After the founding of the People's Republic of China, she became a spirit and was punished, and

In Yaoxing Courtyard, Xiyu was hiding behind a screen to change clothes.

She has been having severe breast leakage recently, and has to change her bra every four or five hours to prevent her outer clothes from getting wet.

Her chest was still wet, and she could only wipe it with a handkerchief.

Xiyu felt embarrassed to change clothes in front of others, so she had to tell the little girls around her to leave.

The straps around the neck are easy to tie, but because the bra has a supporting function, the buttons need to be made tighter, so it is naturally not that easy to button them up.

With no other options, Xiyu had to stay in her underwear, put her hands behind her back and struggled to find the holes to put the buttons in.

This was the scene Yinzhen saw when he walked in.

The candlelight flickered with a dim glow, casting the woman's graceful figure on the screen.

Yinzhen couldn't help but lighten his footsteps and soon walked to the screen. A picture of a beauty was reflected in his deep black eyes.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his deep eyes flashed with a dark light.

The young lady's back is as white as snow, smooth and delicate, just like white jade, making people want to hold it in their hands and play with it.

Xiyu was buttoning her clothes with great difficulty. When she finally did, she turned around and saw a person standing behind the screen. His dark eyes seemed to want to swallow her up.

She was startled and took a step back in fear, but accidentally stepped on the clothes she had just taken off and tripped.

"what……"

She let out a low cry and fell backwards uncontrollably.

Yinzhen rushed forward reflexively, grabbed the person into his arms, and fell onto the bed due to the inertia of falling backwards.

In panic, Xiao Fujin's buttocks collided with the surging hardness. He groaned, tilted his head back and lay on the quilt, gasping softly.

Xiyu lay on her back in the man's arms so that her bulging belly was not hit. She patted her chest with lingering fear, making sure that her belly was not hit, and then she slowly stood up.

"Sir, why didn't you make any noise when you came in? It's scary."

She knelt in Yinzhen's arms and patted his chest lightly as if complaining, but her hands had no strength.

Yinzhen leaned against the head of the bed, propped up one leg to block the surging morale, and his dark eyes subconsciously fell on the surging fragrance and softness, which was only covered by two palm-sized pieces of cloth.

Is this the new bellyband?

Is it really a serious thing?

He didn't know whether these two pieces of rags were comfortable to wear or not. He only knew that two trembling towering peaks appeared before his eyes. The soft and sweet fragrance of his daughter permeated his nostrils, arousing the desire in his chest.

Xiyu sensed the dangerous aura of a hunting beast on the man. Her fair shoulders could not help but tremble slightly. Her eyes were burning on her chest. She subconsciously raised her hand to cover them.

"I, I'll go get dressed."

She was just about to stand up when she was suddenly pulled back.

The man laid her on the bed, and his tall body pressed down on her, supporting her with his hands to leave a gap for her belly to survive.

He held the person under him without hesitation, and the Jade Rabbit trembled slightly, causing waves of aftermath.

The delicate fragrance of the girl was mixed with a little sweet milk fragrance. The clarity in Yinzhen's eyes was gradually obscured by lust, and his voice was hoarse and low, "Yaoyao, your clothes make people helpless."

He leaned forward, his nose tip gently rubbing Xiaofujin's white and plump forehead, moving downward inch by inch...

"This... this is just ordinary clothes..."

Xiyu's eyes were filled with tears and she hugged his head helplessly.

The tent was filled with warmth overnight. I buttoned and unbuttoned the clothes many times, and successfully unlocked the new picture in the booklet.

I don't know when it started to rain heavily outside, mercilessly pouring down on the delicate flowers under the corridor, turning them into mud.

(It’s not originally like this… I won’t pass…嘤嘤嘤……)

……

The sky was gloomy, and the autumn rain was falling softly, hitting the doors, windows and eaves, as if interweaving into a sleep-inducing music.

Yinzhen stood up slowly, his dark eyes full of satisfaction.

He placed a kiss on the trembling white shoulders of the Little Concubine, then grabbed a corner of the quilt to cover the marks on the Little Concubine's body.

When I opened the door, Gao Wuyong was waiting outside.

"Master, everything has been resolved at Tingyuxuan."

Yinzhen hummed and walked out, "Just take care of the people and send someone to report to mother."

Gao Wuyong followed closely behind him holding an umbrella, "As for Mrs. Fu..." Do you want to tell her the cause of death?

"Whatever the palace says, Fu Jin will say the same thing. Don't scare her, and don't let her worry about these things. From now on, Tingyuxuan will be sealed up, and no one is allowed to approach, to avoid bad luck."

"Yes."

"Also, all those who have served in Tingyuxuan will be sent back to the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

"Yes."

Yinzhen hurriedly got on the carriage.

I was too indulgent yesterday and woke up a little late today.

……

Within a few hours, Concubine De learned the news of Li's death.

"Dead from illness?"

She paused while pruning the branches and looked up at Jixiang. "Why did he suddenly die of illness?"

"The people sent by the Fourth Master said that she didn't die suddenly. Li Gege had been ill for a long time when she was in the East Third Residence. After moving to the Prince of Yong's Mansion, she was too sick to get up and never left the house. She was found dead this morning, and the maidservant who served her closely also died."

"It's really unpredictable."

"Since Gao Wuyong has dealt with everything, just register it with the palace."

She said indifferently.

Ever since she learned the truth about the Sixth Prince's death, Concubine De has become much more Buddhist. Except for being angry when dealing with Concubine Hui's affairs, she has a lukewarm attitude towards other matters.

Jixiang was accompanying him at the side, looking absent-minded.

Thinking of what someone had told her to do, she hesitated for a long time, not knowing how to start the conversation.

Concubine De glanced at her, put down the scissors in her hand, washed her hands and put on her armor again, "Just say whatever you want to say. You have been by my side for so many years, do you still need to think twice before speaking?"

Jixiang responded, "Your Highness, there were originally few people in the Fourth Master's backyard. There were only three people after the wife married in. Now the two concubines are not up to the task. One is vicious and the other is weak and dead. The wife is pregnant and it is difficult to serve her. Do you want to..."

Hearing her words, Concubine De was almost certain in an instant that these words were not her original intention, "Who told you what?"