CHAPTER XLIII

Seeing that the sacrifice was not accepted for a long time, Jiang Yun was a little tired with his hand, so he simply took back the sachet, and sighed silently in his heart, borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, people don't want it, forget it, keep it for yourself. Here, Ding Wanchun saw Jiang Yun's action of wanting to give the sachet to the sacrifice, so she hurriedly ran over and pulled Jiang Yun to the corner, "Miss Jiang, you are stupid, how can the girl's sachet be given away casually!" This act of giving sachets can be regarded as a confession to the person you like! Ding Wanchun stomped her feet and said, "What's more, this is my sachet, you can have a snack!" Flicked Jiang Yun's head, and blamed him dotingly.

"I see, I have to find a time, let me give you a good pulse, why did you forget so much! I thought you just forgot a little bit, but I didn't expect even common sense to be gone!? Fool" Jiang Yun touched his hair, smiled so embarrassedly, secretly pinned the sachet to his waist, and was silent.

Ding Wanchun saw that she was so embarrassed, so she didn't say any more, and went to the side alone to prepare medicinal materials for self-defense. Sacrifice Xu watched Ding Wanchun leave, secretly surprised, now they are finally two people, guessing whether she will come over, just didn't take the sachet, just because it was not hers, ignoring her kindness, I don't know if she cares. Glances snapped into her scrutinizing gaze.

Jiang Yun blushed and withdrew his gaze. He lowered his body, took a branch in his hand, poked the ant's nest, poked the mud, and pushed them forward behind the ants.

A pair of crescent white boots suddenly appeared in front of the empty sight, Jiang Yun had observed the shoes more than once, of course he understood who it was, but he still chose to be an ostrich, and the taste of rejection was uncomfortable, although there may be a reason, but he didn't explain, and he felt a little bad in his heart.

"Miss Jiang, is the ant nest fun?" Xu Xu looked at her black little head, sometimes swinging around, sometimes nodding, sometimes frozen, this look is very much like Wu Nian, ah, no, it should be said that Wu Nian looks like her.

Jiang Yun was still clinging to the branches under his hands, ignoring him. His hands also used his strength, poking hard at the dirt and splashing at random, a little splash on the crescent-white boots, and finally the clean shoes were stained, until the dirt was poked over, and the branches were broken and flew out. Sacrifice Xu picked up the broken branch that flew out, squatted next to Jiang Yun, and next to her scribble, wrote the two big words "Sacrifice Xu", which was strong and powerful.

Jiang Yun naturally looked at what the sacrifice had written, and suddenly a blush appeared on his face, looking at what he had just subconsciously written, "Ji Xu, Jiang Yun"... At this moment, Jiang Yun wanted to make a hole in the ground, and he had the heart to get into it. I also wrote the wrong name of the person, now I really don't have to stand up anymore, I don't have the face to see people!

But "sacrifice", do you have this surname?! Isn't the royal family surnamed Ji!? Jiang Yun wondered, but he didn't dare to ask, it's good to be silent at this time, the more embarrassed he is, his little eyes drifted into the distance, why hasn't Ding Wanchun come back yet, how long has it been since he went?!

After being silent for too long, the priest suddenly said, "Miss Jiang, are you not ready to get up, and you are not ready to return to the king's words!?" The voice suddenly became cold, "This king asks you, is the ant nest fun?" The coldness and majesty in the words of the sacrifice frightened Jiang Yun, she stayed in place and was stunned for a while, as if she had been evil, and slowly stood up, her legs were still a little trembling when she stood up because she had squatted for too long, but she suppressed it and controlled herself from falling towards the sacrifice Xu.

Jiang Yun froze and swallowed nervous saliva, was he trying to murder her just now, was he using his so-called hierarchical rights to force her? His connivance with her made her almost forget that this is not a legal society, and the royal family here is the right. She forgot about it, there is still a difference in dignity between them, she is just a woman from an official family, and he is high up and has the power of life and death.

"Back to the prince, it's okay, the courtiers want to go to Sister Xia Ding, take the first step." After Jiang Yun finished speaking, she turned around and ran, as if there was a bull-headed ghost chasing her behind.

Seeing that she ran away, the sacrifice Xu reacted, his tone of voice was a little rushed, she was so strong in self-control, in front of women, she couldn't control it!

Where did Ding Wanchun find the medicinal materials? When Jiang Yun ran out, she found that there were lush trees everywhere, and it was not easy to find someone, so after thinking about it, she would better stay here and be quiet, and go back later, she didn't want to see the sacrifice, she felt uncomfortable, she wanted to be alone.

The spring wind is cold and cold, it's April, and the cold wind blows up, and it still inevitably gets goosebumps. Jiang Yun unconsciously gathered his clothes, but the clothes were too thin, so he froze.

Suddenly, a pair of hands were wrapped around him, the top of his head was leaning on her shoulder, and the hot breath exhaled sprayed on the back of Jiang Yun's neck, Su Su was numb, and his body was much warmer all of a sudden. "Yun'er, are you still angry?" The cold voice of the priest came from behind, and his hands tightened hard.

Jiang Yun's face blushed because of the exhaled heat and this strange posture, and he grabbed the slender fingers of the priest with both hands, struggling to escape from his embrace, this posture was too ambiguous, Jiang Yun couldn't bear it, "Lord Wang, you let go!" "With some girls' soft voices, and a little angry.

Jiang Yun couldn't break free from the sacrifice, and with a force under his feet, he abused the sacrifice boots again, and he didn't let go because of the pain, but hugged it tighter and closer.

"Sacrifice, you let me go, I'll tell you, if you don't let go, I'll fight with you!" Jiang Yun jumped straight to his feet angrily, and gave a slap to a date, the old routine! Sacrifice Xu let go of his hands, broke Jiang Yun over, and faced him head-on.

"Good, don't be angry, it's my fault today!" Sacrifice Xu coaxed gently, holding her waist with one hand, rubbing it up and down, and stroking her head with the other, Jiang Yun felt that his body was about to catch fire, and twisted around in the arms of Sacrifice Xu, pushing and shoving, "I'm not angry, Lord Wang, everyone has something to say, why do you do it!" "I'm really not angry."

"Don't move! Otherwise, I don't know what would have happened. The priest threatened softly, with some ****, Jiang Yun immediately stopped writhing, the woman obediently lowered her head, her long eyelashes were hanging with dewdrops, her upturned nose was slightly red, and her rosy lips were full and attractive. Sacrifice Xu lowered his head and pecked lightly, the sweet taste made him can't help but deepen the kiss.

Grabbed the woman's head and kissed it fiercely without saying a word. Jiang Yun held his breath, what a thing! Use all your strength. wanted to push him away, but this guy made up his mind and tightened his arms even more. Seeing that she didn't open her mouth, the sacrifice allowed her subordinates to exert a little force, the woman snorted softly, and her soft and dexterous tongue danced with it, Xiao wanted to hook his heart with a small tongue for a long time, he seemed to be a hairy boy, frizzy, and took her whole person into his arms.

The rapid breathing sounded in his ears, Jiang Yun was forced to raise his head to bear it, tears sliding down violently, and he tried his strength, but he couldn't shake him a point.

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