The two of them were still speechless. Li Zhi felt the warmth on the back of his palm and saw Xia He kissing his palm gently without leaving any inch.
Li Zhi pressed the red lips with his thumb. Looking at it now, his Xia He was also very attractive. The more he looked at it, the more beautiful he felt.
"I don't think my hands are dirty either."
"Xia He really wants to serve His Highness!"
"If I want to serve, I have to wait until the fetus is firmly seated, but I can't do that now. The journey is bumpy. Fortunately, I have the Lin family sisters accompanying me, otherwise I would not be at ease."
"Now that the fetus is firmly seated, can you serve His Highness?"
Xia He looked at Li Zhi. Li Zhi pinched his red lips, traced the corners of his seductive lips with his fingers, and nodded gently.
With the development of medicine in later generations, it has long been confirmed that there are some things that can be done during pregnancy. It can even be said to be the golden stage for doing certain things. The so-called God-given is nothing more than that.
Of course, in this era, this is very taboo.
"But Li Zhi naturally wouldn't talk nonsense and asked Xia He to serve him. He came secretly without letting others know.
Anyway, in the future, whenever Xia He wants, he will come to Xia He and drive others away, who knows.
There Xia He looked at King Jin with a pair of wonderful eyes, his eyes were blurred, and his hand gently stroked Li Zhi's chest.
"Your Highness, Xia He wants to serve Your Highness right now!"
When Li Zhi left Xia He's courtyard, he thought of the situation where the girl had served him without hesitation. Li Zhi would not mess around, but she didn't have to do certain things to serve him.
Li Zhi called Chuntao, and the girl ran over.
Chuntao took Li Zhi to the courtyard arranged for King Jin. Li Zhi saw that the courtyard here was very large and empty.
"Chuntao, who picked this?"
"Miss Lin!"
Li Zhi looked around and guessed that she had chosen it. The yard was so big that it would be much more convenient for training in the future. No matter what he did, he would have a place.
"What about her? I returned to the palace, but I haven't seen her since."
"Your Highness, Miss Lin returned to the house. After choosing this courtyard, she left and said she needed to deal with some things."
"Well, I know it!"
"Your Highness, it's already very late. Chuntao will warm the bed for Your Highness!"
Li Zhi flicked Chuntao's forehead with his finger and glared at the girl.
"It doesn't matter what month it is, you still warm the bed! If you want to stay, just stay! This excuse is a bit inappropriate."
¡°His Highness discovered it right away!¡±
Chuntao stuck out her tongue, while Li Zhi laughed. These women, all they think about all day long is how to serve themselves, which is actually good.
With his aunt away, Li Zhi naturally did not neglect his training. He carried Chuntao on his back to train her arm strength, and then let her sit on his feet to train her abdomen.
Naturally, King Jin¡¯s training at this time is no longer what it used to be. He had to lie down when he was tired, and it was difficult to even move his fingers.
The training at this time is just routine. When it reaches a certain level, Li Zhi will stop. This is probably why recruits don¡¯t need to do that kind of intensive training after three months of intensive training.
When everything was done, Li Zhi was already covered in sweat, his upper body was bare, and the sweat was rolling down drop by drop from his body. There Chuntao looked at King Jin with obsessed eyes.
¡°We don¡¯t have any warm water yet!¡±
"Oh, Chuntao, go get ready now!"
Warm water was ready, and Li Zhi didn't ask him to prepare a bathtub for bathing. He had to prepare these slowly, and there was a maid named Chuntao next to him. How long would she be ready?
Chuntao wiped King Jin's body, and after wiping away the hot sweat, the girl started caressing King Jin's body irregularly.
Li Zhi knocked the maid on the forehead again. This courage, hey, it was all because of him.
Tonight, I slept in Prince Jin¡¯s Mansion, and my sleep was quite comfortable. At dawn, Li Zhi removed the long legs that were straddling his waist with one hand, and saw that Chuntao still looked like she couldn¡¯t wake up.
This girl was really crazy at night. Looking at her pretty features, she resisted the idea of ??touching her.
After getting dressed and staying in bed, carefully avoiding the maid's skirt and clothes thrown on the floor, Li Zhi walked out of the house.
In the early morning of late June, the wind is warm. Hey, it is the hottest time of the year, and you will sweat even if you move a little.
Who said that the highest temperature in ancient times was only over 30?
He¡¯s almost forty, but it¡¯s a pity that Li Zhi doesn¡¯t have a thermometer, otherwise he would have to take a more serious measurement.
Li Zhi moved his legs and feet in the courtyard, and Chuntao woke up over there. He didn't see King Jin, so he got up quickly, only to be surprised to find that the clothes were on his back.After being thrown all over the floor, she got off the bed, put on the clothes scattered everywhere on the floor, Chuntao rubbed her sleepy eyes and ran out of the house.
"Your Highness won't wake up Chuntao. Chuntao will go and prepare things for His Highness to wash up."
"Well, prepare the carriage later, I am going to the Wang family!"
"Okay, Chuntao knows!"
Li Zhi is going to see Wang Yan today. He hasn't seen her for a long time. He has to meet his fianc¨¦e who is about to marry her at this time. Otherwise, if she didn't say anything, she would blame herself for neglecting her.
????????????????????????????????? However, God¡¯s calculations are not as good as those of others. The carriage prepared by Li Zhi has not set off today, but Chuntao hurried over and stopped the carriage.
"What's the matter, Chuntao?"
"Your Highness, Chuntao just learned that Miss Wang is not in Chang'an Mansion."
"Not there?"
"She returned to Taiyuan at the beginning of this month! Chuntao just found out about it."
Li Zhi could only get out of the car. It seemed that he would have to wait for the wedding before he could see her again.
¡°Hey, look, I¡¯ve been here in the Tang Dynasty for a long time, but the time I spent with my real Princess Jin was the shortest.
It seems that he will have to make up for her in the future. As Princess Jin, Li Zhi thought about it, but he couldn't think of anything that was particularly outstanding about his unmarried wife.
Probably the biggest difference from other women is that she cannot get pregnant.
No matter what, Li Zhi will prevent Wang Yan's life from ending tragically like the original history, and by the way, there will be Concubine Shu. But it's too early to think about these things at this time. Wu Meiniang doesn't even dare to touch them at this time, so why are she thinking about these things.
Having to get off the carriage at this time, Chuntao quickly asked the coachman to drive the carriage away.
"Your Highness, Miss Wang is not in Chang'an. What arrangements does Your Highness have for today?"
Li Zhi suddenly didn¡¯t know what to do. All he wanted to do early in the morning was to see Wang Yan. At this time, Wang Yan returned to Taiyuan, which really made Li Zhi feel a little empty.
By the way, I haven¡¯t seen the emperor¡¯s sister since I returned to Chang¡¯an!
Li Zhi had just thought of this, maybe it was a sign from heaven. There were already maids rushing over there, saying that the two princesses had entered the mansion.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Li Zhi did not have to go to the Prince Consort's Mansion by himself, otherwise it would be very troublesome.
Li Zhi hurriedly took Chuntao to greet him. On the way, he saw his Princess Changle and Princess Yuzhang walking hand in hand.
When they met Li Zhi, the two princesses came over quickly. Li Zhi also trotted, and then hugged the two imperial sisters. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com