Xiao Zhouhou knew that he, like the official family, wanted to experience the pleasure of conquest by raping him, the queen who surrendered, and although Zhao Yuanxi was only thirteen years old, his strength was far greater than his own, and he couldn't resist at all, so he spread his hands outstretched, like a dead man, bit his lip, and let him go crazy in his body.

Zhao Yuanxi had already taken off his pants, but the fierce resistance of Xiao Zhouhou before made Zhao Yuanxu very excited, but now, Xiao Zhouhou was like a dead man, which made him less interested, and he drank too much, so he couldn't get up, so he said viciously: "Empress Xiao Zhou of the Southern Tang Kingdom, where is your emperor brother?" There he is? Does he know that you are lying under me at this moment? Wait for one day, Lao Tzu will × you in front of him, × you to death, and let him see his queen ......! ”

He was talking excitedly when suddenly a slender hand reached over and pinched his two eggs in his hand and squeezed them violently!

"Ahh

Zhao Yuanxi felt a heart-rending pain, which spread from his crotch all over his body, and he wanted to break free, but moving could only make him more painful. His eyes rolled and he hissed, "Let go of ......, let go of my ......, spare your life......"

The voice of Xiao Zhouhou gritting his teeth came from his ears: "If you don't let me live, I'll let you die!" I swear! ”

For the sake of her husband's safety, Xiao Zhouhou can tolerate officials and even princes ruining her body, but if she rapes herself in front of her husband, what face do you have to stand in front of your husband? At that time, there was only one death. In that case, let's fight to the death now!

Zhao Yuanxi was already fainting from pain, rolling his eyes, gasping for air, and said with difficulty: "I was wrong...... spare my life......!" ”

At this moment, Zhao Yuanzuo walked in quickly, holding a letter in his hand. Seeing this scene, he was taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab Zhao Yuanxi's clothes: "Second brother! You can't do this! Get up! ”

"Ahh Zhao Yuanzuo pulled him hard, which made Zhao Yuanzuo scream in pain. Zhao Yuanzuo realized that something was wrong, and quickly let go, saying, "What's wrong?" What's going on? ”

Xiao Zhouhou's pretty face was distorted and deformed because of extreme shame, and he said viciously: "Open the door!" Let me go! Otherwise, I'll beat him up! ”

Zhao Yuanzuo understood what was going on, and he was frightened, so he hurriedly ran to the door, asked the servants outside to open the door, and then shouted: "Open the door!" Open all the doors! Send Mrs. Zheng Guo! ”

One by one, the servants outside carried the sound, and doors opened.

Xiao Zhou let go of his hand and pushed Zhao Yuanxu away hard, Zhao Yuanxu curled up, his eyes rolled white, and he had passed out in pain.

Xiao Zhou got up later. Zhao Yuanzuo saw the bare twin peaks in Xiao Zhouhou's torn clothes at a glance, and quickly turned around.

Xiao Zhouhou smacked the ground, grabbed the placket of her clothes, covered her chest, turned around and staggered out of the door, she didn't want to take the carriage of the second prince, went around, and ran into the snowstorm.

This courtyard is huge, originally, Xiao Zhouhou couldn't find the direction to go out, but at this moment, the doors were opened, and Xiao Zhouhou just followed the open door and trotted out.

Finally, she rushed out of the second prince's palace and ran out into the street.

At this moment, it was the dead of night, and it was snowing heavily, and there was no one on the street. After a small week, he ran along the street. She had taken off her embroidered shoes before, but now, with only a pair of thin socks on her feet, stepping on the biting snow and ice, she had completely ignored it, and just ran forward with all her might.

When she was exhausted, she happened to step on a piece of ice, fell into the ice and snow, hit her head on the ground, and immediately fainted.

There was no one on the street, and the wind and snow were getting heavier and heavier, and soon, most of Xiao Zhouhou's body was buried in the snow.

At this time, a vermilion lacquer door on the side of the street opened a gap, and two women flashed out, judging from the dress, but they were two female nuns, holding a long sword in their hands, looking around vigilantly, and then quickly came to Xiao Zhouhou's side, first observed, one of the younger squatted down, groped Xiao Zhouhou's body, and turned back and said: "Senior sister, she has no blades on her!" ”

The older one nodded and said, "It may be that the passerby is hungry and faint, not a thief with a plan." ”

"What to do? No matter? ”

"It doesn't matter if she's going to freeze to death!"

"I think I'm almost dead, and my body is frozen."

"Then don't hurry up and carry it in!"

"Oh!" The younger nun handed the long sword in her hand to her senior sister, lifted Xiao Zhouhou up as if she had nothing, carried it on her back, and walked quickly into the gate.

In the courtyard, a cold-faced old nun stood in the wind and snow, looking at them.

The elderly nun stepped forward and bowed and said, "Master, it is a passer-by, probably frozen and faint, without a blade on her body, not a thief. ”

"Hmmm! Go to the wings. ”

The nun carried Xiao Zhou back into the house and put it on the bed. Lao Ni sat down on the edge of the bed, lifted his wrist to check the pulse, muttered for a while, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a pill, stuffed it into Xiao Zhouhou's mouth, pinched it on her throat, and Xiao Zhouhou swallowed it with a grunt. Lao Ni turned around and said, "Take a clean dress, change her into wet clothes, and boil a little ginger soup." ”

The nun agreed, and quickly brought a clean dress, took off Xiao Zhouhou's dress, changed it for her, and then covered it with a thick silk quilt. Xiao Zhou has been unconscious, his face is burned red, and his mouth is slurred and he mutters some indistinct words.

The old nun listened attentively, frowned, and turned to the young nun behind him and said, "Go and invite the eldest master!" ”

"But, Master, it's not the fifth watch yet!"

"Go!"

"Oh!" The nun turned and went out.

After a while, the curtain of the door was lifted, and a young man came in and said, "Mrs. Shi called me?" ”

Lao Ni got up, glanced at Xiao Zhou on the bed, and said to the young man: "The disciple in charge of guarding the gate found that there was someone outside the door who was not moving in the snow, worried that it was an enemy, and after inspecting it, he was sure that it was not, and he came in, she had been unconscious, and said some words and phrases in her mouth. ”

"Oh? What did she say? ”

Lao Ni stepped forward and said in a low voice: "She talked about 'Guanjia', 'Your Majesty', and 'Let Me Go' and the like. ”

The young man was slightly stunned, hurriedly stepped forward, looked down, couldn't help but be surprised, and said, "Mrs. Zheng Guo?!" ”

This young man is naturally Leng Yi. That old nun is the Emei master Feiyi Shitai hired by him with a lot of money. And Xiao Zhouhou was also fateful, and he happened to be unconscious outside the gate of Leng Yi's mansion.

Master Feiyi said: "The eldest master knows this person? ”

Leng Yi nodded and said, "How is her condition?" Do you want to call a doctor? ”

When Master Feiyi heard Leng Yi's words, he knew that this person's identity was not trivial, so he said: "No, the poor nun has already given her pulse just now, she just collapsed with all her strength, and suffered from the wind and cold, and the poor nun has already given her the pill to drive away the wind and dispel the cold, Peiyuan and strengthen the yang, and when the ginger soup is delivered, she will take it, and she will wake up soon." ”

Leng Yi was relieved and said, "How could she pass out in the snow on the street late at night?" And exhausted to prostration? ”

"This poor nun doesn't know."

Leng Yi took a stool, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at Xiao Zhouhou, who had been unconscious.

Suddenly, Xiao Zhouhou's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and he read vaguely: "Spring flowers and autumn moon...... When is it ......, it is unbearable to look back at the ...... in the bright moon, it is just a river of spring water...... Flowing eastward......"

Leng Yi secretly smiled bitterly, he originally thought that copying Li Yu's death poem might save his husband and wife, but he didn't expect that it would arouse their strong nostalgia for their homeland, so that Li Yu was stupid on the spot. Now Xiao Zhou ran to the street and fell unconscious, I don't know if it's because of this. If so, isn't it smart that you are mistaken by cleverness?

At this time, he heard footsteps coming behind him, and without looking back, he knew that it was his wife Zhuo Qiaoniang, followed by grass spikes.

When Leng Yi came out, Zhuo Qiaoniang also woke up, and when Leng Yi didn't come back, she was worried, so she got up and put on a dress and came over, and saw Leng Yi sitting on the edge of a female nun's bed, she was a little surprised, so she came over and was about to ask, so she saw Xiao Zhou lying on the bed clearly, and she said unconsciously: "Mrs. Zheng Guo!" She ......, what's wrong with her? ”

Leng Yi turned around and said: "I don't know, Mrs. Shi found that she passed out in the snow outside the gate, so she carried it in, and Mrs. Shi said that she collapsed with all her strength, so she fainted." Not sure why she is like this. ”

While he was talking, ginger soup arrived. Leng Yi said to Zhuo Qiaoniang: "You help her up, and I'll feed her ginger soup." ”

Zhuo Qiaoniang hurriedly sat at the head of the bed, carefully helped Xiao Zhouhou up, and let her lean on her shoulder. Leng Yi picked up the soup bowl, scooped a spoonful with a soup spoon, sent it to Xiao Zhouhou's mouth, and said, "Madam! Drink the medicine! ”

Xiao Zhouhou actually opened his mouth and slowly drank this spoonful of ginger soup.

After a pause, Leng Yi scooped another spoonful and sent it to Xiao Zhouhou's mouth.

Xiao Zhouhou slowly opened his eyes and looked at Leng Yi fixedly. Suddenly, she threw herself into Leng Yi's arms, hugged him tightly, and cried out.

In a coma, Xiao Zhouhou has been in a nightmare, suddenly playing with her husband in the Southern Tang Dynasty Palace, suddenly missing her homeland in the Northern Song Dynasty, suddenly being raped by Emperor Zhao Guangyi, and suddenly being bullied by the second prince, and even humiliating herself in front of her husband. No matter how much you struggle, you can't get rid of it. In the end, Leng Yi chanted the poppy beauty, and the second prince disappeared with all the haze, and only Leng Yi's resolute face came to mind.

Xiao Zhouhou woke up in a cold sweat, and sure enough, he saw Leng Yi's face, saw this poetic confidant, this person who rescued himself from boundless bullying and fear, Xiao Zhouhou was like a drowning man, grabbed a big log, and hugged it to death, venting the endless pain in the heart-rending cry.

Leng Yi was hugged by her, holding a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, looking at Zhuo Qiaoniang helplessly and smiling bitterly.

Zhuo Qiaoniang saw that Xiao Zhouhou was crying so desolate and sad, and she couldn't help but shed strings of tears with her.

Seeing this, Master Feiyi knew that they were acquaintances, so he was relieved, and it was not good to listen to them on the sidelines, so he waved his hand, took the disciples out of the room, and closed the door.

Zhuo Qiaoniang took the bowl and soup spoon from Leng Yi's hand, got up and walked out with tears in her eyes, Leng Yi hurriedly whispered: "Lady! ”

Zhuo Qiaoniang smiled at him, shook her head slightly, and said, "It's okay, you talk to her, it's okay." So saying, he went out with the ears of grass and closed the door.

Xiao Zhouhou still hugged Leng Yi and cried like a cuckoo crying blood.

Leng Yi gently hugged her slender waist and stroked her hair, wanting to comfort her a few words, but she didn't know where to start.

I don't know how long I cried, but Xiao Zhou slowly calmed down, let go of Leng Yi, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry for ......, I'm sorry for ......"

Leng Yi shook his head, took out a handkerchief and handed it to her to wipe her tears.

Xiao Zhou wiped away his tears, saw that Leng Yi's clothes were wet with his own tears, he was ashamed and embarrassed, looked around, and said, "Why am I here?" ”

"My guards found you fainting in the snow on the street outside the door, so they carried you in. ――Is something wrong? How did you pass out on the street in the middle of the night? ”

Xiao Zhouhou shook her head slightly, she was reluctant to say what she had suffered from being humiliated by the second prince, and said, "I'm fine, thank you for saving me, can you send me home?" I'm afraid my husband will be worried. ”

"Okay." Leng Yi got up and said, "Can you go?" ”

"It's okay......" Xiao Zhouhou got up, her delicate body shook, Leng Yi hurriedly supported her, Xiao Zhouhou snuggled in his arms, grabbed his shirt with his bare hands, felt his rock-like strong chest, and sighed in his heart, if his husband was also so strong, it would be great.

Xiao Zhou pondered for a moment, then slowly left Leng Yi's arms, smiled apologetically at him, and slowly walked out.

Leng Yi hurriedly stepped forward, pushed open the door, and said to the servants outside: "Prepare a sedan chair and send Mrs. Zheng Guo back to the house!" ”

The servant hurriedly agreed to prepare.

Xiao Zhouhou stood by the door, looking at the snow in the courtyard outside, and the snowflakes still fluttering in the night sky, and said sadly: "If you hadn't found me, I'm afraid I would have frozen to death on the street." ”

Leng Yi said with a smile: "It shows that you are blessed with a great life, this is called a great calamity and immortality, and there will be blessings in the future!" ”

Xiao Zhouhou turned his head to look at him, stunned, and said for a while: "Your song "Poppy Beauty" is really composed by yourself nostalgic for your homeland?" After a pause, he added, "Or is it for us?" ”

Leng Yi said: "Naturally, I made it by myself nostalgic for my homeland, I don't want you to always be quiet in your feelings for your homeland and can't extricate yourself, in this way, you will be unhappy with yourself, and it will lead to the suspicion of the official family and invite trouble." So, I'm not going to do you any favors. ”

"Maybe," Xiao Zhouhou's eyes were still full of tears and looked at Leng Yi fixedly: "But this poem really speaks to the hearts of my husband and me." - Thank you, this is the most beautiful poem I have ever seen in my life, although it was not written for us, but in my heart, it has been written for us. ”

Leng Yi thought that this was originally your husband's work, and looked at her a little weakly, not knowing what to say.

Xiao Zhouhou also looked at him, and his eyes became misty and warm: "If you can write our hearts, you are our confidant.!" ”

Leng Yi was even more weak-hearted, and said stubbornly: "This is my luck." ”

"Thank you! Instead, I came to thank you for saving your life! ”

"Don't dare to be!"

At this time, the sedan chair came. After Xiao Zhou, he went out and got into the sedan chair. Lifting a small corner of the sedan curtain, I saw Leng Yi standing under the porch, looking at himself with a smile, and somehow, Fang's heart jumped.

(To be continued)