12Chapter 12 Sleeping with the Emperor

The red-inked font on it looked a little immature, and the book looked a bit old. Mu Hanzhang flipped through the whole set of books one by one. It turned out that he had been working so hard since he was very young. No wonder Jing Shao was able to defeat the Huns when he was a teenager and was crowned king ahead of his two brothers.

"Princess, I went to ask Sister Zhixi." Yunzhu jumped in and came to the desk with a smile.

"What did you ask?" Mu Hanzhang smiled at him, put the book in his hand back in place.

"In the past, the days of serving the emperor were set by the concubine. The concubine had twenty days a month, and the two concubines had four days each." Yunzhu couldn't help laughing when she thought of Zhixi's expression, "These eight days are the days when the concubine's menstruation comes."

Mu Hanzhang glanced at the servant with a sly smile on his face, and shook his head helplessly. It was really strange for Zhixi, an unmarried girl, to say such things...

"But the prince went out to fight all year round, and rarely stayed in the West Garden in the mansion." Yunzhu was afraid that the master would feel uncomfortable, so he hurriedly added a sentence.

"You are so smart, you know a lot." Mu Hanzhang knocked Yunzhu's head.

"Of course I know a lot. My uncle said that he would marry me in two years." Yunzhu shook his head proudly and took the booklet beside him. "The princess doesn't have menstrual problems. Why not set the prince to stay in the East Garden on the 25th and give them one day each for the remaining three days."

"How can that work?" Mu Hanzhang laughed. If he set it like this, he would soon be known as a jealous and unvirtuous person. However, he still felt a lingering fear when he thought of the pain on the wedding night. If he had to do this for most of the month, it would be too hard to bear. He opened the Peony Flower Book with his eyebrows locked. All the previous records were there. It was exactly the same as what Yunzhu had inquired about. There was a page of paper in the book, which was the rules written by Song. The general meaning was that it would be divided from the 15th of each month. The prince would stay in the East Garden in the first half of the month, and the concubine would stay for nine days in the second half of the month, and the two concubines would stay for three days each.

"Whose main wife doesn't occupy at least eighteen days? The concubine is really good at calculating." Yunzhu stood aside and watched, and couldn't help curling her lips. In the two years that Concubine Madam has been in charge, his monthly allowance has never increased, and the year-end bonus has been getting smaller year by year. However, the few companions she brought with her have occupied lucrative positions everywhere, and the servants in the palace have long been dissatisfied with her.

Mu Hanzhang raised his eyebrows. This arrangement was not bad for him, so he picked up a pen and copied Concubine Madam's arrangement in a beautiful and powerful font on the flower album.

It was dark when Jing Shao came back. He took a bath first, washed off the sweat and dirt on his body, and then changed into loose casual clothes.

"Your Majesty, Lord Li is here again today. I replied to him as you said." After dinner, Mr. Yun came to report to Jing Shao about the visitor today.

"I know." Jing Shao dealt with a few things and let Mr. Yun go. Then he stretched and wanted to lie on the bed.

"Your Majesty, you just finished your meal, and you will have indigestion." Mu Hanzhang stepped forward and held him.

"Hmm? I'm tired." Jing Shao was not happy. He had been fighting all day and his body was still sore.

Seeing that his face had no expression, but his eyes were full of displeasure, like a child who was forced to get up, Mu Hanzhang resisted the urge to touch his head and pulled him to sit on the soft couch: "Just lean on it here to help digest the food."

Jing Shao blinked. Jun Qing was concerned about him? So, the original displeasure immediately disappeared, and he pulled his own princess to lean on the soft couch together: "It's okay if it's not a walk."

Mu Hanzhang laughed and sat up, and someone who was trying to get the upper hand took the opportunity to lie on his legs: "Jun Qing, massage my shoulders for me, it hurts a lot.

"I'm not a maid, I don't know how to do this." Mu Hanzhang said this, and still put his hand on his shoulder.

"Hiss~" When he was pressed to a certain place, Jing Shao suddenly took a breath of cold air.

"Hurt? "Mu Hanzhang was startled. He didn't use any force, so how could he hurt him?

"Well, it might be bruised." Jing Shao said nonchalantly.

"Did the prince go to practice martial arts today?" Mu Hanzhang frowned, and pulled open his collar a little, just in time to see a large bruise. He just took the medicine oil to activate his blood circulation.

The warm and slender fingers with the slightly cool medicine oil touched his skin. Jing Shao couldn't help holding his breath. When the hand rubbed the wound, he could imagine how beautiful the hand without calluses would be.

Jing Shao couldn't help but grab his other empty hand in front of him. In the light, the slender and beautiful hand seemed flawless. Through the jade-like skin, a few inconspicuous blue blood vessels could be seen. Each finger was as slender as a jade onion, and the nails were trimmed round and neat. He put it in his palm and pinched it. He felt that he really liked it, and couldn't help but pull it to his mouth and nibble it gently.

"Prince!" Mu Hanzhang was startled and quickly retracted his hand.

"Jun Qing's hands are really beautiful. "Jing Shao turned over and looked at him innocently.

Mu Hanzhang had no choice but to help him straighten his collar: "Today, Song came to talk about managing the household affairs. It is now mid-March and there are many things to do in the mansion. I thought that since she is willing to take charge, why not let her take charge for a few more days."

Jing Shao frowned when he heard this and looked up at his expression, but saw that he still had a gentle face and could not tell anything. Song said these words at this time, nothing more than not wanting to hand over power, but if she was allowed to continue to manage the household affairs, Jun Qing's prestige in the mansion would be greatly affected. He didn't believe that Jun Qing, who was so smart, could not see it. He couldn't help but sighed: "You are the main wife, these should be done by you. If you are impatient, let Duofu handle it. Tomorrow I will let Song Lingxin hand over the account book to you. "

After talking so much in the past two days, Jun Qing was still testing his attitude. Jing Shao felt a little tired. Now that rumors of his cruelty have begun to spread in the capital, no one in the world is willing to believe him. Jing Shao stood up in silence, took off his coat and climbed onto the bed without looking at the person on the bed.

"Your Majesty..." Mu Hanzhang looked at Jing Shao's back and felt a little sore in his heart. He realized that his pretentious words had hurt him. He pursed his lips and went to bed with his back to him. The person's arm said, "Your Majesty, I don't mean that. If you want to hand over the account books, you can only hand over the account books from the year we have been together for me to look at first. It's better to hand over the recent account books next month, otherwise I won't be familiar with them for a while. There will really be trouble."

Facing the wall and saying nothing...

Shaking his arms and saying nothing...

Mu Hanzhang leaned over and secretly took a look at Jing Shao's face. Seeing that the man had his eyes closed, he called out softly: "Shao? Are you listening to me?"

"I didn't hear you." Jing Shao turned to the side of the bed, but there was someone lying on top of him, and he accidentally fell down, so he buried his face into the pillow and stayed still.

The person on the body couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Then I'll say it again, tomorrow I will ask them to take a look at the account books from previous years, and I will ask her to hand over all the account books on the first day of the next month."

After hearing this, Jing Shao finally felt comfortable. He turned over and pushed the person pressing him under him.

"Wang...Prince..." Mu Hanzhang didn't know why he suddenly changed into such an ambiguous posture.

Jing Shao frowned, looked at the slightly opened thin lips, and leaned forward to press them.

"Well..." Mu Hanzhang's eyes widened and he didn't know how to react. He only felt the soft and warm lips pressing against his own. It was just a brief touch, but it made him feel that a long time had passed.

"This is punishment. If you talk politely to me in the future, you will be punished." Jing Shao said with a proud smile.

"I..." Mu Hanzhang was speechless and had to turn his head away from looking at him, but his handsome face turned red with embarrassment.

Jing Shao looked at his appearance and felt his heart move. He couldn't help but kiss him on the cheek again, then licked along his face to his chin, and nibbled lightly on his neck.

"Well..." Mu Hanzhang's body couldn't help trembling, and his breathing became rapid, "Your Majesty... don't... ah~"

Jing Shao had already pulled open his clothes and kissed his collarbone. Hearing this, he bit the beautiful collarbone and said, "Call me Shao!"

"Well..." Mu Hanzhang heard the man's breathing getting heavier and heavier, and felt the changes in his body at the base of his legs. He immediately stiffened, "Shao... don't..."

Hearing fear in his voice, Jing Shao raised his head to look at him and saw that his handsome face turned pale from shyness. He couldn't help but sigh and turned over to lie on his side on the bed.

Mu Hanzhang pursed his lips. As a wife, it was naturally wrong to refuse her husband's closeness, but the experience that night was so bad. Even though he knew it was wrong, he remained silent and did not speak again. He just held the corner of the quilt tightly.

When the maid saw Shi Chen, she turned off the lights outside, and the room instantly became dark. The maid on night duty came in quietly, put down the curtain, and quickly left.

Jing Shao calmed down for a while, and when the heat on his body faded, he reached out and pulled the still stiff body into the bed.

"I'm sorry..." Jing Shao heard the people around him say softly.

She hooked her lips in the darkness, held him in her arms and said, "Go to sleep, it's okay."