When Pei Yao came, it was almost time to have dinner.

So after Zi said a few words to Fang Xuan, Qingrong came in and asked about the dinner arrangements.

Although it was a plague outside, Fang Yoon's appetite was not bad in winter.

Perhaps because she is thin and afraid of the cold, she eats more and warms up.

So he turned around and asked Pei Yao with a smile.

"Your Highness, why not ask the kitchen to get some roasted mutton? "The Palace History: Food and Beverage" says that whenever you encounter snow, you will enjoy the plums in the warm room and eat roasted mutton. Although it is not snowing now, I am here.

I can’t see the plum blossoms, but the winter is cold, so eating mutton is also suitable.”

"You have even brought out these allusions, so I naturally have to try them." Pei Yao curled the corners of his lips, "I haven't eaten it for a long time."

Seeing her permission, Fang Yoon bent his eyebrows and winked at Qingrong who was waiting beside him.

At this moment, Zi Qingrong nodded immediately and stepped down.

Not long after, the kitchen delivered the hot dinner to Biluozhai.

With Pei Yao here, they are naturally more attentive.

Even the small copper stoves equipped with carbon fire were moved to Biluozhai together, and the small stoves with short feet were also heated up with soup and food.

Looking at the treatment, Fang Yoon couldn't help but think of this time last year.

Although life was not bad at that time, it was not as comfortable as it is now.

It turns out that there are benefits of being favored.

The two of them spent dinner warmly.

After dark, the temperature dropped a lot. Yan Wei came in and added carbon to the four stoves and braziers in the house, and the room suddenly became much warmer.

Holding the digestive tea, Pei Yao leaned comfortably on the pillow behind him, feeling very comfortable.

"It's the end of the year soon, but it will snow when it will snow." Fang Xuan took a sip of tea and whispered.

Pei Yao frowned and replied, "It's better if there is no snow now. If it's heavy snow, I don't know how many people will die."

After hearing what he said, Fang Yoon felt that he was not looking for this topic well, so he silently began to change the topic.

"Yes, although the auspicious snow indicates a good harvest, it's better to have less snow this year." Fang Yoon whispered, looking at Pei Yao's outer robe again, "The patterns on your highness's robe are unique, can you give me a closer look

Look?"

While saying that, she looked curious.

Pei Yao knew that she was good at embroidery and liked embroidery, so he didn't care and stretched out his arm.

Fang Yoon looked at it just pretending, and then said.

"The embroiderer in the palace is indeed good, but your highness should not only wear what they do, and leave what I do aside. I saw that the New Year was coming, so I made four new bedding for your highness.

And your Highness will give it a try later.”

"The clothes you make are always worn, so how could you dry them? After drinking this tea and taking a shower, let's try it." Pei Yao whispered, his tone very soft.

Compared to the dim sum and soup made by himself, he prefers the needlework made by Fang Yoong.

Every needle and thread are all real intentions. I don’t know much better than the embroiderers in the palace according to regulations.

Before Fang Yoon, someone had embroidered a few sachets for him, but his skills were not as good as Fang Yoon. Now everyone in the East Palace knew that Fang Yoon’s female red was superb, so no one wanted to be compared by her, and she was embarrassed.

Except for Fang Yoon, no other female relatives did this for him.

It seems that Fang Yoon is the only one here.

After drinking a cup of digestive tea, the two of them took a shower separately.

It took me half an hour to enter the inner room one after another.

After trying on the bedclothes, she was about to rest. Fang Yoon asked all the people who were serving in the house to leave and she could serve her alone.

The charcoal fire in the room was not cold, and she tried on the bedding clothes, so Pei Yao only had a pair of underwear that was length and middle of her thighs, and was standing in front of Fang Yoon naked.

Although he had done more intimate things many times, Fang Yoon was still a little embarrassed to be so opposed at this moment.

Women are always thinner.

So she tried her best to avoid looking at Pei Yao, and she just lowered her eyes silently, took out a bedcloth from the cabinet, and served Pei Yao to put it on.

Of course, even if you avoid taboos, you will inevitably be able to observe Pei Yao's body very closely at a very close distance.

Fang Yun didn't know if Pei Yao was practicing martial arts, but his thin waist and tight and smooth muscle lines all showed the owner of this body, which was very healthy and powerful.

"What are you looking at? Your ears are red." Pei Yao's voice came from the top of his head, with a hint of teasing.

Fang Yoon's back tightened and said quickly, "No, I didn't see anything. Maybe the charcoal fire in the house was too strong and it was a bit stuffy."

While speaking, Fang Yoon was tying a belt for Pei Yao, with his arms around his waist, keeping a distance without touching his skin.

Pei Yao suddenly moved forward, and Fang Xuan's forehead gently pressed against his chest.

And he heard him whisper in a scattered manner.

"When are you more afraid of heat than the orphan?"

"Your Highness thinks the size of this bedclothes is appropriate?" Fang Yoon pretended not to hear it, and then took a step back with his belt. "Your Highness's size should not change."

The candlelight jumped, and the warm yellow light and shadow sprinkled on the woman's pretty face, adding a bit of hazy sense of desire. It was clearly a pure and pretty face, but there was an indescribable charm hidden at the corners of the eyes and eyebrows.

In the atmosphere at this moment, Fang Xuan's charming feeling that he wanted to stop talking was becoming more and more attractive.

The dim light flashed in Pei Yao's eyes, curled up the corners of his lips, and pulled Fang Yoon's hand.

"I have lost weight a little during this period. If you measure it again, do you need to tighten your waist by about an inch?"

Now, no matter how stupid Fang Yong was, he could realize that the crown prince was teasing her.

So he bit his lip secretly, and obediently pulled him forward, and gently wrapped his waist around him again.

As for measuring the size, you must have to gesture around your palms tightly against your waist.

Finally, Fang Xuan looked up at him, his eyes reflected in candlelight, and he was a little shy.

"Your Highness has no need to change."

"That's right." Pei Yao nodded with a smile, "No need to change clothes anymore, go to bed."

After saying that, before Fang Yoon could react, Pei Yao suddenly bent down slightly, held her waist and legs with both hands, and hugged her straight.

When the lights are in the future and extinguished, the tent will fall first.

A night of beauty.

When Fang Yoon woke up the next day, Pei Yao's figure had long disappeared by his side.

No need to think that I must have gone to court and didn't let the maids wake her up.

Just as Fang Yoon was about to ask someone to come in and wait for him to get up, he suddenly heard the door outside being pushed open quickly, followed by footsteps, and there was no one left, Qingrong's voice came in first.

"Liaodi, it's not good, Liangdi, Wutongyuan said that the Crown Princess was infected with the plague!"

"What?!"

Fang Yoon almost popped up from the couch.

"Why is this happening? Wasn't it okay before? I've just said now, is your Highness already leaving the palace to go to court?"

"Yes, someone has already been circulating a message now. I only heard that the Empress was drowsy a few days ago, but the Empress was weak and she was already a little cold in the winter, so she didn't think about this. I suddenly fell into this morning.

If you have a high fever, please ask the imperial physician to come and see it, and it is said that it is plague!"
Chapter completed!