Yaoniang forced herself to calm down, and at the same time, she also felt that something was wrong with the other party.
It was so hot that one couldn't help but want to melt it under his temperature. It also seemed to be in pain, and there were small and invisible gasps squeezed out of his throat.
Yaoniang has served King Jin many times, and she probably knows his reactions better than he himself. Normally, he shouldn't be like this, even if he's always in a hurry, he won't be like this...
"My king has been drugged and feels very uncomfortable..."
Feeling that the little nanny could relieve his pain, King Jin didn't want her to panic and yell, so he said so slyly.
"Just let me stay for a while, just stay for a while..."
But the question is, is it good to stay for a while
In the darkness, Yaoniang blushed like dripping blood.
She didn't know what to do, she couldn't push it away, and she didn't dare to scream... No, she couldn't scream either, her tongue was still pressed lightly, and she could only speak vaguely...
He was drugged? What medicine did you take? It will become like this, it must be some kind of obscene drug, right? Who drugged him, could it be Concubine Hu
But why didn't he find someone else, but he came to find himself.
There are too many puzzles in Yaoniang's mind.
As if sensing her fear, King Jin stroked the tip of her tongue as if to appease her, but was attracted by the warm and tender touch, and couldn't help stirring it a few more times.
The little thing dodged left and right, and he chased after it. Once he caught up, he pressed it under his fingers and ravaged it. There are more and more things, which should be disgusting, but King Jin wants to eat...
He wants to eat, wants to eat, eats everything.
He turned her over, and saw her Xia Fei's cheeks, a pair of moist and soft almond eyes, his finger was held in her well-shaped cherry mouth, and transparent things dripped from the corner of her mouth uncontrollably …
He swallowed it in one gulp, licked and sucked viciously, feeling that the fire in his heart had finally subsided a little.
Jin Wang is not completely inexperienced. In the barracks of the border town, a group of old men gathered together. They had never heard any dirty jokes or accents. Others were afraid of his status and majesty and dared not discuss such topics with him, but he had heard them more than once. …
Knowing that a woman's small mouth is a place where a man can be happy, it is a state of bliss, so he sucked it hard.
Sure enough, it is delicious, fragrant and sweet. It would be even better if there were more.
Yaoniang felt that her soul was being sucked out, and she was confused and in a trance.
A little shy, a little scared, but more eager. All kinds of sour, sweet, bitter and spicy tastes mixed with his breath, turning into a poison that she couldn't get rid of...
Her mind was dizzy, and she felt like she had turned into a puddle of water, but some situations in her previous life flashed in her mind, and she saw Xiaobao's face.
Yaoniang woke up as if struck by lightning.
Unlike before, King Jin's hands and feet had already started to feel restless, rubbing her chest with his big palms made her chest painful.
As soon as she pushed him away, he might not have been prepared and was pushed away.
Under the hazy moonlight, Jin Wang looks like a monster, with long hair hanging loose, clothes half-unbuttoned, his chest exposed, and obscene trousers, which are very high in one place.
How majestic King Jin is, no one knows better than Yaoniang.
As if she had been burned, she hurriedly looked away.
"Your Highness, you can't, you can't..."
As for what she couldn't do, she couldn't say anything at all.
King Jin looked at her with slightly narrowed eyes, and the sparkle in his long and narrow eyes made it impossible to guess what he was thinking. But his contemptuous demeanor and rare unrestrained unruliness all tell Yaoniang that for him, nothing is impossible.
There was a hint of impatience in his expression, as if he was about to pounce on him in an instant.
Yao Niang wanted to hide when he saw her, but she knew she couldn't hide, she had to find a way.
Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across her mind, making Yaoniang's face even redder and her eyes more moist. She squeezed her palms tightly and said fearfully: "Your Highness said that you have taken the medicine, and this servant has a way to solve it."
King Jin raised his eyebrows slightly, even though all the efforts of King Jin's mansion couldn't solve it, how could she solve it
Yao Niang saw the questioning in King Jin's eyes, her eyelashes could not stop trembling, and she clenched her hands tightly: "I have a way, but please don't take your body... I want to go home, I still want to go home There is a young son at home..." As she spoke, she wanted to cry again, but tried her best to hold it back.
Crystal clear teardrops hung on the curled eyelashes, like petals soaked in morning dew. King Jin stared at the morning dew, feeling an urge to lick it off.
Yaoniang didn't dare to delay any longer, she lowered her head, blushed, and pushed King Jin down on the bed.
A shadow floated over, but even the moon in the sky covered her face in shame.
…
The night was quiet, and there seemed to be the faint sound of crickets chirping.
Fucheng shrank his neck and squatted under the stone platform in front of Yaoniang's room. I've never seen anyone more tragic than him. When the master came out to steal people, he also became shameless.
You must know that this is the Prince Jin's Mansion, and he can't enter the whole mansion except Siyi Courtyard at will, and he can't go anywhere.
He couldn't hear any movement inside, and Fucheng was restless, wishing he could pick up his claws and scratch the door open.
He was afraid that His Highness would get angry with him, and he was also afraid that if the little nanny refused to agree, there would be troubles and make people laugh. What's even more frightening is that if you can't even solve this, then there is really nothing you can do.
Thinking of this, Fucheng became even more anxious.
He couldn't help but went down the steps and looked up the roof.
There is nothing on the roof, only the faint silver glow cast by the moonlight on the black tiles. Fu Cheng booed twice to the roof, but in the blink of an eye, there was a man in black in front of him, it was An Shi.
Anshi has been squatting on the roof, but his skill in hiding is too good for people to see.
"What's going on inside?"
Anshi said expressionlessly: "I didn't remove the tile."
"Why not reveal it?"
Fucheng suppressed his throat, and paced back and forth a few steps with some resentment.
Anshi ignored him.
"You should take a look at the tiles, so that even if something happens to His Highness, we can know in advance." Fu Cheng rambled.
Anshi would not be fooled by this old tortoise, of course he uncovered the tile and saw what was going on inside. But he will never say it, because if the old man in front of him is really curious, he is not an opponent. Let His Highness know that he revealed his private affairs, maybe how to deal with him.
So Anshi's face became even more indifferent, as cold as ice.
Who is Ke Fucheng? He is not stupid, he understands Anshi's character, as the secret guard who personally protects King Jin, it is impossible for him to let King Jin ignore him.
Then there is only one reason—
"Is it done inside?"
Anshi intends to leave.
"Speak quickly, don't you?"
As soon as he turned around, he was grabbed by Fu Cheng, "Don't expect to leave today if you don't say so."
Annoyance is very annoying. Thinking about the situation inside, it’s all like that, so it should be considered successful, so I nodded,
Fucheng showed a smile that saw his teeth but couldn't see his eyes.
Yo, I didn't expect that little nanny to be so lucky. This is smoke from the ancestral grave.
His Royal Highness finally has someone who can talk.
It was just dawn, and only a little faint light shone into the room through the window sash.
It was still dark in the room.
On the bed, Jin Wang half leaned against the head of the bed, his handsome eyes were slightly closed, and he stroked his long hair with his hands again and again. Yaoniang half-bends beside him, her pretty eyes are tightly closed, as if she is asleep.
Suddenly, she stretched out her hand and pushed King Jin, but she didn't get up, she was still lying there, the voice seemed to be squeezed out of her throat.
"Your Highness, it's time for you to go, it's not good for people to see you."
King Jin didn't speak.
Yaoniang was full of discouragement, she wished she could pretend him and throw him out immediately.
She felt that she was asking for guilt. She only thought about not allowing King Jin to take her body, but she completely forgot how powerful King Jin was. She was tired all night, but only twice, but her hands and mouth were not her own at all at the moment, they were sore, sore, and numb.
"Let people see that slaves can't be human. You clearly promised well." Yaoniang couldn't help but sat up and said.
The question is, can what a man says in bed count
Obviously Yaoniang didn't understand this truth, and she wanted to persuade King Jin to let him go quickly, but King Jin was lying there lazily like a satiated big cat, licking his paws and stroking his fur from time to time, but he didn't want to There is no meaning to move.
Yaoniang was about to cry.
Seeing her in such a hurry, King Jin thought about how hard she worked last night, and couldn't bear to continue to make things difficult for her, so he sat up straight. Turning to look at her kneeling and sitting there, she was wearing sandalwood-colored underwear, which was tightly wrapped, and there was a bright red thin belt protruding from the slender white jade neck, which reminded people of last night The beautiful scenery I saw on my son.
She tightly clutched the front of her clothes to prevent him from seeing him, but with such a small strength, how could she stop him, so King Jin not only saw it, but also tasted it.
No nausea, but rather delicious.
King Jin, who was both physically and mentally comfortable, had an extremely approachable expression. He got off the couch without hesitation, and put on his outer shirt.
Yaoniang didn't come down, she sat there with her head half down.
Originally, she should serve King Jin to change clothes, but she is not the concubine of King Jin, Yaoniang has always kept this in mind, so she has the courage not to move.
She waited for King Jin to leave by himself, but King Jin stood in front of the bed without moving, his eyes were on her, which made her feel a little creepy.
Yaoniang moistened her somewhat dry mouth, and was about to say something when she was suddenly covered by a black shadow. The room was already dark, and before she could react, she felt something was wrapped around her ankle, and then King Jin left.
She didn't relax her tense body until she heard the sound of the door being closed. Subconsciously, he reached out to touch his feet, which were covered with a chain.
She lifted up her trouser legs to look, and saw a red gold chain wrapped around her snow-white slender ankle. About one finger wide, there is a five-clawed golden dragon entrenched on it.
Yaoniang was taken aback.
She had seen this chain before, and it was usually tied to King Jin's purse. The pouch may contain very important things, King Jin never let anyone touch it, even if she served him personally in her previous life, she would not dare to touch it casually.
Later, by accident, Yaoniang knew that the seal of King Jin was contained in the pouch.
But how did he put this chain around her feet
Although Yaoniang didn't have much experience, she also knew that the five-clawed golden dragon was not used randomly. According to the rules of the Daqian Dynasty, the five-clawed golden dragon can only be used by emperors and princes.
What exactly does King Jin mean? Is it because she serves well that she is rewarded, or is it because of other reasons? But even if you want to reward her, this kind of thing shouldn't be rewarded rashly.
Yaoniang tried to untie the gold chain, but she couldn't untie it. She tugged again tentatively, but the chain was made of unknown material, but it was as hard as iron stone, and it couldn't be pulled at all.
So, she could only helplessly look at the chain, which was particularly dazzling in the dark, and couldn't get over it for a long time.