The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

Liang Chongyue collapsed on the chaise longue somewhat exhaustedly, with her arm holding the book hanging naturally. She looked at the beams and listened to An Yi's report on what had happened in the capital in the past few days.

Ever since her scumbag father gave her An Yi, he also handed over the Sifangtai to her. Now, there is no need for the system to investigate all the big and small things in the capital. An Yi will report to her every day.

In less than a month, An Yi had taken over all the affairs of her house, and had transformed from a secret guard to a manager.

After looking at the ghost mask for a long time, Liang Chongyue has become accustomed to it. With so much going on recently, he has gradually lost interest in the face under the mask.

"Your Highness, this is the arrangement for the wedding day. Please review it."

Liang Chongyue didn't even raise his head. He reached out to take the booklet handed to him by An Yi and read it through from beginning to end.

An Yi is meticulous and careful in his work. After all, he was carefully selected by his scumbag father, so Liang Chongyue is still relieved.

"Let's do it this way."

Some time ago, Liang Chongyue refused to move into the Eastern Palace after the wedding on the grounds that it would be inconvenient for the concubine to be there.

Living in the palace is inconvenient after all, and is not as free as her princess mansion.

However, her scumbag father still ordered people to clean up the East Palace so that she could live in the palace at any time in the future.

Liang Chongyue remembered that the system complained to her this morning about Li Yu'an frantically adding makeup to herself outside.

Even the people in Beijing knew about it, and there were adapted storytelling shows in teahouses.

Counting the items he bought, I'm afraid all the money he earned in the first half of his life and the inheritance his father left him were put into the dowry list.

"Build a few more warehouses in the courtyards of the two concubines so that they will have enough space to store their dowries in the future."

Liang Chongyue's princess mansion occupied half of the entire Qu'an official road, with more than a dozen exquisite and luxurious courtyards. However, Li Yu'an and He Yanting's courtyards were not around Changshengtian.

She likes quietness, so it’s better if the backyard is not too close to Changshengtian.

After Liang Chongyue gave the order, she waved her hand and let An Yi leave. Most of the tasks assigned to her by her scumbag father had not been completed yet. With the wedding date approaching, she still had a lot of things to deal with.

Fortunately, according to the letter sent back by her uncle, the development of the North was already on the right track. With two uncles in charge of the North, she saved herself a lot of trouble.

Liang Chongyue casually threw the book in his hand onto the desk and was about to sit up straight to continue his busy work today.

As soon as he sat up straight, he saw An Yi in black clothes and robes, standing there like a wall, without moving an inch.

An Yi was very powerful and made no sound when he walked before. Liang Chongyue thought he was gone.

"Why are you still standing here? Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

Liang Chongyue met An Yi's deep eyes that were filled with resentment. After spending two months together, Liang Chongyue knew what An Yi was thinking and thought he could hold it in for a lifetime. Now he couldn't hold it in anymore?

Liang Chongyue had never seen what kind of handsome face was hidden under the mask of the chief commander of Sifangtai. Her period had just ended, and she had been so busy that she had not eaten meat for a month.

An Yi took a slow step forward, but did not retreat. Instead, he took a step forward, gently touched his collar with his slender fingers, and unbuttoned his black robe.

At this moment, the sun was shining brightly outside, shining in through the half-open window, and the scattered light fell on the black robe that had just slipped to the ground.

With his outer robe unbuttoned and his collar open, Liang Chongyue calmly admired An Yi's muscular chest muscles, raised his eyebrows slightly at him, somewhat satisfied with what he saw.

However, An Yi stopped at this point, and Sai Xue's skin was exposed to the air, with a waning desire.

An Yi raised his head slightly and looked straight at His Highness. His eyes were less submissive than usual and more passionate and affectionate.

An Yi's voice was low and hoarse as he said:

"Your Highness, I have met the two concubines. They are both born with excellent looks and come from prominent families. I envy them for being able to win your favor."

Every time An Yi spoke, he took a step forward, walked around the desk, and came in front of His Highness. His body swayed slightly, as if he was approaching unintentionally, and the heat from his nose faintly sprinkled on Liang Chongyue's face.

In this era, it was the first time that Liang Chongyue had seen such a bold person. Her eyes fell on his exposed snow-white chest muscles, and she reached out and touched it casually. The jade twist hanging on her wrist had been warmed by her body, and the jade slid along with it.

It feels good and is smoother than Chirong's.

"Envy them for being born well? Or envy them for having a good family background?"

Liang Chongyue asked in a puzzled manner, and just as he was about to let the jade finger wander over his body, An Yi grabbed his hand.

The jade twist slid back to the wrist. There was a thin layer of calluses on An Yi's fingertips, and when he grabbed Liang Chongyue's hand, it left a slight itch.

An Yi led Liang Chongyue's hand to touch the ghost mask on his face. Liang Chongyue felt the cold touch from the outside of the mask, and he understood what An Yi meant.

Liang Chongyue did not hesitate and directly pulled off the ghost mask on An Yi's face. The black rope tied it broke, and the face behind the mask gradually appeared.

It was beyond Liang Chongyue's expectations. He didn't expect it to be a cold and well-defined face, with sword-like eyebrows slanting into the temples, and narrow and deep eyes. The dark pupils revealed sharpness and mystery, as if they could see through all the secrets of the world.

Beneath her high nose bridge, her thin lips slightly pursed, she exudes a certain stubbornness and determination. Her face is as hard as if it were carved by a knife or an axe, revealing a cold beauty. A few strands of black hair casually draped across her forehead add a touch of uninhibited and free-spiritedness.

I didn't expect that the palm that usually hides in the dark would look so handsome and extraordinary.

It turns out that all the most handsome men in this world are hiding next to their scumbag fathers.

"I don't envy them for this, I envy them for being able to please His Highness."

An Yi's voice was hoarse as if it was carried by the most lingering spring breeze. He repeated what he was thinking to Liang Chongyue once again.

Liang Chongyue's lips curled up in an imperceptible arc, but his voice turned cold and he scolded: "How dare you!"

A hint of tension gradually emerged from the originally ambiguous atmosphere, but An Yi did not retreat. With his Adam's apple rolling, he spoke again:

"I beg Your Highness to allow me to be unbridled for once."

After saying that, An stood up and moved towards Liang Chongyue. When his thin lips got close, Liang Chongyue could have avoided it, but he did not.

The atmosphere between the two of them instantly heated up. When Liang Chongyue was in a state of confusion and passion, she heard An Yi put his mouth close to her ear, his voice filled with urgency:

"Your Highness, please call me Fei He."