It was already around night, in the dark room, there were no lights, no candles, Song Ting's two eyes turned, except for the slight moonlight outside the window, but he couldn't see anything, he was lying on the bed at this time, but he couldn't sleep anyway......

At dusk, there was a brand army through the small iron window, brought him a bowl of rice, not bad enough to feed the dogs, there was meat and vegetables, but he couldn't eat anything, in this environment, I was afraid that no one could eat, he returned the meal to the brand army, the card army looked at him strangely, but did not say anything, the rice was taken away, he ate himself......

Zhou Chong, the secretary of Dali Temple, personally explained: "You must take good care of the person in this cell, he is not a prisoner."

These card soldiers were instructed, although they didn't know what Song Ting's identity was, but they also guessed that his identity was very important, so they naturally didn't dare to scold, let alone abuse.

So in fact, taking this bowl of rice as an example, it is already the best hospitality they can come up with, since he doesn't want it, naturally it can't be wasted.

But now, Song Ting touched his stomach, only to feel that his stomach was empty, and his hunger was unbearable......

The smell of that bowl of rice seemed to penetrate his nose, it was simply mouth-watering, and he began to regret not eating that bowl of rice, and when he thought about the smell of that bowl of rice, his body gradually weakened, and gradually, he fell into a deep sleep...... When people are hungry, they can easily fall asleep.

He had a dream, he dreamed that Zhen'er was dressed in fairy-like white clothes, smiling and beautiful, flying in the clouds, he dreamed that he also flew into the clouds, and rolled together with her, the clouds were so soft and soft, and Zhen'er's skin was so soft and soft, and it was so soft and soft close to him, so comfortable......

"Master......" A faint soft cry woke him up from his dream, and there was a soft and delicate body in the darkness that hugged him, gently pressing him under her, and she was close to him, and the two soft and full jade peaks pressed him almost out of breath......

"The host...... Do you want the slaves to serve you? With a coquettish whisper, she swam in his ear like a snake, and a warm soft wattle had passed through the obstacle and began to move very gently......

"Master, are you comfortable?" Listening to her whispering, Song Ting only felt that his blood was surging, and there was a hot feeling on his face, and his throat couldn't stop agitating up and down, and he seemed to have lost his strength, and he couldn't do anything else except lie down and enjoy.

"Stop......," he tried to speak, as if in a whisper, only he could hear. But she was face to face with him, rubbing her face against his, and he believed she could hear it.

"Stop...... I called you...... It's not like that...... "He was going crazy, and the extreme comfort coming from his body made his brain fall into a lack of oxygen, and he could barely even think.

The delicate body pressed on him began to move, from his left to the right, and her left hand was also changed to her right hand, the movements were natural, gentle and silent, he seemed to be able to see her holding the head of the mantis with one hand, staring at him playfully, but in the dark night, he couldn't see anything clearly, he just felt that his whole body was about to explode.

"Master, isn't this comfortable enough?" She deliberately gasped silently, touched his lips with her hand, pressed it, and leaned into his ear, as if blowing like an orchid, "Master, do you want something more comfortable?" ”

"Stop, I've got something to say."

"The slave family will not stop."

“……”

Song Ting gave up resisting, she was already pressing him, he didn't have any weapons on him that could resist, even the dagger capital was taken away by the guards in front of the palace, and he could only enjoy it silently.

However, when he thought that the princess's wife was still worried about himself thousands of miles away, he couldn't help but have hot eyes, and suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand, "Stop!" ”

"What's wrong?" A coquettish snort.

Song Ting sat up, forcibly suppressed all the lustful thoughts in his mind, and asked in a low voice, "You must do this to me, right?"

"Of course, the slave family will not hesitate to get the master." Her face was against him, a pair of soft wattles climbed on his shoulders, and a pair of soft and round jade peaks pressed against him, as if he could see that charming and bewitching face.

He took her hand away and whispered, "If you want to get me, it's not impossible, as long as you help me do something, I'll obey you, how about it?"

Her faint voice came softly from her ears, "The slave family is willing to do anything in order to get the master. ”

"It's not that hard."

"What's the matter?"

"Help me get a message."

"Another message?"

"Yes, go to Yangzhou, tell my wife, I was locked up by her father, let her think of a way, go through the relationship, and see if she can persuade her father to let me out......"

"Your wife?"

"It's my lady."

“……”

After explaining, hearing her promise to come down, Song Ting let her out, and was careful to be seen by the guards, she just got up to leave, he suddenly remembered something, and grabbed her with one hand.

She fell into his arms and smiled coquettishly: "What's wrong?" Want it now? ”

"I'll talk about it when I get out. I want to ask you, how did you get in? ”

"Oh, the slave came in by himself." Li Ji whispered, "Is it okay for the slave family to take the master out?" We are two nights and two flights...... Alas, no......"

Song Ting didn't know that she couldn't get the antidote, and she hadn't been alive for a long time, and thought that she thought that he and Zhen'er were more affectionate than Jinjian, so she gave up this idea, so her attitude towards her changed slightly, and she was a little moved: "Li Ji, what you did for me, I will definitely repay you." I'm a man who doesn't like to owe favors to others. ”

"Shh She raised a finger and gagged his lips: "The slave family is willing to do anything for the master." I'll go to Yangzhou. ”

"Well, that's right. You just tell her that I was locked up in Dali Temple by her father, and don't let her find a relationship to save me. It's good to let her come and see me, there are some things I want to say to her, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to say to her in the future. ”

"Okay, listen to the master."

"Well, go ahead."

…

After Li Ji left, Song Ting couldn't sleep anymore, so he stood up, next to the small iron window, and looked at the night outside......

The night is as cold as water, the shadows of the trees are swaying, he is here now, almost isolated from the world, he feels unusually aggrieved, but he didn't expect that the two people he valued the least - a Song Jiang and a Li Ji - had already begun to run for him outside......

He thought about it, just these two people, I'm afraid it's not enough, next time Song Jiang comes back, he has to let him bring Lu Junyi too.

"Damn the imperial power, the emperor alone has the final say, abolish the daughter's title, and imprison the son-in-law...... This kind of thing can only be done by a faint gentleman like you, Zhao Jinji! ”

Looking out the window, he complained indignantly, and slammed his fist on the yellow mud wall, and suddenly the dirt fell......

(End of chapter)