Jing Zirong came to Qingxin Pavilion after hurriedly dealing with things, and when he pushed open the door, he saw such a scene: Ling Xin'er was wearing a plain long skirt and half lying on the soft couch to read a book, this book was obviously the "Chronicles of the Rivers and Mountains" that he had just sent to her, this woman's taste is really special, and she likes to read some books on the art of politics and war. A plate www.biquge.info of pastries and a pot of tea are placed on a low table next to the soft couch in the pen "Fun" Pavilion, which makes the whole room linger with a fresh fragrance. Her expression was indifferent and her posture was languid, and she didn't even lift her eyelids when she heard the door knock.

Jing Zirong closed the door and stood in front of her in a few steps, his tall figure shrouded her whole body in shadows.

Ling Xin'er slowly raised her head at this time, "The prince blocked the concubine's light." Her tone was calm, as if she were just stating a fact.

Jing Zirong hooked his lips and smiled: "It's not early, Mrs. Ling doesn't plan to serve this king to rest?" He deliberately reminded her of who she was and what she was supposed to do, and he wanted to see how she would respond.

Ling Xin'er put down the book, got up and sat up, "The concubine is inconvenient to serve the prince today, and the concubine feels guilty, so she made this pastry and tea with her own hands and dedicated it to the prince." She got up and poured a cup of tea and put it in front of him, "Please sit down, it's not early now, the prince must be a little hungry, sleeping on an empty stomach is not good for the body, the prince tastes, although these are not exquisite, but they are light and refreshing!" She said as she pushed the pastry in front of him.

"Oh?" Is it really inconvenient? This woman is really good at making excuses, doesn't she know that this excuse can't be used often! Jing Zirong sat on the low stool next to him, he reached out and twisted a piece of peach blossom cake and put it in his mouth, well, soft and delicious, fragrant but not greasy. He picked up the tea in front of him again and tasted it, he nodded lightly, "It tastes good, this is peach blossom tea?" ”

Ling Xin'er smiled and nodded, "Well, this is made by the concubine herself, I feel that the taste is acceptable, and I have sent someone to send some to the prince this afternoon." There is also this peach blossom cake, which is delicious and easy to digest, and it doesn't hurt for the prince to eat more. ”

Jing Zirong stopped talking and continued to taste elegantly. After a while, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, "This king is full, rest!" Then he began to undress himself and get ready for bed. Don't look at him as a prince, because he often fights with the army and the conditions are limited, so he has always been accustomed to doing some trivial things by himself.

Ling Xin'er was a little dumbfounded, can't this Jing Zirong understand human words? "Lord, the concubine just said that the concubine's body is inconvenient..."

"This king knows, don't worry, this king never makes it difficult for others!" He paused only slightly, and then continued to take it off, by which time all he had left was a white undershirt.

"Never be strong?" Ling Xin'er blurted out, this bastard actually told the lie so smoothly. I don't know who caught her blood and forcibly took away her first night, so I always have to find an opportunity to calculate it in the future.

"Ugh!" Jing Zirong's face instantly darkened, "That time was just an accident!" It was true that he couldn't help himself, but it was also true that he forced her. He looked at her a little depressedly, "Why don't you come up and rest soon?" As far as your body is concerned, this king is not interested in asking for it now! He pulled the quilt and lay down on the outside of the bed. This woman is really hateful, is he so annoying? He drove him away with such a red fruit!

Ling'er is messy, don't ordinary men dislike women's Kwai Shui for being dirty? Or even stay away? Why is this man still lying in her bed? She looked at the half of the vacated space on the bed and struggled in her heart, and it seemed impossible to continue to bombard him away. What if you go out to sleep on your own? It doesn't seem to fit the identity. Well, since he's promised not to touch her, she'll just do it! Besides, I gave it to him for the first time, so what's there to be embarrassed about? While persuading herself, Ling Xin'er slowly took off her coat and lay on the inside of the bed.

She turned to face the wall and closed her eyes tightly. Jing Zirong looked at her stiff body, and with a wave of his hand, the candlelight was extinguished instantly, and then he closed his eyes gently. Long... Her breathing slowed down, her body slowly relaxed, Jing Zirong reached out and pulled her body over, gently pulled into his arms, and the two of them had a good night's sleep...