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Gillian's title is Yuxiao, known as Princess Yuxiao, Gillian is her nickname, her real name is Pei Xuan, and she lives in Qionghua Palace.

The Qionghua Palace is the most magnificent palace other than the residence of Emperor Sui. It is of extraordinary style, which shows how favored Gillian is.

When Fang entered the palace, the servants in the palace were fascinated by Meng Chuji's eyes. No wonder Gillian thought he was ugly the first time she saw him. It turned out that she had collected all the beauties in the harem in the palace.

Gillian walked in front, looked at his expression and said proudly: "I have carefully selected the people in my palace, I don't want any ugly ones, of course I am the most beautiful, if it is not because you are me For the sake of my sister-in-law, I am not willing to talk to you."

Meng Chuji couldn't help sneering: "Little girl, you don't want to talk to me, and I don't want to talk to you, let me go if you have the ability!"

A Jiao's pretty face collapsed, and she stuck out her tongue and made a grimace at him: "Slightly slightly, I won't let you go."

Meng Chuji turned his head to ignore her, and his eyes fell on those palace maids walking around, feeling more and more that sleeping here tonight would be a great test.

The snow around the palace was swept away, the slate was extremely clean with damp, the embroidered shoes were not slippery when stepped on the road, and there was no black mark left when stepped on the fluffy blanket in the hall after entering the house.

The hall was lit with sandalwood incense, and the heat that rushed towards us dispelled the cold outside. Gillian took off her cloak, and the maid stretched out her hands to hold it back for her.

Meng Chuji hesitated and refused to go in, because he knew that stepping in was the Pansi Cave. A-Jiao heard the silence behind her, and when she saw Meng Chuji was still standing by the door, she felt a sense of anger and went up three steps at a time. grab him.

Meng Chuji quickly dodged her hand with sharp eyesight, avoided her body and said, "Can I call your ancestor, can't you let me go?"

"That won't work." Gillian tugged again, and successfully grabbed his sleeve, "I call you sister-in-law, you call me ancestor, this is not a mess of generations, just come in obediently, I won't eat you."

"You really won't let me go?"

"Don't let it go."

"Okay, don't let me go, don't regret it."

Meng Chuji stepped into the Pansi Cave, bragging about himself as a centipede.

Gillian followed him, watched him lift the tea cover and put it down again, touched a grape and threw it into his mouth, then moved the chair to look at the picture, turned the incense burner to blow the screen, and said: "You guys Are all Chu’s daughters like monkeys?”

Meng Chuji, who considers himself a centipede spirit but actually looks like a monkey spirit, finally stopped, turned around and said in distaste: "Why don't you have any good things in this palace?"

"Then you should put back my Ye Mingzhu!"

"……Oh."

Meng Chuji put down the warm walnut-sized night pearl in his palm.

Gillian snorted: "Have you ever seen such a big night pearl? If you want it, I can give it to you."

Meng Chuji was dubious, "Are you so good?"

"Of course there are conditions."

"No."

Anyway, he can't sell the things in the palace, and when he wants them, he will look good. He can neither eat nor drink, and he doesn't think it's good to drill holes for jewelry.

Gillian frowned, and said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, this is the most expensive South China Sea night pearl."

"No."

"Would you like the bank note? I got it from that trickster last time, and I haven't spent it yet."

Meng Chuji was grabbing a handful of grapes and throwing them into his mouth one by one. When he heard what Gillian said, he stopped immediately, raised his eyelids and looked sideways, the corners of his mouth curved slightly:

"Give it all to me?"

"I remember it was 10 taels. On the way back to the palace, I bought a candied haws and gave 1000 taels to someone else, so it was 9000 taels, and I gave it all to you."

I remember that when the money was divided, she took the biggest head, Meng Chuji was next, and Shangguanting was the least. I guess this was the only time when Meng Chuji didn't think about Shangguanting, which shows the importance of the bank note in his mind.

Gillian knew this was his destiny.

Sure enough, it was a hit.

Meng Chuji threw the unfinished grapes back on the plate, stood up, walked up to A-Jiao with a pleasant face, and said, "Just tell me what to do, I'll take care of it for you."

Gillian smiled, grabbed his wrist, and walked straight to the innermost part of the bedroom:

"You come with me."

In the bright and bright bedroom, the bright snow shines on the window sills, the cold air turns silently, and the slight wind blows the pages of books on the table and on the ground.

When Meng Chuji came in, he understood what was going on. The table full of rice paper scattered on the ground was such a familiar scene. Obviously, this noble little princess was punished by the teacher!

No wonder dragging him to sleep with her, co-authoring has ulterior motives.

Sure enough, Gillian said with a bitter face: "I talked back to the master in class the day before yesterday, and the master fined me to copy "Sui Ren Fu" [-] times, and I have to hand it in at noon tomorrow. I copied it, and I took it to a job."

He knew it.

Meng Chuji didn't want to agree, God knows how much he hates reading and practicing calligraphy, but who told Gillian to be generous, with 9000 taels of silver, he can go out and spend many times, at least he has to plan for the future, right? !

Picking up a piece of paper full of articles on the ground, the woman’s graceful handwriting on the rice paper is extremely scribbled, and it can be seen at a glance that it was written in a hurry, because I can’t even read the original words clearly, and the handwriting is full at first glance. It's flying dragons and phoenixes. Take a closer look at the chaos of demons.

"Why don't you let others copy it for you? It's me."

Gillian took it for granted: "Because you don't look serious, someone else would definitely not agree."

Meng Chuji just picked up the pen, put it down when he heard this sentence, got up and said, "Farewell."

Gillian rushed forward and hugged him, her apricot eyes were wet with water, like freshly picked grapes, and she called pitifully, "Sister-in-law."

"hiss--"

Meng Chuji's heart was called crisp.

This little witch really has a way to deal with him.

Well, who made him like beauty and call himself romantic.

A Jiao watched his moved expression, knew that he would not leave, slowly let him go, pulled him to sit down again at the table, handed the pen to his hand, and joined hands eagerly: "Sister-in-law save me once, it's a great kindness." Germany never forgets."

"Yeah." Meng Chuji reluctantly agreed, "Let's say it first, my handwriting is not good-looking, and it's none of my business if the teacher finds out."

"Of course, the teacher won't look carefully."

Sisterhood is temporarily achieved.

While copying "Sui Ren Fu" for her, Meng Chuji said: "You are so good, are you still afraid of the teacher?"

A Jiao sat across from him, without raising her head, she said: "You are also amazing, aren't you still afraid of my mother?"

"Still talking back, add more money!"

"If you add money, you will add money. Isn't what I said true?"

……

"Sui Ren Fu" is not long, and it must have been copied five hundred times in two days, but A-Jiao wasted a whole day of fun, so she had to ask someone for help.

Look, isn't this the end of the copy?

It was just getting dark, Meng Chuji dropped his pen, stretched, rubbed his stomach and said, "I'm hungry, I'm hungry."

Gillian tidied up the 9000 copies of "Sui Ren Fu" on the table, overjoyed, and hurriedly ordered someone to pass on the meal. Not only did she give him the [-] taels of silver, but she also gave him a South China Sea night pearl.

Meng Chuji held Ye Mingzhu in his hands and rubbed her heart: "You have a conscience."

Gillian raised her eyebrows and boasted: "Of course, I'm a good princess."

The sisterhood further deepened, and the two went to have dinner together affectionately, and then played two games of chess.

Gillian can play chess, Meng Chuji can't, Meng Chuji learns and sells now, takes one step and regrets ten steps, until he wins, the little princess loses her chess pieces and doesn't want to come.

"Stinky chess basket."

"If you have the ability, don't play with me!"

"If you don't go down, you won't go down, and I won't talk to you."

The sisterhood broke down.

At the end of Xu hour, it's time to go to bed.

Gillian took a bath first, and the wooden barrel was placed behind the screen in her room. The bright light illuminated her beautiful figure.

Meng Chuji just glanced at it inadvertently, his ears turned red in an instant, and he turned his head away to listen to the splashing water in the bath, his heartbeat accelerated.

Although he has lived for more than 20 years and has touched a girl's little hand, hugged a girl's waist, and kissed a girl's little face, he has never seen a girl take a bath!

Let alone sleeping with girls.

Not to mention sleeping in your arms later!

It's dying.

It's killing me.

Meng Chuji closed his eyes, imagining the delicate body behind the screen in his mind, unable to restrain himself from not wanting to, so he lifted the quilt and plunged into it.

He hated it, why didn't he learn the "Pure Heart Mantra", "Great Compassion Mantra" and "Diamond Sutra"?

The sound of water finally stopped, Gillian came out from behind the screen, wiped her hair and found that Meng Chuji had only a body but no head, and asked curiously, "Sister-in-law, what are you doing?"

Meng Chuji poked his head out of the quilt, glanced at A-Jiao, hey, it's terrible, he quickly stuck his head in: "Put your clothes together, the clothes are not neatly arranged."

That snow-white breast...

Not anymore.

He is dying.

"I'm ready."

Gillian never expected that Meng Chuji would be so pure and innocent. Women can't see a man's body, so why can't he even look at a woman's body.

Meng Chuji stuck his head out of the quilt for the second time, and A-Jiao was really much better, so he breathed a sigh of relief. He frowned, took off his shoes and went to bed, saying: "Then go to sleep!"

"Wait! You haven't washed yet."

"I won't wash it anymore."

What a joke!

It's just separated by a screen, unobstructed, halfway through washing, what should I do if she breaks in?

Even if he didn't barge in, and was watched by a woman through a screen, if his extra hunk raised his head, his life would be over.

Can't wash, definitely can't wash.

Meng Chuji was well aware of the seriousness of the relationship, and was about to fall asleep, but A-Jiao refused, so she jumped on him and pulled his quilt.

"No, don't go to my bed without taking a shower, get up."

"I'm not dirty. If you dislike me, let me go back to the Prince's Mansion!"

Meng Chuji grabbed the corner of the quilt tightly and tugged at her.

A-Jiao realized that her strength was no match for him, so she immediately loosened the quilt, climbed off the bed, stood in front of the bed panting, and said, "You don't want to wash, do you?"

She can't do it alone, can't a group of people do it?

"You threatened me, I won't wash it, no one wants me to leave this bed today."

Meng Chuji rolled up the quilt, wrapped himself like a cabbage, and looked unmoved.

"Okay, you stay here." A Jiao was probably pissed off, and shouted: "Come on!"

A servant girl entered in response.

"A few more people!"

A group of palace maids entered in response.

Gillian waved her hand like a general slashing his sharp sword: "Get her off the bed and throw her into the bathtub for this princess!"