Of course, it was dyed red, of course!
He was so cruel last night, her lower body was already dripping with blood! In order to prevent the bed sheet from being soiled, she temporarily put on an extra mattress.
Zongzheng Fusu will be skeptical.
Dongfang Jing had a frank face, "Fourth Brother, just go and see for yourself! If you really don't care about my body and want to fight in blood... Third Sister will give up her life to accompany the gentleman, so that you can have a good time!"
Dongfang Jing was sure that he would not want to hurt Zhongli Wanyun, and looked at him with burning eyes.
Zongzheng Fusu really didn't believe it. In order to ensure that this girl was not deliberately avoiding him, he stretched out his palm, and immediately touched the mattress under her, pulled it out carefully, and threw it under the bed!
The hot summer sun shone into the room, reflecting the blood on the mattress particularly glaringly.
"Third sister, you...you..." Zongzheng Fusu looked at Dongfang Jing in disbelief.
Dongfang Jing looked at him calmly.
Zongzheng Fusu suddenly looked like a deflated ball, turned over quickly and lay down, coughed lightly, fastened his clothes, and said solemnly, "You have a good rest. When you recover your body, what you haven't done today, is the fourth brother?" It will be made up!"
Dongfang Jing's face was as red as a boiled shrimp. She couldn't answer his words at all.
Fortunately, at this time, there was a knock on the door outside the house at the right time.
Across a door, Dongmei reported, "Master, the imperial concubine has handed over the post, asking master to go to Tianyu Tea House to listen to the opera."
"Listening to an opera?" Dongfang Jing frowned.
Shen Niangniang knew that she was Dongfang Jing, she had not avenged her revenge, how could she have any interest in listening to the show, maybe she had some news to inform her.
Zongzheng Fusu frowned, still unable to figure out why his little princess had such a good relationship with Shen Zhaoyu.
"Yes." Dongmei agreed, "The imperial concubine said that this afternoon I will sing 'Ling Shuang Aoxue', which was my previous master's favorite."
Ling Shuang and Aoxue
Zongzheng Fusu's pupils tightened suddenly, he turned his head, walked quickly to the side of the bed, and stared at the woman on the bed with burning eyes!
What play is that
It was about the story of the female general who died in the snow in the Battle of Mobei a hundred years ago! Back then, Ah Jing was obsessed with the battlefield and often went out with him. Her favorite song was Ling Shuang Aoxue!
His little princess was raised in a deep boudoir... why? Do you also like this kind of arrogant drama
Zongzheng Fusu was full of doubts, carefully capturing every detail of Dongfang Jing's face, not wanting to let go of any subtle expression!
Although he and she already had a relationship as husband and wife, but because of Murong Qianjue's relationship, he never got to the bottom of her past!
I never asked her why she knew that he was Yuchi Wuyou!
He never asked her why she turned into Chi Jing in a military uniform and met him again and again!
"Mother... Your mother remembered it wrong!" Dongfang Jing's eyes moved slightly, her fingers had already pierced the bed sheet under her body, her eyes were fixed on Zongzheng Fusu, and she raised her voice and said to the window, "I like to listen to 'Ling Shuang Aoxue'." 'Yes, it's Ben Gong's senior sister! The reason why Ben Gong mentioned this piece of music in front of her is just because I remembered my senior sister for a while!"
When Zongzheng Fusu heard the words, the long eyelashes of those shining eyes just now blinked, and the starlight dimmed instantly, and then turned into a look of tranquility.
Dongfang Jing couldn't see through, but the man straightened up and withdrew his anxious gaze.
She was able to breathe.