The people in the main house in the inner courtyard actually heard the movement early in the morning, Du Miaoru put on her clothes and opened the door, and when she saw that it was her, she looked a little embarrassed, this princess didn't come often, and she usually looked very strong, so she didn't know how to greet her for a while.

Cui Wanqing's nose was slightly fanned and she smelled a familiar smell, even the strange fragrance of the Western Regions in the house couldn't hide it, she couldn't help but cross the master's house and broke straight into the house, Du Miaoru was suddenly a little overwhelmed.

"Princess, you ......"

Seeing that she had already crossed the sixteen-open sandalwood silk screen blocking the hall, and entered the inner room without stopping, Du Miaoru was so shocked that her words were cut off in her mouth, and she said that the noble lady of the high door is recuperating well?

"How do you know I'm here?" Liu Ji, who was lying under the quilt with her upper body exposed, looked at the woman in costume who suddenly appeared.

"I didn't know you were here."

Cui Wanqing's face was slightly red, as soon as she heard Shen's words, she couldn't care about anything, she didn't think about how embarrassed she would be if this Lang Jun wasn't referring to Liu Ji.

Her answer made Liu Ji smile softly, straightened up and patted the bed to signal her to sit down, Cui Wanqing peeked behind her.

"Miao Niang?"

"Don't worry, she's my woman too."

The word "also" suddenly made her pretty face blush, and Cui Wanqing walked over hesitantly, but did not sit down on the couch.

"I'm not used to other people's beds."

And cleanliness? Liu Ji shouted loudly, and Du Miaoru came in from outside, her eyes rolling on the two of them.

"What do you see, hurry up and prepare a clean mattress, the princess wants to take a nap."

"Ah, well, the slave will come when he goes."

Cui Wanqing lowered her head, her face was so red that she could drip water, and she couldn't wait to find a hole in the ground to get into, but a pair of feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and she couldn't move.

Soon, Du Miaoru took a few maids to change all the bedding in the house, and those bedding were worth a lot of money at a glance, but I was afraid that it would be more luxurious than what she used in the palace.

"Don't worry, the princess, these are things that have never been used, I'm afraid that the gods can also live, and the slaves will go to practice the repertoire, and if there is something to order."

Du Miaoru said in an ambiguous tone in her ear, Cui Wanqing closed her eyes tightly, and she didn't dare to come out, only to hear the door being gently slammed shut, a pair of big hands pulled her shoulders over, and the man's voice sounded in her ears.

"Aren't you in a hurry today?"

Raising his head in front of the man's gaze, the first thing that entered his eyes was the scar on his chest, the two had long been familiar with each other, but it was the first time to see it so closely, if he was afraid that he couldn't help but scream before, but after intimate contact, he only felt that those injuries were like hurting on his body.

The seventeen-year-old boy Lang already had a burly body, half a head taller than her, Cui Wanqing couldn't help but put her face on his chest, feeling the roughness brought by those scars, listening to the powerful beating in her ears, and the strong breath on the man's body.

"Today, I wanted to go to the Great Mercy and Grace Temple to burn pillar incense, and I came here to sit and sit, but I never thought that I would meet you."

"So it's called fate."

Cui Wanqing nodded silently, the man's words hit her heart, if it wasn't fate, how could it be so coincidental.

Neither of them was in a hurry to make a move, one was that the desire to finish the work was not high, and the other was that the time was still early and not in a hurry, it was rare to have a space to be alone, Cui Wanqing was reluctant to miss it, and after a while, she felt the man's hand untie her clothes.

"Gorou is not a talented man and a wonderful lady...... Is that so? ”

"Sister, I'm cold, can we sit on the couch and talk?"

Cui Wanqing was so ashamed that the roots of her ears were hot, and the man took off her coat, wrapped his arms around her waist, and got into the quilt.

The two hugged each other and lay down, Cui Wanqing told him the purpose of his coming, Liu Ji couldn't help but be a little surprised, what kind of operation was this.

Is conscience found?

"If you have such a good intention, why did you want to drive her away in the first place?"

"Kind?" A trace of coldness flashed in Cui Wanqing's eyes: "Wulang is a battlefield killing god, but he is a bodhisattva, but do you know that among the high-ranking families, the most important thing is to be kind, and the slave does this just to tell him that his biological mother is in whose hands, even if he pretends to be safe, otherwise, Hugh blames the slave for being ruthless, and the mother and son can't tolerate it." ”

Liu Ji's brain suddenly stirred, and he said that he was really too kind, this habit was not good, and he had to change.

"What can a ten-year-old get in the way?"

"Who has given him the birthright to stand in my way?"

Liu Ji's heart suddenly jumped "boom", and he could only hear the fragrant words spit out from the pair of delicate cherry lips.

"Marry him, just for that position, otherwise he will be worthy of him, Gorou can know that since that night, the slave has not let him get close again, so he hopes that he can get his wish overnight."

The beautiful woman in his arms looked up at him, her moving eyes flashed with crystal light, her white skin was dyed pink by the red glow, and the intoxicating aroma of the Chinese person came to her nose, breaking his heart defense little by little.

That's still waiting for a yarn.

Liu Ji rudely pressed her under her, her hands and feet kept tearing her clothes, the two bodies gradually became hot, spring filled the room, and even the air was full of obscenity.

......

This time it was more fierce than before, and it took longer, and when Liu Ji got up, the woman was still clutching his back, and her slender nails sank into the flesh, leaving obvious pinching marks.

"Sister, can we not use violence against the injured?"

Cui Wanqing smiled a little embarrassedly, but didn't let go of him: "Can Gorou stay for a while." ”

"Okay."

Liu Ji turned sideways and hugged her into his arms, and the woman's body was sweating, making her skin feel like a layer of oil, and it was extremely smooth.

Liu Ji sniffed her hair, and suddenly heard the woman's lazy voice.

"Gorou is so fierce today, did he hear about the slave's plan and be moved?"

"Aren't you afraid that in the future, when the child is born like this, he will be angry and ashamed?"

I have to admit that the prospect that the woman said made him indeed have a strong sense of stimulation, men are desperate to build the country, women sleep and rob it, and they have to raise children for others, who is this truth to say?

"So what, does he dare to declare it to the public?"

Cui Wanqing pursed her lips disdainfully, she now sees her husband's face more and more clearly, women are just embellishments to him, and they can exchange anything in front of interests, even if it is a beloved, as long as the Yang family is not favored, her status in the mansion will not be threatened in any way, and she will be cold? She wished that the other party would disappear now, and it was better that she would never appear in front of her.

Thinking that his child might become the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Liu Ji's desire to fade rose inexplicably, and Cui Wanqing, who felt this change, smiled charmingly.

"Come on, my hero, slave can stand it." ()

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