Chapter 937 How long do you plan to have three wives and four concubines?

She didn't see clearly last time in a blind attempt. She couldn't even remember how she handed her over to him, and how could she still see a birthmark on his body.

Nangong Heng waited outside with an anxious look on his face: "Cousin, although the taste of warm nephrite is wonderful, something really happened in the court. If you don't come out, I will break down the door."

"I know you are in there. I have already been to Prince Yu's Mansion. I knew you were not in the manor, so I came here. Are you in there with your cousin-in-law? You don't really go to Bieyuan to have a private meeting with a woman, do you?"

"It's spread all over Kyoto, alas! My princess has already said that she and her cousin-in-law are sworn sisters. If you're sorry for her, Yun Qiao will settle the score with you..."

"As a man, it's normal to have three wives and four concubines, but you're just newly married, so it's not good to do this."

When An Xiyue heard this, her face turned red again. She was probably too embarrassed to see anyone today: "How long do you plan to have three wives and four concubines?"

After a while, Nangong Yuanyi found a dark-colored outfit to wear on his body, and also chose a dark-colored jade belt around his waist, and replied: "I was thinking..."

"You should sleep a little longer. Cheng Feng and the others should have picked up your girl. It is not a small matter for a prince to die in prison." Nangong Yuanyi ordered.

After Nangong Yuanyi left, An Xiyue carefully recalled the birthmark on his waist.

She thought she had a photographic memory and would never forget anything she had seen. But why did she only feel familiar but couldn't remember where she had seen it before?

An Xiyue shook his head and said, "Forget it. If you can't remember it, don't think about it."

There were bruises and bruises on her body. At this moment, she really wanted to take a bath in a hot spring. For someone like her with a cold body, bathing in a hot spring could relieve cold symptoms.

An Xiyue knows her body very well. In her previous life, she read many medical books and even performed acupuncture on herself in order to regulate her body.

When Jiang Shuang arrived, An Xiyue was already dressed.

The maids from Bieyuan came in to add more charcoal to the stove. Seeing the Crown Prince's face glowing red, she couldn't help but take a second look.

This is the first time they have seen the mistress of this family since they came to work here. The Crown Princess is so beautiful.

An Xiyue looked at the whispers of the maids and asked an older maid with a less pretty face, "What's your name?"

The maid was called by name and said in a trembling voice: "Reporting to the imperial concubine, my name is Chun He."

Another said: "My name is Qiu Ju."

An Xiyue remembered that there were no maids in Bieyuan, only a servant and a nanny. The appearance of these two people was not outstanding. It was probably the prince who asked someone to buy them back. They didn't live here often, so they didn't ask much. They just said: "In the future, I would like to ask you to take more care of me in Bieyuan. You don’t have to be too restrained in front of this concubine. Just do your job well. Please step aside first.”

Both of them were stunned, thinking that the imperial concubine had some instructions, so they said respectfully: "Yes, I will leave."

When Jiang Shuang saw the two slaves leaving, she said, "The prince also invited the cook into the house. Is there anything going on without slaves in the future?"

Jiang Shuang came directly from the palace and arrived very early. The prince and the prince's concubine didn't get up yet. She was going to prepare breakfast for the prince and the concubine. Unexpectedly, a chef came to the kitchen and she didn't need to do anything at all.

"It saves you some trouble, you're not happy yet." An Xiyue said with a smile, "Come comb my hair."

Jiang Shuang lifted An Xiyue's hair and saw a hickey on the back of her neck. She immediately blushed.

Jiang Shuang calmly tied her hair into a bun, combed some more hair and held it down...