Chapter 3: She's My Woman
A full moon hangs in the sky, and the night of the Midyear Festival is bright and sultry.
Shi Yong walked into the alley at the back door of the Wuqi Pavilion, and his heart was panicked.
In her previous life, she was curious about Zhao Yin, but she had never been so nervous, could it be the feeling that Ah Shi brought her?
Shi Yong touched his pounding heart and climbed over the wall.
Asking to see you in the evening, it is naturally an unseemly relationship, and she is very conscious.
But the first time I came to Wuqi Pavilion, I couldn't tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest, how to be good?
The trees in the courtyard were full of shadows, and the unknown small insects called the night particularly quiet, Shi Yong frowned, and did not hesitate to go to the brightest place of the lights.
……
The night is like thick ink.
Zhao Qingyun tiptoed the door in, and crashed into Zhao Yinqi's eyes. He took the book in his hand, and when he saw her come in, his thick eyebrows were slightly raised, and his expression was displeased.
"Princess Huaining has arrived, why hasn't anyone passed it on?"
The guards and maids outside the door knelt on the ground, silent.
Emperor Zhao Qingyun was noble, extremely arrogant, glanced at the man in the gorgeous robe, raised his hand and shouted, "Go down." ”
The guards were expressionless and did not move.
Princess Huaining's prestige was challenged, and she couldn't help but be annoyed, "No one heard my words?" ”
The candle flame is swaying, the unicorn three-legged copper furnace is incense, the fragrance is faint, and there is a dead silence inside and outside.
Zhao Yin leaned lazily on the Luohan chair, his robe was full of clothes, his body was long, and his fingertips slid carelessly across the pages.
"Get out."
"Yes." Brush and brush in response.
The footsteps neatly walked away.
The door closed.
Zhao Qingyun looked at Zhao Yinqingjun's eyebrows, the annoyance when he came disappeared, a trace of sorrow frowned between his eyebrows, and he pouted, a little aggrieved.
"The Uliang Khan came to deceive people too much. My emperor's grandfather's bones were not cold, so they wanted the princess and their relatives. I am a dignified princess, how can I go to the barbarian country and kiss? ”
"Your Highness came late at night, just for this?" Zhao Yin remained silent, his eyes were slightly cold.
"Isn't that a big deal?"
"Your Majesty has his own decision on the matter of harmony."
Zhao Qingyun's face turned cold, "You really can't bear to let me marry Mobei?" ”
Zhao Yin said: "I asked Xie Fang to send His Royal Highness back to the palace." ”
Seeing him so indifferent, Zhao Qingyun suddenly became indignant.
Thinking that she was a dignified princess of a country, she came at night regardless of her dignity, just to get a word from him, and she had the courage to fight against her father, but he didn't take her infatuation seriously at all.
"No, I'm twenty years old."
Zhao Yin's dark eyes were cold and waveless, "Batu Khan has two out of thirty, and he is a hero." ”
Zhao Qingyun was devastated, and her expression became sad and pitiful, "No." They don't want me, it's Shi Yong. It's the bad woman who died. The envoy of Wuliang Khan learned of Shi Yong's death, and deliberately said that he wanted to humiliate his father and me. ”
Zhao Yin nodded slightly, "Oh." ”
This sound was extremely harsh, and Zhao Qingyun's throat suddenly gushed out a bit of fishy breath.
"You've never thought about me all these years?"
"Your Highness, this is not an inopportune statement."
"Zhao Wuling, you are still pretending, you have not married a wife or a concubine all these years, and there is not a single woman around you who is waiting, dare you say that you are not waiting for me?"
Zhao Yin frowned, "Your Highness has thought too much." ”
This look of rejecting people thousands of miles away stung Zhao Qingyuan's eyes.
"You won't admit it, will you? I'll let you admit it. Zhao Qingyun's fingers stretched out coldly to the neckline, pulled the tie, and the arrogant skin nourished in the nest of wealth was so white that the candle flame was ashamed, and it flashed a few times, but it was dim.
The exquisite curves of the body are unobstructed, and the fragrance in the room is enough to make a man forgetful.
Zhao Qingyun hugged Zhao Yin and rested his chin on his knee, "Wuyi, I know you have me in your heart." I've been waiting for all these years, regardless of the wind and rain, and how much ridicule I have received, just waiting for you to marry me......"
"Your Highness." Zhao Yin pressed her shoulders with both hands and pushed out, forcing her to stand up.
"You should know what my relationship with you is."
His unfamiliar voice stung Zhao Qingyun's ears.
"So what?" Zhao Qingyun stubbornly climbed on his knees, and her soft voice was distracted and crazy.
"Everyone knows your surname Zhao, but how many people know why your surname is Zhao? You are the commander of the Jinyi guard, I am the princess of the dynasty, you marry me, which one is not afraid of death and dares to chew the root of the tongue? ”
"You know, I know. Your Majesty knows, and the eldest princess of Baoyin knows even more. ”
"I don't care." Zhao Qingyun's eyes were red, probably mad, she panted and reached out to pull Zhao Yin's belt.
"What if the whole world knows it? You are Zhao Yin, who are you afraid of? ”
In the autumn, Zhao Yin didn't wear much, and the robe was loosely draped on her body, and with this pull, several criss-crossing scars on her chest muscles fell into her eyes.
"It's a wound for me, isn't it?"
Zhao Qingyun's eyes instantly turned red, and she was about to touch it as she spoke, "Wuyi, I have admired you all these years, sneaking around, I can't stand it anymore, I am going to break the can today, I have to be with you." ”
Zhao Yin's dark eyes were slightly deep, "Huaining." If you do this again, I will not let you go. ”
Zhao Qingyun's heart was like a knife, "Then you call someone." It's better to call everyone in and let them see what I have to do with you, I don't believe it, my father will cut off your head because of this. ”
She came up ruthlessly, and the whole person was wrapped around Zhao Yin, "Wu Yi, is it okay for us to cook raw rice and mature rice...... My father will definitely follow me. ”
"Huaining!"
Zhao Yin pulled the green silk on her head, ignored her groans of pain, and directly picked her up and threw her out unceremoniously.
"Your Highness, please respect yourself."
Zhao Qingyun sneered.
"Self-respect? If it weren't for your father's interference, if it weren't for your ridiculous background, we would have been husband and wife a long time ago, so why wait until today? ”
Zhao Qingyun roared loudly, her beautiful face was crazy and distorted, "You like me, you like me." ”
Zhao Yin looked at her calmly: "Go out." ”
Zhao Qingyun's cheeks were red, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, "Let's go to find my father together, okay?" I said to him, "I don't care who you are, I just want to be your wife." ”
Zhao Yin was silent and walked over to pull the door.
Zhao Qingyun rushed forward regardless of it and hugged his waist from behind.
"Let's not quarrel, okay? Let's go find our father and the eldest princess......"
She wept as she spoke, rubbing his back indiscriminately, her emotions almost out of control.
"Wuyi, I want to forget you, I can't do it, I don't want to be a princess, you can not be a prince, why can't I not be a princess? No ...... Let's elope, let's go to a place that no one knows. ”
Zhao Yin untied her hand fiercely and threw her away.
Zhao Qingyun took a few steps back, and the slippery fabric slowly slid off, exposing large swaths of snow muscle to the air.
Bang! At that moment, there was a loud noise from the window, and something was falling.
Zhao Yin frowned and looked over, and saw Shi Yong, who fell to the ground with the window and looked up at him.
"Ahh Zhao Qingyuan screamed in horror, quickly picked up the clothes on the ground and wrapped them around his body, looking at the thin and pale girl on the ground, his eyes were annoyed.
"Who are you? Why are you here? ”
Bumped into this kind of thing, Shi Yong was also embarrassed.
"It's not solid."
"Who are you, I ask? Why is it here? The monstrous anger in Zhao Qingyun's eyes was about to burn.
"I am ......"
Shi Yong touched his nose, and just as he didn't know how to explain, Zhao Yin strode towards her.
Gently pulling up the person on the ground, he patted Shi Yong's clothes lovingly, the tense handsome face was extremely soft at this moment, his breathing was suppressed, and Shi Yong was so gentle that he almost bit his tongue.
"She's my woman."
His woman?
Zhao Qingguan looked at him like a ghost, and then looked at Shi Yong.
"No way. You lied to me. You're lying to me. ”
Zhao Yin's eyes moved slightly, and he grabbed Shi Yong's shoulder.
"Thank you. Send Princess Huaining back to the palace. ”