"yes!"
Zongzheng Fusu answered with one word, concise and clear, and he didn't bother to deny it. With a hook of his long arm, he brought Dongfang Jing into his arms, and continued to kiss the thin lips that he hadn't touched just now!
Dongfang Jing's complexion suddenly sank, and she took off his mask with a snap, and fell out of the carriage, just happened to hit a stone pier by the side of the road, and was smashed to pieces!
Only then did Zongzheng Fusu realize that she was angry.
But what was she angry about
Because he always forces her to do that kind of thing? Doesn't she like it? Between husband and wife, it should be done, isn't it? Besides, they don't even have children yet, shouldn't they work harder and give birth to a big fat boy earlier to play
Zongzheng Fusu was stunned. He could see through the court's conspiracy, go to battle to kill the enemy, and defeat the prince, but he just couldn't see through such a woman's petty thoughts.
"What are you doing?" He frowned at her.
Dongfang Jing was about to explode, yet the other party asked her what she was doing so calmly. At the beginning, she thought about letting Zi Yan go, but even if she did, she should have opened the mouth. What does he mean by letting Zi Yan go on purpose? Because of years of companionship and long-term love, are you reluctant? !
"Since the lord pity Ziyan so much, let's go find Ziyan. Why bother with my concubine in a broken carriage?" Dongfang Jing's expression was cold, and her words were filled with ruthlessness, "Although Ziyan was broken, but she has long hair and fluttering hair, and her martial arts can be regarded as a beauty comparable to the prince. The prince chose her for a reason."
Zongzheng Fusu suddenly came to his senses, and an inconceivable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "So? Third sister, are you jealous of Ziyan?"
Dongfang Jing said nothing.
Zongzheng Fusu moved his body, leaned against her, and forcibly pressed her against his chest.
Dongfang Jing didn't get a reasonable explanation, so she twisted her body desperately, trying to escape from his embrace.
"Don't move!" Zongzheng Fusu suddenly said, pressing one of her ears, "Listen! Listen carefully to this king! Who is this king's heart beating for?!"
Dongfang Jing was sternly stopped by him, so she had to give up struggling and calm down.
Plop! Plop! poof...
Zongzheng Fusu's heart seemed to be equipped with a natural loudspeaker. The sound of the heartbeat was amplified dozens of times in the quiet night, and the beating became faster and faster, far exceeding the level of normal people!
double? !
Well, it has to be twice as much.
Dongfang Jing thought he was sick, so she suddenly raised her head and looked at him in panic.
Zongzheng Fusu tapped his chest, and said with a very serious expression, "Do you hear me clearly? This king's heart can only beat so fast in front of you! It's so fast that I feel like I'm going to die immediately!" It’s worth it! What kind of thing is Ziyan? If this king can take a fancy to her, why didn’t he attack her sooner? Do you have to wait until she is humiliated by hundreds of people before thinking of her pair of broken shoes?!”
"Then why..." Dongfang Jing frowned and looked at him, wanting to ask, but when she saw the unhealed scar on his body, her heart softened immediately, and she couldn't make a sound anymore.
Seeing the guilt on her face, Zongzheng Fusu heaved a long sigh of relief, put her down, pressed her body and said, "You have obeyed the fourth brother, and the fourth brother will tell you, why is the fourth brother Let Ziyan go."