glanced at the tea cup

beside him, did not reach out.

Concubine Chen side looked at Liu Dequan, frowning and said: "How did you

follow along?"

Liu Dequan hurriedly said, "It's all the minions who are negligent and

damned."

"How the ** did it hurt? Did you ask an emperor?" asked Concubine Chen.

"His Royal Highness accidentally fell while taking a bath in the room." Liu

Dequan whispered.

Consort Chen was anxious when she heard that, she hurried forward and wanted

to stretch her hand to take a closer look: "Master, let me see how the injury

is. Did you fall somewhere else?"

When she just leaned over, Zhao Yuanjing separated her hand casually and said

coldly: "I said nothing, don't you understand?"

Concubine Chen Fang stepped back hurriedly, lowered her head, and whispered a

little aggrievedly: "The concubine is just worried about your highness..."

"Okay, you all retreat." Zhao Yuanjing waved towards Liu Dequan and other

servants and maids.

Only two of them were left in the room.

Consort Chen raised her eyes and looked at the man sitting in the chair.

He put ointment on half of his face, but it did not detract from his handsome

appearance. There was even a bit strange evil.

This made Concubine Chen's heart jump wildly.

When she first saw him in the Guogong Mansion, she fell in love at first sight

and couldn't help herself.

Although she begged her family in every possible way, because the government

was too powerful, the royal family was worried that her foreign relatives

would be involved in politics and never agreed to the marriage.

Until she couldn't bear the suffering of lovesickness, she figured out a way,

darkly Chen Cang...

This is what I wanted to enter the palace.

Although she was only a side concubine, she never regretted seeing the

admiring person every day.

She went to bring a refreshment, and said softly, "Your Highness, this is a

small snack made by my concubine herself."

She personally squeezed a piece and sent it to Zhao Yuanjing's mouth.

"Leave it alone." Zhao Yuanjing looked at her and suddenly said, "What are you

doing? Go to the bath."

Concubine Chen's heart jumped, then blushed, and whispered, "Master, wait a

while, and my concubine will go to take a shower."

Behind the screen next door, there is already a bathtub.

After she finished her bathing with a blushing face, she looked in the mirror

again and again, her heart stunned, wearing only a small dress and a thin and

transparent gauze skirt, walking out slowly.