Xinghe wanted to let go of her responsibility, but she failed. Dequan begged and pleaded with him, but he refused to let her go. That's right, it's not easy to just walk away after making the prince like this! Dequan was smarter than a monkey. He knew that there would be trouble if he went back. He caught the real culprit. Anyway, the prince would not do anything to her. Even if they fought among themselves, it would not be a big deal.
Xinghe was ashamed. He told the truth about what he had done and would not deny it. He lowered his head and stammered, "Didn't the master also say that drunkenness will cause trouble? How can a drunk person be considered a human being?"
Xinghe groaned in surprise, holding it in his hand and examining it carefully, "Is this what I tied yesterday?" He smiled embarrassedly, "Didn't you want to jump off the building? I was afraid of something happening, so I had to do it. Please don't blame me, Master."
"What's going on in the Princess's mansion?"
The light from the window gently hit her face, and she smiled brightly. A 22-year-old woman, even when not wearing official robes, still had a pure and natural charm. The prince was getting angry, and stretched out a finger and pressed it on her lips, "Xinghe, sometimes I feel... you are stupid."
Good guy? Xinghe curled his lips. Where can a good guy come from in the Control Rong Division? How can he be innocent when he leads a group of thugs who kill without blinking an eye
He said nothing, his eyelashes drooped, and he looked at his chest.
He untied the belt on the prince's hand and looked at it in the light of the lantern. His delicate skin was red. He turned his head and glanced at Xinghe, "Master Su, you are really cruel."
Lying sideways was not an option, so she had to move to the pillow. She walked around barefoot, grabbed his armpits with both hands, and used all her strength to pull the mattress underneath to move, and finally put it in place. Turning her head, she saw that the right lapel of his shirt was torn, revealing the prince's chest, which was white and made her heart pound.
She nodded slowly. The two brothers often appeared in the mansion, and now they are dead. It’s scary to think about it.
She kept saying to him, "Go to sleep, go to sleep... Tomorrow when you are drunk, we can talk about it."
Xinghe had the habit of getting up early. She had been serving the prince for many years and had to get up at 3:30 in the morning. However, she overslept today. When she opened her eyes, the window paper was slightly white. She cleaned her mind with sleepy eyes, turned sideways, and was too lazy to get up from the kang and move.
The prince's pain had finally moved to a new location this time, from three inches below the navel to the top of his head. He kept rubbing his wrists and looked at Xinghe resentfully, "Just wait for me."
He walked in front of her, his hair untied, flowing down his cheeks, giving off a gloomy, silent and strange look. He stared at her, making her hair stand on end. After a long moment, he asked, "How good is your alcohol tolerance?"
Xinghe felt a little guilty, "Are you sober?"
Xinghe laughed and said, "If this can make you feel better, just treat it as nonsense."
The prince felt that he was blind to fall in love with this woman. He didn't know anything and was almost a fool.
Shanyin, the attendant, said no, "I was waiting for instructions at the side of the hall from beginning to end, and the master only toasted me with two glasses of wine. He didn't drink as much as the Fourth Prince."
Xinghe felt a little guilty, "Are you sober?"
Xinghe was ashamed. He told the truth about what he had done and would not deny it. He lowered his head and stammered, "Didn't the master also say that drunkenness will cause trouble? How can a drunk person be considered a human being?"
One night, she had a very strange dream. She dreamed that she had a rabbit and it jumped off the corner tower for fun. She hurried to catch it. She and the rabbit stood in the cold courtyard in the south. She looked up and saw the square sky. The prince looked out from the building. He looked down and seemed very anxious. He turned around and went downstairs. But when he stood in the courtyard, she was already above him. They switched places. She looked at him quietly. He couldn't come up. He looked up and looked around, his eyes full of sadness...
The prince's body twisted, his face turned red with anxiety, "You are talking nonsense, that is not me, you are framing me!"
Jin Ci said no, "The lights in the room of the princess's mansion were dark all night. The princess did not celebrate the festival in her own mansion. She packed up the day before and went to the mansion of Prince Jian."
She breathed a sigh of relief, spread out the quilt to cover him, and not daring to look at him again, she hurriedly closed the curtain and left the bedroom.
One night, she had a very strange dream. She dreamed that she had a rabbit and it jumped off the corner tower for fun. She hurried to catch it. She and the rabbit stood in the cold courtyard in the south. She looked up and saw the square sky. The prince looked out from the building. He looked down and seemed very anxious. He turned around and went downstairs. But when he stood in the courtyard, she was already above him. They switched places. She looked at him quietly. He couldn't come up. He looked up and looked around, his eyes full of sadness...
Dequan said yes, "The master is drunk, so be prepared to serve him at night."
The prince snorted and did not answer. It seemed that he was confused and still couldn't understand what she was saying.
In fact, no matter whether it is a man or a woman, when they grow up to this age, they will be curious about the body of the opposite sex. Xinghe actually wanted to study Yueting, but unfortunately he didn't have this opportunity. The prince was ready, so he condescended to make do with it.
She held her finger in her mouth and looked the lying prince up and down, but finally gave up the idea. She was afraid that he would regret it when he woke up and tear her to pieces.
Xinghe was ashamed. He told the truth about what he had done and would not deny it. He lowered his head and stammered, "Didn't the master also say that drunkenness will cause trouble? How can a drunk person be considered a human being?"
A group of people surrounded the prince and sent him back to the East Palace. As soon as he entered the palace, Dequan stepped back and entrusted the prince to Xinghe, "Well... I'll trouble you with the rest, Master Su."
Tsk, she smiled implicitly, seeing it. This is even with the fact that he kissed her secretly just now! She was satisfied and was reluctant to withdraw her hand, but she accidentally glanced and found that the prince was looking at her. She was stunned, but reacted quickly, "I'm wiping your body."
The prince's body twisted, his face turned red with anxiety, "You are talking nonsense, that is not me, you are framing me!"
Xinghe groaned in surprise, holding it in his hand and examining it carefully, "Is this what I tied yesterday?" He smiled embarrassedly, "Didn't you want to jump off the building? I was afraid of something happening, so I had to do it. Please don't blame me, Master."
The prince's face flushed, and he pretended to be serious, "I was trembling with anger." If I told her about that kind of thing now, she wouldn't understand it. She would know it when she became a wife in the future. Young men are full of blood and energy. After such a toss, how could they bear it? He had thought about it last night, and he must do something, but he failed so miserably. He had no choice but to explain it himself.
She was so tired after half a day that she couldn't bear it anymore and didn't have the energy to argue with him. She admitted defeat, lifted her skirt and went back into the bedroom.
Xinghe could only think that she was unlucky. The ragged prince couldn't even walk properly at this moment. His feet were tangled and he walked unsteadily without any rules. Xinghe hurriedly took it and let him hang on her, but the weight of a grown man was really overwhelming. She was red-faced and had a thick neck. She finally threw him on the bed. He lay there lying on his back. Such a big shock didn't wake him up. Xinghe was exhausted. She put her hands on her waist and panted. The prince slept like a child under the spotlight. I don't know what delicious food he dreamed of. He even smacked his lips twice.
She responded perfunctorily, then looked at the samovar and asked, "Are you guys on night duty tonight?"
She looked at it over and over again, but still couldn't understand what it meant. When she saw him lift it again, her brain was not in control for a moment, so she leaned over to take a sniff.
Why did she want to sniff his hand? Did she understand? Although he was embarrassed, he felt honored. The girl he liked completely understood him and might even have the intention to join in. According to common sense, he should go along with it, but he ended up saying that she was stupid... Was it her or himself who was stupid
The sky gradually darkened. Jin Ci led the way with a lantern. Xing He walked with her hands behind her back. When they arrived in front of Xu Erma's cell, the people in the pile of rotten straw jumped up when they saw her, "Sir... Sir, the case is closed, can you let me go home? Yesterday was a festival, and my family was missing me. I wonder how they are doing. You said that as long as I testify against Master Gao, you will let me go home..."
He didn't move, but uttered a long moan: "Don't stop..."
Xinghe was so angry when he called her that she rubbed the bruise for him in a hurry, "Don't be angry, I have already ordered people to prepare the court robe, it won't delay tomorrow's hearing. As for this little wound, it's not even a scratch on the skin, you are not a girl, what's the big deal, you are so angry that you are shaking. The bed frame is about to fall apart because of this shaking, you don't know how anxious I am, I almost rushed in..." After saying that, she paused and squinted at him, "Master, what are you doing?"
Look at this tattered outfit... She sighed, stepped forward and unbuttoned the buttons one by one, and took off his jacket. And the pants, the belt had been tied into a knot after the fight, she knelt beside, bent over, gritted her teeth - it was too much effort to untie it. After thinking for a while, she went to the lantern tree to find a pair of scissors, and with one cut, she took off his pants.
In fact, no matter whether it is a man or a woman, when they grow up to this age, they will be curious about the body of the opposite sex. Xinghe actually wanted to study Yueting, but unfortunately he didn't have this opportunity. The prince was ready, so he condescended to make do with it.
"What's going on in the Princess's mansion?"
How could there be such an unlucky person in the world? She thought she could have a good drink with this childhood friend, but who knew that he got drunk halfway through the journey and then started to act like a spoiled child to the extreme, demanding that she have a baby and that she sleep with him.
Xu Erma was a little confused: "There's no need for her to pick me up. I have kids at home. I can just go home by myself..."
She didn't say anything else, glanced at Jin Ci, and turned to go out.
Xinghe wiped his sweat in dismay and started to think about it. He said he was feeling very uncomfortable and pitiful. If he brought Qinggan over and put her on his bed, maybe they would have some drunken sex.
It was actually him who passed out drunk last night. The prince was so embarrassed that he almost had the urge to die with her. When he opened his eyes this morning, he found bruises on both wrists. He vaguely remembered some details on the corner tower - he was tied up by her, and when he was about to have sex with her, she tied him up!
She lay prone, propped herself up and looked up at the curtain, and seemed to hear some noise. She thought he had gotten up, and waited for a while, probably because she had heard it wrongly. She tilted her head and rested it on her arm again, feeling drowsy and sleepy again, and could vaguely hear his moans from behind the curtain, one after another, intermittently.
She said, "Then you guys stay here, I'm going back."
Xinghe laughed and said, "If this can make you feel better, just treat it as nonsense."
The prince thought she was talking nonsense. Why did he jump off the building? Don't think she can talk nonsense just because he is drunk. Let's not talk about his intention to violate her. His court dress, which was in good condition and symbolized the state system of Dayin, was torn into rags by her and is now thrown at the foot of his bed.
The prince stood there stiffly, his heart like bacon in the cold winter, with no more fat or water coming out of the fat parts, and it was frozen hard.
She held her finger in her mouth and looked the lying prince up and down, but finally gave up the idea. She was afraid that he would regret it when he woke up and tear her to pieces.
Xinghe wiped his sweat in dismay and started to think about it. He said he was feeling very uncomfortable and pitiful. If he brought Qinggan over and put her on his bed, maybe they would have some drunken sex.
The inner bedroom was divided into two parts. The curtains inside the floor-standing curtain were drawn, and it was the master's little world for sleeping. Outside the floor-standing curtain was a southern kang and a Luohan couch. At night, the kang was evenly heated, and the couch was still cold without a quilt. She went over to move the kang table, flattened the mattress, opened the mother-of-pearl cabinet, took out a thin quilt, put on her shoes, got on the kang, took off her smock, and lay down.
Xinghe felt a little guilty, "Are you sober?"
The prince felt that he was blind to fall in love with this woman. He didn't know anything and was almost a fool.
Good guy? Xinghe curled his lips. Where can a good guy come from in the Control Rong Division? How can he be innocent when he leads a group of thugs who kill without blinking an eye
She kept saying to him, "Go to sleep, go to sleep... Tomorrow when you are drunk, we can talk about it."
"So what's going on..." Dequan muttered, looking at her, "Master Su didn't drink much, did he?"
He raised his wrist to look at it, and it was red, so red that he felt sorry for himself. Although he was not spoiled, it was the first time he was tied up by someone. He felt very upset and stretched it out in front of her, "Look at what you have done!"
He didn't move, but uttered a long moan: "Don't stop..."
The prince felt a sweet and fishy taste in his throat, but at least he felt better knowing that he was not the only one defeated by her.
Xinghe was so angry when he called her that she rubbed the bruise for him in a hurry, "Don't be angry, I have already ordered people to prepare the court robe, it won't delay tomorrow's hearing. As for this little wound, it's not even a scratch on the skin, you are not a girl, what's the big deal, you are so angry that you are shaking. The bed frame is about to fall apart because of this shaking, you don't know how anxious I am, I almost rushed in..." After saying that, she paused and squinted at him, "Master, what are you doing?"
The curtains in front of the dragon and phoenix floor-length veil were still hanging low, so the prince must not have woken up yet. A hangover is terrible, and nausea and headaches are inevitable. She had been in the East Palace for so many years, and she had never seen him drunk so much, and she didn't know what happened yesterday.
Lying sideways was not an option, so she had to move to the pillow. She walked around barefoot, grabbed his armpits with both hands, and used all her strength to pull the mattress underneath to move, and finally put it in place. Turning her head, she saw that the right lapel of his shirt was torn, revealing the prince's chest, which was white and made her heart pound.
He looked lost, "Really? But I still remember you touching me in bed." That touch was real, the thin fingers moving across his chest, bringing up the feeling of fine sand covering his body. He was very nervous at the time, so nervous that he had to clench his teeth to prevent them from making noises. It was impossible for her to confuse such a profound experience.
Jin Ci said, "The person is still in prison. That night, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince executed Master Gao, but did not touch Master Xu. He said that he would wait for you to come back and make the decision yourself."
He smiled but said nothing, just shaking his head.
She didn't say anything else, glanced at Jin Ci, and turned to go out.
I dare not, Xinghe said nothing, but she was secretly muttering in her heart, he wanted to spread her legs in the corner tower, who knows what he would do lying on the same bed! Anyway, everything that happened yesterday is in the past, no one should mention it again, she tried her best to interrupt: "I couldn't walk far, I was going back to the Mingfuyuan, then I felt dizzy and fell down... By the way, what happened to you earlier? The bed frame in the inner room was shaking like malaria, are you sick?"
The prince's face flushed, and he pretended to be serious, "I was trembling with anger." If I told her about that kind of thing now, she wouldn't understand it. She would know it when she became a wife in the future. Young men are full of blood and energy. After such a toss, how could they bear it? He had thought about it last night, and he must do something, but he failed so miserably. He had no choice but to explain it himself.
Men are men, and they are different from women. Last time she touched it through a handkerchief, it was firm and contained immense strength. As she thought, she reached out to tug at the collar, but thought it was pressed down from behind and she couldn't pull it. Her little finger accidentally rubbed against the skin, and she paused, rubbing the back of her head and pondering for a long time.
"I've heard about it all. You're really amazing. You can drink so much that you even made the prince pass out." She sighed, "You can be an official outside, command men, and drink well. What else can't you do? Can you teach me how to drink? I want to learn it, too."
He straightened his back and asked, "Did I say anything inappropriate or do anything out of line yesterday?"
What a shame and humiliation, this woman is too powerful. The prince felt very angry, and his dignity as a man was challenged as never before. But the entanglement in the chaos was tingling and sweet, like being stung by an insect, with a strange itch in the stinging pain, unable to scratch, rubbing his heart and liver.
Lying sideways was not an option, so she had to move to the pillow. She walked around barefoot, grabbed his armpits with both hands, and used all her strength to pull the mattress underneath to move, and finally put it in place. Turning her head, she saw that the right lapel of his shirt was torn, revealing the prince's chest, which was white and made her heart pound.
Xinghe felt a little guilty, "Are you sober?"
She looked at it over and over again, but still couldn't understand what it meant. When she saw him lift it again, her brain was not in control for a moment, so she leaned over to take a sniff.
He smiled evilly, turned his hands over, and half-clenched his right hand for her to see, "That's it, have fun for yourself."
Just grab a few, he's not particular about this anyway, not to mention he's drunk. She reached in and touched it, it was really... The two rows of flesh under the ribs felt really good, to practice like this, you have to play the erhu for many years. Move up, here is also good, she spread out her five fingers and compared the size of his chest muscles.
She looked at them indifferently, angry at their inaction.
Yinchen was still chattering. She had never concealed her love for Xinghe. Just because she had a chat with Ye Jinchun and little Ye said that the adults sympathized with the servant and rewarded him with a new padded jacket, she felt more and more that she was a good person.
He smiled evilly, turned his hands over, and half-clenched his right hand for her to see, "That's it, have fun for yourself."
She uttered, "Master, is he awake?"
Xinghe laughed, "It's not good for a kid to drink. Shizhong will be a noble man in the future, don't be like me. I work for others, and I drink only for social occasions."
The prince felt that he was blind to fall in love with this woman. He didn't know anything and was almost a fool.
It was actually him who passed out drunk last night. The prince was so embarrassed that he almost had the urge to die with her. When he opened his eyes this morning, he found bruises on both wrists. He vaguely remembered some details on the corner tower - he was tied up by her, and when he was about to have sex with her, she tied him up!
Xinghe had the habit of getting up early. She had been serving the prince for many years and had to get up at 3:30 in the morning. However, she overslept today. When she opened her eyes, the window paper was slightly white. She cleaned her mind with sleepy eyes, turned sideways, and was too lazy to get up from the kang and move.
In fact, no matter whether it is a man or a woman, when they grow up to this age, they will be curious about the body of the opposite sex. Xinghe actually wanted to study Yueting, but unfortunately he didn't have this opportunity. The prince was ready, so he condescended to make do with it.
Xinghe still didn't quite understand. She was usually very clever, but when she met this person, her brain didn't work well. She touched his right hand and said, "What kind of fun are you looking for? Can you teach me?"
He smiled but said nothing, just shaking his head.
The prince thought she was talking nonsense. Why did he jump off the building? Don't think she can talk nonsense just because he is drunk. Let's not talk about his intention to violate her. His court dress, which was in good condition and symbolized the state system of Dayin, was torn into rags by her and is now thrown at the foot of his bed.
She didn't say anything else, glanced at Jin Ci, and turned to go out.
Shanyin, the attendant, said no, "I was waiting for instructions at the side of the hall from beginning to end, and the master only toasted me with two glasses of wine. He didn't drink as much as the Fourth Prince."
Jin Ci said no, "The lights in the room of the princess's mansion were dark all night. The princess did not celebrate the festival in her own mansion. She packed up the day before and went to the mansion of Prince Jian."
When he scraped his fingers over it, he found a tiny bulge. He arched the back of his hand upwards and looked inside. The drooping undergarment could not hide the spring scenery, and the prince's chest was exposed.
He smiled evilly, turned his hands over, and half-clenched his right hand for her to see, "That's it, have fun for yourself."
However, Dequan had his reasons. With such a big commotion, the prince should have woken up. He was drunk to the point of wanting to jump over the city wall before, so he must not have done the job. He must have come back to make up for it. These people were right in front of him. If the master got angry, he would be in trouble. Besides, the wine he mixed didn't make Lord Su drunk, but made the master pass out. If he was held accountable tomorrow, he would be punished.
He raised his wrist to look at it, and it was red, so red that he felt sorry for himself. Although he was not spoiled, it was the first time he was tied up by someone. He felt very upset and stretched it out in front of her, "Look at what you have done!"
However, Dequan had his reasons. With such a big commotion, the prince should have woken up. He was drunk to the point of wanting to jump over the city wall before, so he must not have done the job. He must have come back to make up for it. These people were right in front of him. If the master got angry, he would be in trouble. Besides, the wine he mixed didn't make Lord Su drunk, but made the master pass out. If he was held accountable tomorrow, he would be punished.
Jin Ci said, "The person is still in prison. That night, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince executed Master Gao, but did not touch Master Xu. He said that he would wait for you to come back and make the decision yourself."
Tsk, she smiled implicitly, seeing it. This is even with the fact that he kissed her secretly just now! She was satisfied and was reluctant to withdraw her hand, but she accidentally glanced and found that the prince was looking at her. She was stunned, but reacted quickly, "I'm wiping your body."
She didn't say anything else, glanced at Jin Ci, and turned to go out.
Jin Ci took the horsewhip from the wall, wrapped the whip around his hand twice, kicked open the prison door, and stepped into the narrow cage.
He said nothing, his eyelashes drooped, and he looked at his chest.
She breathed a sigh of relief, spread out the quilt to cover him, and not daring to look at him again, she hurriedly closed the curtain and left the bedroom.
Dequan just didn't understand, "How could the master get drunk so easily? He must have drunk a lot at the banquet before."
The prince stood there stiffly, his heart like bacon in the cold winter, with no more fat or water coming out of the fat parts, and it was frozen hard.
Jin Ci said, "The person is still in prison. That night, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince executed Master Gao, but did not touch Master Xu. He said that he would wait for you to come back and make the decision yourself."
Aren't you drunk? Pretending to be drunk? Xinghe frowned and reached out to cover his eyes.
Xinghe wanted to let go of her responsibility, but she failed. Dequan begged and pleaded with him, but he refused to let her go. That's right, it's not easy to just walk away after making the prince like this! Dequan was smarter than a monkey. He knew that there would be trouble if he went back. He caught the real culprit. Anyway, the prince would not do anything to her. Even if they fought among themselves, it would not be a big deal.
Look at this tattered outfit... She sighed, stepped forward and unbuttoned the buttons one by one, and took off his jacket. And the pants, the belt had been tied into a knot after the fight, she knelt beside, bent over, gritted her teeth - it was too much effort to untie it. After thinking for a while, she went to the lantern tree to find a pair of scissors, and with one cut, she took off his pants.
The servants filed in, led by Yinchen. The palace servants went to take care of the prince, but Yinchen still wrung out her handkerchief to serve her. The little girl's likes and dislikes were always so clear. She had no eyes for the prince, only Xinghe. She called her Sister Xinghe all the time, wiped her face, and helped her put on her clothes.
This made her feel embarrassed, so she said perfunctorily, "I've finished wiping it, go to sleep, master." After a pause, when she moved her hand away, he really closed his eyes again.
As a result, he was also scolded. He was so angry that he said, "Su Xinghe, you came to me to cause trouble? Are you drunk too? If you were drunk, why didn't you lie down beside me? Why did you sleep on the south kang?"
Xinghe laughed, "It's not good for a kid to drink. Shizhong will be a noble man in the future, don't be like me. I work for others, and I drink only for social occasions."
He didn't move, but uttered a long moan: "Don't stop..."
I dare not, Xinghe said nothing, but she was secretly muttering in her heart, he wanted to spread her legs in the corner tower, who knows what he would do lying on the same bed! Anyway, everything that happened yesterday is in the past, no one should mention it again, she tried her best to interrupt: "I couldn't walk far, I was going back to the Mingfuyuan, then I felt dizzy and fell down... By the way, what happened to you earlier? The bed frame in the inner room was shaking like malaria, are you sick?"
One night, she had a very strange dream. She dreamed that she had a rabbit and it jumped off the corner tower for fun. She hurried to catch it. She and the rabbit stood in the cold courtyard in the south. She looked up and saw the square sky. The prince looked out from the building. He looked down and seemed very anxious. He turned around and went downstairs. But when he stood in the courtyard, she was already above him. They switched places. She looked at him quietly. He couldn't come up. He looked up and looked around, his eyes full of sadness...
Men are men, and they are different from women. Last time she touched it through a handkerchief, it was firm and contained immense strength. As she thought, she reached out to tug at the collar, but thought it was pressed down from behind and she couldn't pull it. Her little finger accidentally rubbed against the skin, and she paused, rubbing the back of her head and pondering for a long time.
Xinghe laughed, "It's not good for a kid to drink. Shizhong will be a noble man in the future, don't be like me. I work for others, and I drink only for social occasions."
She shuddered and hurriedly got off the kang. It was six or seven steps from the curtain to the bed. She stuck her head through the curtain like last time and left her body outside. She squinted her eyes and looked inside. The inner room was dark, unlike the outer room with windows that were bright. There was a candle in the inner room, but there was no wind, and the candle flame was flickering for some reason. She felt strange and looked carefully. She found that it was the curtains on the bed that were shaking, and the candle flame was swaying with each sway, and it was getting more and more intense.
In fact, no matter whether it is a man or a woman, when they grow up to this age, they will be curious about the body of the opposite sex. Xinghe actually wanted to study Yueting, but unfortunately he didn't have this opportunity. The prince was ready, so he condescended to make do with it.
The prince found it hard to accept, because he only remembered the momentary happiness of Xinghe under him, and the vague touch, it seemed like he... kissed her
This made her feel embarrassed, so she said perfunctorily, "I've finished wiping it, go to sleep, master." After a pause, when she moved her hand away, he really closed his eyes again.
Dequan started to talk again, "My lord, please be kind and stay here tonight. The master is drunk and unconscious. If you stay here, it will be a show of filial piety to the master, right?"
He didn't move, but uttered a long moan: "Don't stop..."
He didn't move, but uttered a long moan: "Don't stop..."
The prince felt that he was blind to fall in love with this woman. He didn't know anything and was almost a fool.
Xu Erma was a little confused: "There's no need for her to pick me up. I have kids at home. I can just go home by myself..."
The prince's body twisted, his face turned red with anxiety, "You are talking nonsense, that is not me, you are framing me!"
She kept saying to him, "Go to sleep, go to sleep... Tomorrow when you are drunk, we can talk about it."
She breathed a sigh of relief, spread out the quilt to cover him, and not daring to look at him again, she hurriedly closed the curtain and left the bedroom.
Thinking of this, he felt a little embarrassed. He wanted to verify it, but he couldn't lose his dignity in front of her. He folded his hands and walked slowly in the center of the ground, "As expected, drunkenness caused trouble. I thought I had no chance to talk to you properly in these years..." He raised his eyes and smiled warmly, "Actually, I haven't forgotten everything about last night. I kissed you, right?"
She lowered the window shutters. She was thin, and the cold wind from outside swirled in, making her whole body cold. She turned around to look for clothes, but saw the prince standing under the golden velvet curtain, wearing a wide robe with his sleeves hanging down. The complicated hem of the robe was folded and spread out on the velvet carpet. Every step he took was like floating on the water.
Jin Ci took the horsewhip from the wall, wrapped the whip around his hand twice, kicked open the prison door, and stepped into the narrow cage.
At the other end of the corridor outside the palace, Dequan and several eunuchs were drinking strong tea around a copper samovar. When they saw her come out, they asked, "Master Su, has the master been settled?"
Xinghe laughed and said, "If this can make you feel better, just treat it as nonsense."
However, Dequan had his reasons. With such a big commotion, the prince should have woken up. He was drunk to the point of wanting to jump over the city wall before, so he must not have done the job. He must have come back to make up for it. These people were right in front of him. If the master got angry, he would be in trouble. Besides, the wine he mixed didn't make Lord Su drunk, but made the master pass out. If he was held accountable tomorrow, he would be punished.
She looked at them indifferently, angry at their inaction.
He didn't move, but uttered a long moan: "Don't stop..."
Xinghe shook his head without hesitation, "No, the master remembered it wrongly."
However, Dequan had his reasons. With such a big commotion, the prince should have woken up. He was drunk to the point of wanting to jump over the city wall before, so he must not have done the job. He must have come back to make up for it. These people were right in front of him. If the master got angry, he would be in trouble. Besides, the wine he mixed didn't make Lord Su drunk, but made the master pass out. If he was held accountable tomorrow, he would be punished.
The light from the window gently hit her face, and she smiled brightly. A 22-year-old woman, even when not wearing official robes, still had a pure and natural charm. The prince was getting angry, and stretched out a finger and pressed it on her lips, "Xinghe, sometimes I feel... you are stupid."
I dare not, Xinghe said nothing, but she was secretly muttering in her heart, he wanted to spread her legs in the corner tower, who knows what he would do lying on the same bed! Anyway, everything that happened yesterday is in the past, no one should mention it again, she tried her best to interrupt: "I couldn't walk far, I was going back to the Mingfuyuan, then I felt dizzy and fell down... By the way, what happened to you earlier? The bed frame in the inner room was shaking like malaria, are you sick?"
The curtains in front of the dragon and phoenix floor-length veil were still hanging low, so the prince must not have woken up yet. A hangover is terrible, and nausea and headaches are inevitable. She had been in the East Palace for so many years, and she had never seen him drunk so much, and she didn't know what happened yesterday.
The prince's pain had finally moved to a new location this time, from three inches below the navel to the top of his head. He kept rubbing his wrists and looked at Xinghe resentfully, "Just wait for me."
Xinghe shook his head without hesitation, "No, the master remembered it wrongly."
He straightened his back and asked, "Did I say anything inappropriate or do anything out of line yesterday?"
The prince felt a sweet and fishy taste in his throat, but at least he felt better knowing that he was not the only one defeated by her.
Dequan just didn't understand, "How could the master get drunk so easily? He must have drunk a lot at the banquet before."
Xinghe was not very happy, and solemnly but politely pushed his hand away, "You haven't washed yet, I'll ask someone to come in and serve you." As he spoke, he turned around and said, "Your hands smell, did you pick your toes..."
She responded perfunctorily, then looked at the samovar and asked, "Are you guys on night duty tonight?"
Shanyin, the attendant, said no, "I was waiting for instructions at the side of the hall from beginning to end, and the master only toasted me with two glasses of wine. He didn't drink as much as the Fourth Prince."
She didn't understand that no matter which of the two brothers she followed in the future, his fate would be to receive an imperial decree, which was different from hers.
Xinghe was ashamed. He told the truth about what he had done and would not deny it. He lowered his head and stammered, "Didn't the master also say that drunkenness will cause trouble? How can a drunk person be considered a human being?"
The prince felt a sweet and fishy taste in his throat, but at least he felt better knowing that he was not the only one defeated by her.
She turned and walked into the government office, asking as she walked, "Where is Xu Erma? Has he been released?"
Xinghe felt a little guilty, "Are you sober?"
"So what's going on..." Dequan muttered, looking at her, "Master Su didn't drink much, did he?"
Let her make the decision, isn't it just to force her to kill? She knew the pros and cons, she couldn't keep him, it would be a handle, and if it fell into the hands of Prince Jian or Minister Gao, it would be bad. She said so many deceiving words before, but they were all empty after all. When the Military Control Department does things, it only takes a snap of a finger to turn against each other.
He didn't move, but uttered a long moan: "Don't stop..."
The prince's body twisted, his face turned red with anxiety, "You are talking nonsense, that is not me, you are framing me!"
Dequan said yes, "The master is drunk, so be prepared to serve him at night."
Xinghe was not very happy, and solemnly but politely pushed his hand away, "You haven't washed yet, I'll ask someone to come in and serve you." As he spoke, he turned around and said, "Your hands smell, did you pick your toes..."
Xinghe was too embarrassed to say that she had drunk more than the prince before he passed out. She didn't expect that this guy had such a low alcohol tolerance that he started talking nonsense and wanted to take off his pants after just a few drinks.
Xinghe was not very happy, and solemnly but politely pushed his hand away, "You haven't washed yet, I'll ask someone to come in and serve you." As he spoke, he turned around and said, "Your hands smell, did you pick your toes..."
He untied the belt on the prince's hand and looked at it in the light of the lantern. His delicate skin was red. He turned his head and glanced at Xinghe, "Master Su, you are really cruel."
"I've heard about it all. You're really amazing. You can drink so much that you even made the prince pass out." She sighed, "You can be an official outside, command men, and drink well. What else can't you do? Can you teach me how to drink? I want to learn it, too."
Fortunately, I didn’t have to get up early the next day. The last day of the festival was free, and I probably used it to relieve the embarrassment of drinking too much at the banquet the day before.
She responded perfunctorily, then looked at the samovar and asked, "Are you guys on night duty tonight?"
In fact, this was not what he wanted to say. He wanted to say, "Xinghe, sometimes I feel like I love you very much," but the words took a detour when they reached his lips. It turned out that she was not the only one who did not understand romance, he himself was the same.
I dare not, Xinghe said nothing, but she was secretly muttering in her heart, he wanted to spread her legs in the corner tower, who knows what he would do lying on the same bed! Anyway, everything that happened yesterday is in the past, no one should mention it again, she tried her best to interrupt: "I couldn't walk far, I was going back to the Mingfuyuan, then I felt dizzy and fell down... By the way, what happened to you earlier? The bed frame in the inner room was shaking like malaria, are you sick?"
Xinghe still didn't quite understand. She was usually very clever, but when she met this person, her brain didn't work well. She touched his right hand and said, "What kind of fun are you looking for? Can you teach me?"
She uttered, "Master, is he awake?"
The prince almost dropped his jaw at the sniff. His face flushed and his heart beat wildly, almost choking him. "You..."
Dequan said yes, "The master is drunk, so be prepared to serve him at night."
She felt even more strange, and just as she was about to take a step forward, he shouted, "Don't come in!"
When he scraped his fingers over it, he found a tiny bulge. He arched the back of his hand upwards and looked inside. The drooping undergarment could not hide the spring scenery, and the prince's chest was exposed.
Dequan said yes, "The master is drunk, so be prepared to serve him at night."
The prince felt that he was blind to fall in love with this woman. He didn't know anything and was almost a fool.
He walked in front of her, his hair untied, flowing down his cheeks, giving off a gloomy, silent and strange look. He stared at her, making her hair stand on end. After a long moment, he asked, "How good is your alcohol tolerance?"
Good guy? Xinghe curled his lips. Where can a good guy come from in the Control Rong Division? How can he be innocent when he leads a group of thugs who kill without blinking an eye
Dequan started to talk again, "My lord, please be kind and stay here tonight. The master is drunk and unconscious. If you stay here, it will be a show of filial piety to the master, right?"
She lowered the window shutters. She was thin, and the cold wind from outside swirled in, making her whole body cold. She turned around to look for clothes, but saw the prince standing under the golden velvet curtain, wearing a wide robe with his sleeves hanging down. The complicated hem of the robe was folded and spread out on the velvet carpet. Every step he took was like floating on the water.
She said, "Then you guys stay here, I'm going back."
He smiled but said nothing, just shaking his head.
Yinchen said, "I am not noble. I am also working for others."
He untied the belt on the prince's hand and looked at it in the light of the lantern. His delicate skin was red. He turned his head and glanced at Xinghe, "Master Su, you are really cruel."
The prince found it hard to accept, because he only remembered the momentary happiness of Xinghe under him, and the vague touch, it seemed like he... kissed her
She held her finger in her mouth and looked the lying prince up and down, but finally gave up the idea. She was afraid that he would regret it when he woke up and tear her to pieces.
The prince snorted and did not answer. It seemed that he was confused and still couldn't understand what she was saying.
She looked at it over and over again, but still couldn't understand what it meant. When she saw him lift it again, her brain was not in control for a moment, so she leaned over to take a sniff.
Dequan started to talk again, "My lord, please be kind and stay here tonight. The master is drunk and unconscious. If you stay here, it will be a show of filial piety to the master, right?"
She kept saying to him, "Go to sleep, go to sleep... Tomorrow when you are drunk, we can talk about it."
She felt even more strange, and just as she was about to take a step forward, he shouted, "Don't come in!"
Jin Ci took the horsewhip from the wall, wrapped the whip around his hand twice, kicked open the prison door, and stepped into the narrow cage.
As a result, he was also scolded. He was so angry that he said, "Su Xinghe, you came to me to cause trouble? Are you drunk too? If you were drunk, why didn't you lie down beside me? Why did you sleep on the south kang?"
She lowered her eyes to take a look; her hands were really beautiful, with long slender knuckles, pink fingernails, and a graceful and elegant wrist... The prince was not a very good person, but every part of him was exquisite, thanks to the beautiful Empress Gong.
She shuddered and hurriedly got off the kang. It was six or seven steps from the curtain to the bed. She stuck her head through the curtain like last time and left her body outside. She squinted her eyes and looked inside. The inner room was dark, unlike the outer room with windows that were bright. There was a candle in the inner room, but there was no wind, and the candle flame was flickering for some reason. She felt strange and looked carefully. She found that it was the curtains on the bed that were shaking, and the candle flame was swaying with each sway, and it was getting more and more intense.
Xinghe was ashamed. He told the truth about what he had done and would not deny it. He lowered his head and stammered, "Didn't the master also say that drunkenness will cause trouble? How can a drunk person be considered a human being?"
She was so tired after half a day that she couldn't bear it anymore and didn't have the energy to argue with him. She admitted defeat, lifted her skirt and went back into the bedroom.
She didn't say anything else, glanced at Jin Ci, and turned to go out.
Xinghe wanted to let go of her responsibility, but she failed. Dequan begged and pleaded with him, but he refused to let her go. That's right, it's not easy to just walk away after making the prince like this! Dequan was smarter than a monkey. He knew that there would be trouble if he went back. He caught the real culprit. Anyway, the prince would not do anything to her. Even if they fought among themselves, it would not be a big deal.
"So what's going on..." Dequan muttered, looking at her, "Master Su didn't drink much, did he?"
The sky gradually darkened. Jin Ci led the way with a lantern. Xing He walked with her hands behind her back. When they arrived in front of Xu Erma's cell, the people in the pile of rotten straw jumped up when they saw her, "Sir... Sir, the case is closed, can you let me go home? Yesterday was a festival, and my family was missing me. I wonder how they are doing. You said that as long as I testify against Master Gao, you will let me go home..."
The prince's body twisted, his face turned red with anxiety, "You are talking nonsense, that is not me, you are framing me!"
The inner bedroom was divided into two parts. The curtains inside the floor-standing curtain were drawn, and it was the master's little world for sleeping. Outside the floor-standing curtain was a southern kang and a Luohan couch. At night, the kang was evenly heated, and the couch was still cold without a quilt. She went over to move the kang table, flattened the mattress, opened the mother-of-pearl cabinet, took out a thin quilt, put on her shoes, got on the kang, took off her smock, and lay down.
She responded perfunctorily, then looked at the samovar and asked, "Are you guys on night duty tonight?"
He walked in front of her, his hair untied, flowing down his cheeks, giving off a gloomy, silent and strange look. He stared at her, making her hair stand on end. After a long moment, he asked, "How good is your alcohol tolerance?"
The curtains in front of the dragon and phoenix floor-length veil were still hanging low, so the prince must not have woken up yet. A hangover is terrible, and nausea and headaches are inevitable. She had been in the East Palace for so many years, and she had never seen him drunk so much, and she didn't know what happened yesterday.
She nodded slowly. The two brothers often appeared in the mansion, and now they are dead. It’s scary to think about it.
It was actually him who passed out drunk last night. The prince was so embarrassed that he almost had the urge to die with her. When he opened his eyes this morning, he found bruises on both wrists. He vaguely remembered some details on the corner tower - he was tied up by her, and when he was about to have sex with her, she tied him up!
It was nice to lie down. The fatigue from the festival was three times greater than that from working in the government office. Perhaps it was because the sweet-scented osmanthus wine had a strong aftereffect, so she only felt dizzy at this moment. She turned over and lay down. She didn't have time to recall the strange encounters tonight and fell asleep quickly.
The prince felt that he was blind to fall in love with this woman. He didn't know anything and was almost a fool.
Fortunately, I didn’t have to get up early the next day. The last day of the festival was free, and I probably used it to relieve the embarrassment of drinking too much at the banquet the day before.
He straightened his back and asked, "Did I say anything inappropriate or do anything out of line yesterday?"
Xinghe still didn't quite understand. She was usually very clever, but when she met this person, her brain didn't work well. She touched his right hand and said, "What kind of fun are you looking for? Can you teach me?"
One night, she had a very strange dream. She dreamed that she had a rabbit and it jumped off the corner tower for fun. She hurried to catch it. She and the rabbit stood in the cold courtyard in the south. She looked up and saw the square sky. The prince looked out from the building. He looked down and seemed very anxious. He turned around and went downstairs. But when he stood in the courtyard, she was already above him. They switched places. She looked at him quietly. He couldn't come up. He looked up and looked around, his eyes full of sadness...
She was stunned, and said yes, then quickly retreated back to the south kang.
Aren't you drunk? Pretending to be drunk? Xinghe frowned and reached out to cover his eyes.
Fortunately, I didn’t have to get up early the next day. The last day of the festival was free, and I probably used it to relieve the embarrassment of drinking too much at the banquet the day before.
He stroked her lips with his fingertips. The prince's blood boiled and his heart was beating fast. He felt like he was about to explode again.
Xinghe rubbed his hands and said awkwardly, "It's not that great, I just drank with Xinghai, and I never lost."
Aren't you drunk? Pretending to be drunk? Xinghe frowned and reached out to cover his eyes.
Xinghe was not very happy, and solemnly but politely pushed his hand away, "You haven't washed yet, I'll ask someone to come in and serve you." As he spoke, he turned around and said, "Your hands smell, did you pick your toes..."
The sky gradually darkened. Jin Ci led the way with a lantern. Xing He walked with her hands behind her back. When they arrived in front of Xu Erma's cell, the people in the pile of rotten straw jumped up when they saw her, "Sir... Sir, the case is closed, can you let me go home? Yesterday was a festival, and my family was missing me. I wonder how they are doing. You said that as long as I testify against Master Gao, you will let me go home..."
Xinghe had the habit of getting up early. She had been serving the prince for many years and had to get up at 3:30 in the morning. However, she overslept today. When she opened her eyes, the window paper was slightly white. She cleaned her mind with sleepy eyes, turned sideways, and was too lazy to get up from the kang and move.
The prince felt a sweet and fishy taste in his throat, but at least he felt better knowing that he was not the only one defeated by her.
The prince felt that he was blind to fall in love with this woman. He didn't know anything and was almost a fool.
The curtains in front of the dragon and phoenix floor-length veil were still hanging low, so the prince must not have woken up yet. A hangover is terrible, and nausea and headaches are inevitable. She had been in the East Palace for so many years, and she had never seen him drunk so much, and she didn't know what happened yesterday.
Jin Ci took the horsewhip from the wall, wrapped the whip around his hand twice, kicked open the prison door, and stepped into the narrow cage.
She didn't say anything else, glanced at Jin Ci, and turned to go out.
The prince's body twisted, his face turned red with anxiety, "You are talking nonsense, that is not me, you are framing me!"
Shanyin, the attendant, said no, "I was waiting for instructions at the side of the hall from beginning to end, and the master only toasted me with two glasses of wine. He didn't drink as much as the Fourth Prince."
She lay prone, propped herself up and looked up at the curtain, and seemed to hear some noise. She thought he had gotten up, and waited for a while, probably because she had heard it wrongly. She tilted her head and rested it on her arm again, feeling drowsy and sleepy again, and could vaguely hear his moans from behind the curtain, one after another, intermittently.
Yinchen was still chattering. She had never concealed her love for Xinghe. Just because she had a chat with Ye Jinchun and little Ye said that the adults sympathized with the servant and rewarded him with a new padded jacket, she felt more and more that she was a good person.
He stroked her lips with his fingertips. The prince's blood boiled and his heart was beating fast. He felt like he was about to explode again.
She shuddered and hurriedly got off the kang. It was six or seven steps from the curtain to the bed. She stuck her head through the curtain like last time and left her body outside. She squinted her eyes and looked inside. The inner room was dark, unlike the outer room with windows that were bright. There was a candle in the inner room, but there was no wind, and the candle flame was flickering for some reason. She felt strange and looked carefully. She found that it was the curtains on the bed that were shaking, and the candle flame was swaying with each sway, and it was getting more and more intense.
Thinking of this, he felt a little embarrassed. He wanted to verify it, but he couldn't lose his dignity in front of her. He folded his hands and walked slowly in the center of the ground, "As expected, drunkenness caused trouble. I thought I had no chance to talk to you properly in these years..." He raised his eyes and smiled warmly, "Actually, I haven't forgotten everything about last night. I kissed you, right?"
"So what's going on..." Dequan muttered, looking at her, "Master Su didn't drink much, did he?"
She didn't say anything else, glanced at Jin Ci, and turned to go out.
Xinghe groaned in surprise, holding it in his hand and examining it carefully, "Is this what I tied yesterday?" He smiled embarrassedly, "Didn't you want to jump off the building? I was afraid of something happening, so I had to do it. Please don't blame me, Master."
Xinghe wiped his sweat in dismay and started to think about it. He said he was feeling very uncomfortable and pitiful. If he brought Qinggan over and put her on his bed, maybe they would have some drunken sex.
Her heart started beating suddenly. Maybe she had drunk too much and had an epilepsy! She called out "Master" tremblingly. That one call broke the rules of this world, and the tent suddenly stopped moving.
She lay prone, propped herself up and looked up at the curtain, and seemed to hear some noise. She thought he had gotten up, and waited for a while, probably because she had heard it wrongly. She tilted her head and rested it on her arm again, feeling drowsy and sleepy again, and could vaguely hear his moans from behind the curtain, one after another, intermittently.
Tsk, she smiled implicitly, seeing it. This is even with the fact that he kissed her secretly just now! She was satisfied and was reluctant to withdraw her hand, but she accidentally glanced and found that the prince was looking at her. She was stunned, but reacted quickly, "I'm wiping your body."
She looked at it over and over again, but still couldn't understand what it meant. When she saw him lift it again, her brain was not in control for a moment, so she leaned over to take a sniff.
The prince felt that he was blind to fall in love with this woman. He didn't know anything and was almost a fool.
She looked at it over and over again, but still couldn't understand what it meant. When she saw him lift it again, her brain was not in control for a moment, so she leaned over to take a sniff.
At the other end of the corridor outside the palace, Dequan and several eunuchs were drinking strong tea around a copper samovar. When they saw her come out, they asked, "Master Su, has the master been settled?"
The prince's pain had finally moved to a new location this time, from three inches below the navel to the top of his head. He kept rubbing his wrists and looked at Xinghe resentfully, "Just wait for me."
"You are so bold that you tore my court robe. Who do you think I am?" He was furious, and of course the humiliation of losing face played a big role in his anger.
She felt even more strange, and just as she was about to take a step forward, he shouted, "Don't come in!"
Lying sideways was not an option, so she had to move to the pillow. She walked around barefoot, grabbed his armpits with both hands, and used all her strength to pull the mattress underneath to move, and finally put it in place. Turning her head, she saw that the right lapel of his shirt was torn, revealing the prince's chest, which was white and made her heart pound.
The curtains in front of the dragon and phoenix floor-length veil were still hanging low, so the prince must not have woken up yet. A hangover is terrible, and nausea and headaches are inevitable. She had been in the East Palace for so many years, and she had never seen him drunk so much, and she didn't know what happened yesterday.
She shuddered and hurriedly got off the kang. It was six or seven steps from the curtain to the bed. She stuck her head through the curtain like last time and left her body outside. She squinted her eyes and looked inside. The inner room was dark, unlike the outer room with windows that were bright. There was a candle in the inner room, but there was no wind, and the candle flame was flickering for some reason. She felt strange and looked carefully. She found that it was the curtains on the bed that were shaking, and the candle flame was swaying with each sway, and it was getting more and more intense.
She looked at them indifferently, angry at their inaction.
Tsk, she smiled implicitly, seeing it. This is even with the fact that he kissed her secretly just now! She was satisfied and was reluctant to withdraw her hand, but she accidentally glanced and found that the prince was looking at her. She was stunned, but reacted quickly, "I'm wiping your body."
Yinchen was still chattering. She had never concealed her love for Xinghe. Just because she had a chat with Ye Jinchun and little Ye said that the adults sympathized with the servant and rewarded him with a new padded jacket, she felt more and more that she was a good person.
She was stunned, and said yes, then quickly retreated back to the south kang.
The prince felt that he was blind to fall in love with this woman. He didn't know anything and was almost a fool.
Xinghe was ashamed. He told the truth about what he had done and would not deny it. He lowered his head and stammered, "Didn't the master also say that drunkenness will cause trouble? How can a drunk person be considered a human being?"
The inner bedroom was divided into two parts. The curtains inside the floor-standing curtain were drawn, and it was the master's little world for sleeping. Outside the floor-standing curtain was a southern kang and a Luohan couch. At night, the kang was evenly heated, and the couch was still cold without a quilt. She went over to move the kang table, flattened the mattress, opened the mother-of-pearl cabinet, took out a thin quilt, put on her shoes, got on the kang, took off her smock, and lay down.
Gao Zhiya died, and the Gao family transported the body back in the middle of the night. With such a death, even the funeral could not be held. The family kept the coffin for a day, and buried it hastily the next night. Other families were celebrating the winter solstice, but there was crying inside and outside the Shangshu Mansion. When Jin Ci reported back, it was dusk. She stood outside the government office listening to him talk, looking south. Gao's mansion was not far from here, just two streets away.
"You are so bold that you tore my court robe. Who do you think I am?" He was furious, and of course the humiliation of losing face played a big role in his anger.
This made her feel embarrassed, so she said perfunctorily, "I've finished wiping it, go to sleep, master." After a pause, when she moved her hand away, he really closed his eyes again.
It seemed... not a good thing. She couldn't explain it, but she felt something was unusual, like she was having an attack, but she was clear-headed. She sat on the kang and thought for a long time, but couldn't figure it out, so she stopped thinking about it.
It was nice to lie down. The fatigue from the festival was three times greater than that from working in the government office. Perhaps it was because the sweet-scented osmanthus wine had a strong aftereffect, so she only felt dizzy at this moment. She turned over and lay down. She didn't have time to recall the strange encounters tonight and fell asleep quickly.
When he scraped his fingers over it, he found a tiny bulge. He arched the back of his hand upwards and looked inside. The drooping undergarment could not hide the spring scenery, and the prince's chest was exposed.
Tsk, she smiled implicitly, seeing it. This is even with the fact that he kissed her secretly just now! She was satisfied and was reluctant to withdraw her hand, but she accidentally glanced and found that the prince was looking at her. She was stunned, but reacted quickly, "I'm wiping your body."
She lowered the window shutters. She was thin, and the cold wind from outside swirled in, making her whole body cold. She turned around to look for clothes, but saw the prince standing under the golden velvet curtain, wearing a wide robe with his sleeves hanging down. The complicated hem of the robe was folded and spread out on the velvet carpet. Every step he took was like floating on the water.
He put away the mattress and asked someone to change it. He opened the window and looked out. It was white outside. It had snowed all night. The snow on the pillars and the top of the fence at the edge of the red steps was two inches high. In the wide square in front of the palace, four or five young eunuchs lined up and used brooms made of bamboo branches to sweep the snow. At first, they were very serious, but suddenly they started to chase and fight. Dequan rolled up his sleeves and yelled in the corridor in front of the side hall, "Monkey boy, what is this place? You are going to be beheaded..."
As a result, he was also scolded. He was so angry that he said, "Su Xinghe, you came to me to cause trouble? Are you drunk too? If you were drunk, why didn't you lie down beside me? Why did you sleep on the south kang?"
Let her make the decision, isn't it just to force her to kill? She knew the pros and cons, she couldn't keep him, it would be a handle, and if it fell into the hands of Prince Jian or Minister Gao, it would be bad. She said so many deceiving words before, but they were all empty after all. When the Military Control Department does things, it only takes a snap of a finger to turn against each other.
Xu Erma was a little confused: "There's no need for her to pick me up. I have kids at home. I can just go home by myself..."
He stroked her lips with his fingertips. The prince's blood boiled and his heart was beating fast. He felt like he was about to explode again.
Her heart started beating suddenly. Maybe she had drunk too much and had an epilepsy! She called out "Master" tremblingly. That one call broke the rules of this world, and the tent suddenly stopped moving.
Tsk, she smiled implicitly, seeing it. This is even with the fact that he kissed her secretly just now! She was satisfied and was reluctant to withdraw her hand, but she accidentally glanced and found that the prince was looking at her. She was stunned, but reacted quickly, "I'm wiping your body."
She lowered the window shutters. She was thin, and the cold wind from outside swirled in, making her whole body cold. She turned around to look for clothes, but saw the prince standing under the golden velvet curtain, wearing a wide robe with his sleeves hanging down. The complicated hem of the robe was folded and spread out on the velvet carpet. Every step he took was like floating on the water.
He looked lost, "Really? But I still remember you touching me in bed." That touch was real, the thin fingers moving across his chest, bringing up the feeling of fine sand covering his body. He was very nervous at the time, so nervous that he had to clench his teeth to prevent them from making noises. It was impossible for her to confuse such a profound experience.
She looked at them indifferently, angry at their inaction.
This made her feel embarrassed, so she said perfunctorily, "I've finished wiping it, go to sleep, master." After a pause, when she moved her hand away, he really closed his eyes again.
Fortunately, I didn’t have to get up early the next day. The last day of the festival was free, and I probably used it to relieve the embarrassment of drinking too much at the banquet the day before.
She was stunned, and said yes, then quickly retreated back to the south kang.
The prince snorted and did not answer. It seemed that he was confused and still couldn't understand what she was saying.
Jin Ci took the horsewhip from the wall, wrapped the whip around his hand twice, kicked open the prison door, and stepped into the narrow cage.
She didn't understand that no matter which of the two brothers she followed in the future, his fate would be to receive an imperial decree, which was different from hers.
She uttered, "Master, is he awake?"
She looked at it over and over again, but still couldn't understand what it meant. When she saw him lift it again, her brain was not in control for a moment, so she leaned over to take a sniff.
She lowered the window shutters. She was thin, and the cold wind from outside swirled in, making her whole body cold. She turned around to look for clothes, but saw the prince standing under the golden velvet curtain, wearing a wide robe with his sleeves hanging down. The complicated hem of the robe was folded and spread out on the velvet carpet. Every step he took was like floating on the water.
One night, she had a very strange dream. She dreamed that she had a rabbit and it jumped off the corner tower for fun. She hurried to catch it. She and the rabbit stood in the cold courtyard in the south. She looked up and saw the square sky. The prince looked out from the building. He looked down and seemed very anxious. He turned around and went downstairs. But when he stood in the courtyard, she was already above him. They switched places. She looked at him quietly. He couldn't come up. He looked up and looked around, his eyes full of sadness...
She tilted her head and said, "Besides begging me to sleep with you and taking off my pants, there's nothing else to do."
The prince found it hard to accept, because he only remembered the momentary happiness of Xinghe under him, and the vague touch, it seemed like he... kissed her
He walked in front of her, his hair untied, flowing down his cheeks, giving off a gloomy, silent and strange look. He stared at her, making her hair stand on end. After a long moment, he asked, "How good is your alcohol tolerance?"
He smiled but said nothing, just shaking his head.
The curtains in front of the dragon and phoenix floor-length veil were still hanging low, so the prince must not have woken up yet. A hangover is terrible, and nausea and headaches are inevitable. She had been in the East Palace for so many years, and she had never seen him drunk so much, and she didn't know what happened yesterday.
When he scraped his fingers over it, he found a tiny bulge. He arched the back of his hand upwards and looked inside. The drooping undergarment could not hide the spring scenery, and the prince's chest was exposed.
He untied the belt on the prince's hand and looked at it in the light of the lantern. His delicate skin was red. He turned his head and glanced at Xinghe, "Master Su, you are really cruel."
The prince's face flushed, and he pretended to be serious, "I was trembling with anger." If I told her about that kind of thing now, she wouldn't understand it. She would know it when she became a wife in the future. Young men are full of blood and energy. After such a toss, how could they bear it? He had thought about it last night, and he must do something, but he failed so miserably. He had no choice but to explain it himself.
He raised his wrist to look at it, and it was red, so red that he felt sorry for himself. Although he was not spoiled, it was the first time he was tied up by someone. He felt very upset and stretched it out in front of her, "Look at what you have done!"
In fact, this was not what he wanted to say. He wanted to say, "Xinghe, sometimes I feel like I love you very much," but the words took a detour when they reached his lips. It turned out that she was not the only one who did not understand romance, he himself was the same.
Xinghe laughed and said, "If this can make you feel better, just treat it as nonsense."
It was actually him who passed out drunk last night. The prince was so embarrassed that he almost had the urge to die with her. When he opened his eyes this morning, he found bruises on both wrists. He vaguely remembered some details on the corner tower - he was tied up by her, and when he was about to have sex with her, she tied him up!
The prince's face flushed, and he pretended to be serious, "I was trembling with anger." If I told her about that kind of thing now, she wouldn't understand it. She would know it when she became a wife in the future. Young men are full of blood and energy. After such a toss, how could they bear it? He had thought about it last night, and he must do something, but he failed so miserably. He had no choice but to explain it himself.
Xinghe rubbed his hands and said awkwardly, "It's not that great, I just drank with Xinghai, and I never lost."
It seemed... not a good thing. She couldn't explain it, but she felt something was unusual, like she was having an attack, but she was clear-headed. She sat on the kang and thought for a long time, but couldn't figure it out, so she stopped thinking about it.
Tsk, she smiled implicitly, seeing it. This is even with the fact that he kissed her secretly just now! She was satisfied and was reluctant to withdraw her hand, but she accidentally glanced and found that the prince was looking at her. She was stunned, but reacted quickly, "I'm wiping your body."
Aren't you drunk? Pretending to be drunk? Xinghe frowned and reached out to cover his eyes.
The prince found it hard to accept, because he only remembered the momentary happiness of Xinghe under him, and the vague touch, it seemed like he... kissed her
What a shame and humiliation, this woman is too powerful. The prince felt very angry, and his dignity as a man was challenged as never before. But the entanglement in the chaos was tingling and sweet, like being stung by an insect, with a strange itch in the stinging pain, unable to scratch, rubbing his heart and liver.
The prince's pain had finally moved to a new location this time, from three inches below the navel to the top of his head. He kept rubbing his wrists and looked at Xinghe resentfully, "Just wait for me."
He didn't move, but uttered a long moan: "Don't stop..."
She lowered the window shutters. She was thin, and the cold wind from outside swirled in, making her whole body cold. She turned around to look for clothes, but saw the prince standing under the golden velvet curtain, wearing a wide robe with his sleeves hanging down. The complicated hem of the robe was folded and spread out on the velvet carpet. Every step he took was like floating on the water.
The servants filed in, led by Yinchen. The palace servants went to take care of the prince, but Yinchen still wrung out her handkerchief to serve her. The little girl's likes and dislikes were always so clear. She had no eyes for the prince, only Xinghe. She called her Sister Xinghe all the time, wiped her face, and helped her put on her clothes.
Yinchen was still chattering. She had never concealed her love for Xinghe. Just because she had a chat with Ye Jinchun and little Ye said that the adults sympathized with the servant and rewarded him with a new padded jacket, she felt more and more that she was a good person.
She turned and walked into the government office, asking as she walked, "Where is Xu Erma? Has he been released?"
This made her feel embarrassed, so she said perfunctorily, "I've finished wiping it, go to sleep, master." After a pause, when she moved her hand away, he really closed his eyes again.