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    "Oh, it's fine if you think it's good. Go back and tell Shangyi to make a few more pairs. Remember, don't just embroider lotus flowers, but also embroider a few peach blossoms."

    Chuntao looked at His Highness Prince Jin. His Highness¡¯s words made people feel comfortable.  The peach blossoms were embroidered by Your Highness, and the lotus flowers were naturally given to Sister Xia He.

    "There are also chrysanthemums and plum blossoms to embroider."

    Chuntao suddenly felt that His Highness's words were not so pleasant. It seemed that Qiu Ju and Dongmei also had them, but she didn't know if these two sisters dared to use them.

    The palace maid retreated, but Chuntao was still kneeling there. Li Zhi touched her chin with his hand and pinched the girl's pink cheeks.

    "Okay, let me try this knee pad. You can't get up from your knees."

    "Let Chuntao try it for a while."

    Seeing this girl kneeling in front of him like this, Li Zhi was helpless. If she wanted to try more, just let her try more. He didn't know what Chuntao was thinking at this time.

    Even if there is something to protect the knees, even if the thing is soft and will not hit the knees and calves, kneeling will still be uncomfortable!

    But after watching the girl kneeling for a while, Li Zhi suddenly had something else on his mind.  The passion for thinking about Wu Meiniang just now has not completely subsided at this time. At this time, I still feel that there is nothing to do with my thoughts.

    Li Zhi stood up from his seat and stood in front of Chuntao.

    This height is just right.

    Li Zhi stretched out his hand on Chuntao's shoulder and looked at the girl. She had pretty pink cheeks and red lips.

    "Chuntao, please serve me for a while."

    Wang Yan had just returned home and shook hands with Xia He. Xia He saw Wang Yan entering the Wang family's mansion, then got on the carriage and urged the coachman to drive back.

    "I'm afraid that King Jin may have other instructions and delay His Highness's affairs."

    Wang Yan is still young and lively. Today, she accompanied King Jin and received another word "æÌ" from the Queen. His Highness also agreed to let Yan Liben paint a portrait of a maid for her in a few days.

    Thinking of this, Wang Yan lost her usual image of a dignified lady. After entering the mansion, she couldn't hold it in any longer and jumped up and down in the direction of her yard.

    As soon as I entered the courtyard, I quickly stopped.

    "Mother!"

    "You're back. Did you have fun with Prince Jin today?"

    "Happy, mother, today the King of Jin asked the Queen to give a word to his daughter."

    "Oh, what word was given?"

    "Yan! Colorful Yan."

    "Wang Yan, this word is really good."

    "Well, my daughter feels the same way. Mother, I met the Queen today, and the Queen asked my daughter to call her Queen."

    "Is this true?"

    Wang Yan nodded fiercely, and Mrs. Wang couldn't help but feel the joy of spring on her face, she was so happy.  The queen liked her daughter so much that she gave her the word "æÆ" (æÆ) and asked her daughter to call her mother in advance. This kind of grace was rare.  This is a queen, not an ordinary person.

    When her daughter called her mother, the marriage was only a matter of time.  Moreover, Mrs. Wang has a feeling that when His Majesty returns from Luoyang, her daughter will be married into Prince Jin's palace within a few days.

    "My queen likes you so much, you should go to the palace to accompany her more in the future."

    "My daughter knows that His Highness asked me to enter the palace again in a few days, and also asked Yan Liben to draw a fine brushwork portrait for me."

    "Your Highness really loves you."

    As Mrs. Wang said, she suddenly felt a little jealous for no reason, but she didn't know where the jealousy came from.

    Isn¡¯t it the best thing for a daughter to be pampered by the King of Jin and liked by the Queen?

    ¡°As long as my daughter marries into the Jin Palace and becomes the Jin Princess, my family will be truly rich and prosperous.

    Although my husband is from the Wang family in Taiyuan, the Wang family has a great business. Not to mention the side branches, even the main line of the family is not one branch or two.

    With a big family, it is naturally impossible to put too many resources on one descendant.  My husband had only served as Luoshan Ling before, so the Wang family was doing poorly in the officialdom.  And now that he is approaching his twilight years, his official career seems to have reached its limit.

    This time, the good matchmaker mentioned by Princess Ping An is her family¡¯s hope of taking a few steps forward.

    "My daughter has entered Prince Jin's Mansion. From now on, I don't think she can be a first-class wife, and her husband can be a Duke of the country!"  This is nothing compared to this time.  By then, the Wang family bloodline of my family will be able to truly establish a foothold in the Wang family.

    At this time, I looked at my daughter and saw how happy she was.Madam ??s faint trace of jealousy disappeared.  After all, the daughter was favored, and the family's status rose with the tide.  When Mrs. Wang thinks of happiness, she doesn't think much about anything else.

    "Daughter, Prince Jin likes you so much. Don't be too reserved when you get along with Prince Jin in the future. I think you will soon become Princess Jin."

    "What does mother mean?"

    "You can let Prince Jin get some sweetness and touch your body, but you have to be careful. On your wedding night, your body belongs to Prince Jin."

    "Mother"

    In the Bamboo Garden, night is approaching, and the green bamboos in the Bamboo Garden are rippling slightly in the evening breeze, like green water waves.

    In the small garden that was separated, a graceful woman was holding a green bamboo and a wine pot in her hand. A lot of wine had been poured into the pot.

    She looked slightly drunk, but she still lifted the jug and poured strong wine into her mouth.

    At first, she was still holding the green bamboo, but now she was drunk and hugging the green bamboo. Her slim body was wrapped around the green bamboo like a snake, showing her graceful and graceful curves.

    "Miss, you can't drink any more, or you'll get drunk."

    Behind the woman, a maid tried to pass the wine bottle from her hand, but she pushed it away.

    "Xing'er, don't stop me. Today, Miss Japan is happy and she's going to get drunk. Hahaha, Xing'er, you said a man has three palaces, six courtyards, and three thousand concubines, but he can't be strong.  How does it feel to get up?"

    "Miss, you are drunk!"

    Myolie quickly stepped forward and covered Lin Ruyin's mouth. It didn't matter that she heard this, but she was not alone in this garden. There were also many maids from the Cui family here, as well as the Zheng family who had been specially arranged by the King of Jin to be here.

    After a piece of green bamboo, Ms. Zheng, who was placed in the bamboo garden together, looked at the two women not far away. She also listened to what they just said.

    Do you want to tell His Highness this?

    Xia He rode the carriage and hurried back to the Wanchun Palace. Xia He walked into the Wanchun Palace, and as soon as he took the first step, he hurriedly backed out of the palace.

    "Your Highness, Xia He deserves to die."

    Li Zhi let out a long sigh, and Chuntao quickly stood up and helped King Jin pack his clothes.

    ¡°Come in, you¡¯ll see it when you see it, it¡¯s not like you haven¡¯t seen it before.¡±

    Xia He obediently walked into Wanchun Hall and saw Chuntao lifting up her skirt and taking off a pair of knee pads on her knees.

    "Wang Yan sent back?"

    "Your Highness, send her back. Xia He watched her enter the Wang family's mansion."

    "Well, just send it back."

    "Chuntao, go and have a rest!"

    "Oh, Your Highness, Chuntao has gone down." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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