An idea quickly flashed through the ambitious Ji Tu's mind, yes! Why don't I take advantage of her, give her what she wants, and do what I want.

Seeing that he was really interested in himself, Zheng Ji thought to himself, so he raised his hand and beckoned to Qiu Ping, the personal maid he brought from the Song Kingdom.

"What do you command, Madame?"

Zheng Ji glanced at the other maids and said, "The scenery in this garden is unique, but my mouth is dry, you can send them down to get some water!" After saying that, he bent down and rubbed his calves a few times.

"No! Slave and maid, go now! ”

Qiu Ping saw it in her eyes, so she arranged for the other attendants to take the water and the fan to take the fan, and they all instructed her to go back anyway, leaving Qiu Ju, who was the same as herself and grew up with Zheng Ji in Song Guo and Zheng Ji since she was a child, to accompany Zheng Ji.

Zheng Ji wanted to cover it, but it was Sima Zhao's heart, which was known to passers-by, but it was also in Ji's sudden arms.

The begonias in the garden are in full bloom, bursts of fragrance with the wind into the heart, Zheng Ji is graceful, graceful and graceful into the flowers, I heard the sound of clogs approaching him, and Ji Tu's indigo blue clothing has fallen into the corner of Zheng Ji's eyes.

She didn't look back, but pretended not to know, leaned down gently, revealing her slender and white neck, closed her eyes and greedily sniffed the intoxicating fragrance of flowers, and her long black and silky hair slid to her cheeks, blocking Ji Tu's view of the flowers.

"There is a beautiful woman in the deep boudoir, the eyebrows are frowning, the flowers are independent, are you willing to enjoy the fragrance together?"

At this time, Zheng Ji's posture was particularly sultry, and Ji Tu was already unable to control herself, so she quietly came to Zheng Ji's side and gently picked Zheng Ji's hanging hair behind her shoulders with the handle of the fan.

Zheng Ji's face blushed before he spoke, and he hurriedly glanced around, bit his lips lightly, lowered his head and said with a shy face: "Son, please respect yourself, it's not good for your subordinates to see it!" ”

Zheng Ji's appearance of wanting to refuse and welcome made Ji suddenly reluctant to give up, salivating, eager to go further, pretending to be very wronged and saying, "I didn't do anything, what's wrong?" ”

Ji Tu coughed lightly twice, shaking the feather fan in his hand, and he didn't know if there was any wind.

Zheng Ji's eyebrows and eyes were lowered, her face was pink, and she was moving: "Don't disturb the son's flower appreciation, the concubine will retire first!" As he spoke, he moved the lotus step lightly and prepared to return to the palace.

said to leave, but did not move for half a minute.

She wanted to capture the trick very measured, and she only made Ji Tu anxious to take it down on the spot.

"Why did the beauty leave in a hurry when she saw my son? Could it be that I can't eat people? Ji Tu stretched out his fan again and blocked Zheng Ji's way.

"Where does the son say, the concubine is just afraid that this lonely man and widow will stay together for a long time, and let people spread some gossip, which is not good for you and me!"

The so-called pair of pupils cut autumn water, two points of starry eyes charm all beings, Zheng Ji Han cut a bright eye, staring straight at Ji Tu.

Ji Tu put one hand behind his back, turned the handle of the fan with the other, and his eyes were also firmly fixed on Zheng Ji's eyes and sighed softly: "My brother Junhou is busy with approving official documents and handling state affairs all day long, and it is really embarrassing to leave such a beautiful lady aside!" ”

The four eyes are facing each other, their eyes are like torches, and sparks are flying.

At this time, the maids who went back to get their belongings came back one after another.

Ji suddenly lost first, hooked his lips and smiled, turned around gracefully, shook his feather fan lightly, looked at the maids, and turned to Zheng Ji deliberately raised his voice and said: "There is a good jasmine tea in this son's house, fresh and elegant, taste a mouthful, lips and teeth are fragrant, Mrs. might as well go to this son's house for a get-together, how about a game of fragrant tea?" ”

"That concubine is better than obeying her fate, and I hope that the son will teach her!"

Zheng Ji knew that this was Ji Tu creating a chance for the two of them to be alone, so she stopped twisting, and took a few sips of tea brought by the maid who was very good at being a person, and said to them with a smile: "This palace is going to visit the Gongzi's Mansion, you can step down and let Qiu Ping go with the palace." ”

"By the way, Qiu Ju, after you go down, give them some of the incense powder we brought from Song Kingdom!" Zheng Ji winked at Qiu Ju, the other maids hung their heads and obeyed, and only Qiu Ju and Qiu Ping understood what she meant.

"No! Slave and maid, let's do it! Qiu Ju looked at Zheng Ji, nodded solemnly, and led the other maids to leave first.

Ji suddenly snapped his fingers, and after a while, an entourage came running. Ji Tu whispered a few words in his ear, and his entourage turned to leave.

"Beauty, please!" Ji Tu bowed down and made a gesture of please, Zheng Ji moved slightly, floating like a fairy, and walked out of the back garden with Ji Tu left and right.

A gorgeous sedan chair stopped on the side of the road, Ji Tu signaled to Qiu Ping, Qiu Ping understood and helped Zheng Ji onto the sedan chair.

The grandeur of the Prince's Mansion is second only to the palace, the scenery in the courtyard is beautiful, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the landscape green plants are trimmed in a particularly chic way, which can be seen that the owner is a very tasteful person.

Gongzi Ji Tu directly led Zheng Ji into the inner room, and instructed the slaves and maids to send melons and fruits fragrant tea, and then put down a purple curtain on the door, and told the slaves and maids that no one should break in without permission to disturb him and his wife.

The gorgeous decoration of the interior is no less than that of the royal palace, whether it is from the exquisite carvings, porcelain, calligraphy and painting, guqin, as well as exquisite ornaments, cloth and green plants, etc., all show the taste and taste of the owner.

Ji Tu sat in front of the guqin and performed a song affectionately, but like a teacher who was not paying attention in class, always thinking about the birds on the branches outside the window, his eyes did not look at the guqin, but stared at the beauty in front of him and wandered, but even if he was distracted, he could play a gorgeous movement.

The corner of Zheng Ji's eyes was bright, knowing that Ji Tu was looking at her, but he deliberately pretended not to know and did not look at each other, and stayed on the carved wooden bed carved with exquisite hollow patterns.

I saw that the bed curtain was made of purple silk cloth with multiple folds, and the roses embroidered with the same color silk thread on the top of the bed frame were lifelike, and each flower was decorated with strings of beautiful beaded curtains underneath.

I don't want to be seen by the sharp-eyed Ji Tu.

"Beauty, what are you laughing at?"

"I didn't ...... It's nothing...... Maybe it's because I think the son's bedroom is very elegant, the mood is happy, and the concubine laughs from the bottom of her heart! ”

"Oh? Really! If the beauty really likes it, that's great! I'm going to come back more often in the future! Ji Tu said and threw a wink at Zheng Ji.

Zheng Ji hurriedly shifted her gaze and quickly came to a blooming phalaenopsis in front of the window, admiring it quietly to hide her inner panic.

At this time, Zheng Ji's heart not only did not calm down, but accompanied by the sound of approaching footsteps, she became more and more unable to calm down.

At this moment, Ji suddenly hugged her into her arms from behind, and Zheng Ji's heart was pounding, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

Both hands broke his hand hard, and just as he was about to blame Ji Tu on one side of his head, his lips were surrounded by a cloud of blazing heat, and he was suffocated...... A wave of vertigo...... The voice was coquettish......

Zheng Ji was picked up by a pair of solid arms, and came to the delicate carved bed that she was very interested in, the beautiful purple curtain covered everything that should not be seen, as the wooden bed played an ancient music, the beaded curtains on the top of the bed frame collided with each other, and the rings of emerald ding one after another were very pleasant, which made people even more excited, and she finally knew the magic of the beaded curtain on the bed frame......