Yuan Changhuan looked at Xie Ci expectantly, "Don't you have a favorite?" ”

Seeing Xie Ci's eyebrows frowning slightly, Yuan Changhuan took another box of newly bought lily incense, "What about this?" ”

Finally, he clicked on the vermilion spice box and said, "Except for this box, which was used by the lady, what is the difference between the other two boxes?" ”

Yuan Changhuan glanced at the crescent white box and the green box, the former was taken from Su Yimo, and the latter was an ordinary lily incense.

There is no difference between these two boxes?

It's a big difference.

Suddenly remembering that her brother used her lip grease as a paint to paint, Yuan Changhuan knew in his heart, and nodded slowly, "It's really no different, it's all spices." ”

Xie Ci circled Yuan Changhuan's body, buried his cheek in her neck, and kissed her gently, "My husband likes the fragrance of the lady now, so I don't need to change it." ”

"Well, since you don't like it, throw it away." Yuan Changhuan lazily shrunk in his arms and threw the other two boxes aside.

Place the vermilion box in the dress.

Xie Ci smiled in his eyes, "I didn't expect the lady to care so much about her husband's preferences?" ”

"Who made you a husband?" Yuan Changhuan smiled at the thanks.

The hand that was originally placed on her waist began to climb up dishonestly, "If you really think of me as a husband, why would you go to bed at night and not give me the quilt?" ”

"The concubine thinks that the prince likes to go to bed without a quilt."

Yuan Changhuan's fingers caressed Xie Ci's exposed chest, and his voice was beautiful and bewildering.

"My husband prefers warm jade and warm fragrance."

Xie Ci just wanted to hold her hand, Yuan Changhuan had already taken the opportunity to stand up, pushed away his embrace, his peach blossom eyes were full of mist, blinking lightly, bright and fragrant, "The prince will go to warm the bed first, and the concubine will go out." ”

Tankou opened slightly, and continued unhurriedly: "When the prince finishes warming the bed, there will be a warm jade and warm fragrance to conceive again." ”

Every word and deed is like the temptation of the dementor.

Holding Yuan Changhuan's wrist, his tone of thanks was gentle, "It's reconciled now?" ”

"The prince is what he wants." Yuan Changhuan withdrew his hand and went out with a smile.

Of course, he wanted to reconcile.

Falling asleep at night with a soft body and suffering from the cold, the choice is the former.

As soon as Yuan Changhuan went out, the smile on her face did not decrease, and after making sure that Xie Ci could not distinguish the fragrance, what she had to determine now was whether this box of spices was weird.

"Where's the laundry?"

Hearing the words of the princess, Qingyan hurriedly led the way, "What is the princess going to the laundry room for?" ”

"Concubine Ben suddenly remembered that among the clothes that Mama An took away yesterday that needed to be cleaned, there were important items that were not taken out."

"Oh, Mama An should be here at this time."

Soon, Yuan Changhuan met Mama An alone.

Mama An didn't seem to expect that the princess would come to look for her in person, and her face was still neither humble nor arrogant, "The old slave has seen the princess." ”

Sitting lazily at the table, Yuan Changhuan looked around, although it was an old woman, I have to say that Mama An lived too simply.

The resignation doesn't look like she will treat the old man next to her grandmother badly, so the only possibility is that Mama An took the initiative to go to the laundry room herself.

"Mama An asked Concubine Ben to find that special spice before, this is it, Mama tried it."

As he spoke, he pushed the crescent white box into Mama An's hand.

As soon as Mama An received her hand, a touch of surprise crossed her eyes, "It's this!" ”

Yuan Changhuan sipped at the corner of his lips, his fingers rested on the dark table, and his hands were as white as jade, and there was an inexplicable sense of suffocation.