The boat Guo Xiao prepared had two canopies, one was for two boatmen, and they alternated to catch the boat at night. It was cold in the first month, and they had to sleep in the canopy at night to survive. The other, naturally, he stayed with Song Jianing.
There was a dim yellow oil lamp lit in the awning of the boat, and the moment Guo Xiao pushed him in, Song Jianing saw at a glance that the simple bed was covered with only two overlapping quilts and two pillows, just like those used by a husband and wife. Song Jianing's face sank, he stopped at the door, lowered his eyes and said, "What does this mean?"
"I won't touch you, but I won't live in the same boat tent with the guards." Guo Xiao closed the door, unable to refuse.
"I'm sleeping outside." Song Jianing immediately turned around and wanted to go out, but Guo Xiao stood in front of the door, staring at her and said, "The water is gloomy and cold, you're outside, I'm afraid that tomorrow morning will see your body."
Song Jianing didn't flinch: "I'd rather freeze to death than misunderstand me."
Guo Xiao sneered, pointed to the north and asked, "Do you think we sleep separately, and Zhao Heng knows that you were kidnapped by me, will he believe that I have never touched you?"
Song Jianing's face turned pale, just as the prince's figure appeared in his mind, his body suddenly swung into the air, but was hugged by Guo Xiao and walked towards the bed. Through this journey, Song Jianing had long known that he couldn't hold back his strength, and she was about to go to bed. Song Jianing pursed her lips, and took advantage of the moment Guo Xiao pushed her down, she immediately pulled off the hairpin on the top of her head, turned around, and pressed the end of her hairpin to the top of her head. Throat threatened: "You take one step closer, and I will die in front of you immediately!"
She didn't believe that, if two people really slept in the same bed, Guo Xiao would not touch her.
Her hair was disheveled, and her almond eyes were round and round, like an angry hedgehog, full of alertness to him. Guo Xiao smiled, standing in front of the bed, his tall and burly body blocked the candlelight, and the shadow just fell on her, as if the two had merged into one. Noticing this coincidence, Guo Xiao moved slightly, letting his shadow completely cover her, and enjoying himself for a moment, Guo Xiao reluctantly asked her: "An An, have you ever thought about it, if I don't care about you, you can start I want you, and you are disabled or dead afterwards, what do you do with me?"
Song Jianing's eyes changed slightly.
Guo Xiao keenly captured this change in her, he sighed, took a few steps back, sat on the chair, grabbed the white porcelain tea bowl and turned it around a few times, then looked at her and said, "You dare to threaten me, in fact, Admit it, you believe in my heart for you, you believe that I really like you, I would rather not touch you than want you to be hurt in any way."
He looked playful, with a hint of indifference.
Looking at Guo Xiao like this, Song Jianing remembered his previous life again. Guo Xiao wanted her from Liang Shao in disregard of her beauty because of her beauty, but Guo Xiao was not a rascal full of filth. He tried to have sex with her on the first night, Song Jianing kept crying, and he gave up. Why? ? Because he is a high-ranking prince, and because he has the pride of a prince, he disdains to use brute force to persecute a woman. He wants her to be willing, at least half-hearted.
Song Jianing threatened to die, not because he believed in Guo Xiao's heart, but because he believed that Guo Xiao was not so rude.
But Song Jianing didn't dare to tell the truth, didn't dare to provoke Guo Xiao, if Guo Xiao was in a good mood, she wouldn't touch her, she would rather acquiesce to his self-righteousness.
Still clutching the hairpin in his hand, Song Jianing lowered his head, as if his thoughts had been exposed.
The light was dim, she lowered her head, her face was lonely and pitiful, and she might cry at any time. She didn't need to pretend to be, she was born with the most pity from men. Guo Xiao squeezed his forehead, acknowledged it, and said in a low voice, "You sleep in bed, I'll sit here to sleep, don't worry, I'll do what I say and won't bully you in the middle of the night."
Song Jianing remained motionless.
She didn't believe it, and Guo Xiao didn't persuade him either. He untied the cloak to cover him, and closed his eyes to face her. Song Jianing peeked at him, and under the light, the man leaned back on the chair, his stern face was slightly raised, his black eyes were lightly closed, and the corners of his lips were raised, making him seem gentle and serene. Song Jianing just glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze, maintaining the position just now and motionless.
The sound of wind and water, the boat swayed regularly, and the candlelight swayed. After an unknown period of time, Song Jianing's arm was sore. Looking at Guo Xiao again, he was already lying on the table, with the back of his head facing her. Song Jianing tentatively put down his hands, moved his body back quietly, leaned back against the canopy of the boat, then carefully grabbed the quilt and slowly covered it over his body.
Time passed little by little, Song Jianing thought about her two children for a while, Wang Ye for a while, her thoughts, worry, pain and despair, all kinds of emotions pressed her to the point of being out of breath, but these were no match for human instinct. The eyelids got heavier and heavier, and the figure on the other side became more and more blurred. Song Jianing finally closed his eyes and put his head against his knees.
She didn't move at all, Guo Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, sat upright little by little, and when he looked up, he saw her curled up on the bed, so he wouldn't lie down and sleep even if he had a bed and a pillow. She was not afraid of suffering, but Guo Xiao was reluctant to suffer her in vain, walked over slowly, and then slowly supported her shoulders.
Song Jianing was asleep, but she didn't sleep deeply. Feeling someone was touching her, Song Jianing instinctively pushed him away.
"Don't be afraid, I said I won't touch you." Guo Xiao moved quickly, and before she had a seizure, he pressed the person to lie down, and then pulled up two layers of quilt to cover her head, covering her tightly. . Song Jianing was indeed cold, but the warmth brought by the quilt couldn't compare to the coldness brought by Guo Xiao, and his almond eyes stared at him angrily.
Guo Xiao resisted the urge to touch her head, resist the urge to kiss her, just bent over and coaxed her in a low voice: "You lie down and sleep, I'll go back to the chair immediately, you sit up again, and treat yourself harshly again. , I'll hold you like this all night."
Song Jianing froze all over.
Guo Xiao looked at her and smiled.
Song Jianing turned her head in disgust, her eyes tightly closed: "You let go."
"You lie down and sleep?" Guo Xiao asked repeatedly.
Song Jianing pursed his lower lip.
Guo Xiao understood, and as expected, he let go and went back to the chair to sit. Song Jianing lay with her back to him, still on guard, guarding against every move behind her, but guarding against her, she fell asleep uncontrollably. This sleep, in the gently swaying boat, with the regular sound of running water, slept until dawn.
I don't know if it was the sound of water or the man's deliberately soft footsteps, Song Jianing suddenly opened his eyes, turned around and saw that the boat's awning was empty and there was no Guo Xiao's figure. Song Jianing breathed a sigh of relief, and when she looked up, she saw a thick black cloak on her quilt, the same one Guo Xiao wore last night.
Just then, footsteps approached.
Song Jianing immediately retreated to the corner of the bed, picked up the hairpin under the pillow with one hand, and was on guard.
The door curtain opened, revealing Guo Xiao's back first, and as he turned around, Song Jianing saw the food box in his hand.
"A-Si went to the nearby market to buy steamed buns, plain food, you can eat some." Seeing her awake, Guo Xiao greeted her naturally.
Song Jianing lowered his eyes.
Guo Xiao was not in a hurry to touch her, but she had to carefully plan a way to escape. Even if she couldn't escape, she had to try to spread the news to the prince, so that the prince would know where she was, instead of really going to the Liao Kingdom to ask for someone.
Just as Song Jianing was absent-mindedly eating steamed buns with Guo Xiao, in the far north, the secret guard of Shouwang's mansion ran all night, and finally arrived at the Zhenzhou camp at dawn, knelt in front of his own prince, bowed his head and pleaded guilty. Early in the morning, I suddenly heard that the princess princess had been kidnapped by the Khitans. Eunuch Fu swayed a bit, but before he could stand still, he first looked at the prince on the main seat. Hold the saber around your waist!
Is this mad to kill
Eunuch Fu threw himself down on his knees, lest the prince be so angry that he would kill him.
Zhao Heng wanted to kill people, wanted to kill the dark guard in front of him, and killed all the guards he left in the palace. She and her daughter could even be kidnapped by the Khitan people without leaving home. Are these people trash!
Unable to reveal his anger, Zhao Heng controlled his hand, but he suddenly stood up and kicked Anwei in the heart!
"My subordinates are guilty, and they deserve death!" The dark guard wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, knelt upright again, and sincerely confessed his guilt, "However, please be careful, my subordinates and others will stay vigil all night, and no one can overturn the three walls of the palace. Entering the wall, the other party must first sneak into the palace, and then ambush from the palace to the garden of the palace, waiting for the opportunity."