On the night when the holy decree was delivered to Meng's mansion, Meng Yihan sat in front of the dressing mirror and took off his makeup in an orderly manner. She had a tacit understanding with the master and servant of Hongguo, and after a while, she finished this tedious work.

Looking at the plain face in the bronze mirror, Meng Yihan unconsciously raised his hand and touched his round cheeks.

"Today, my father drank a lot of wine, and I wanted my sister to marry in the East Palace, which also made him get what he wanted."

Hongguo stood aside with her eyes lowered and did not answer, carefully acting as a competent listener. The last silver hairpin that fixed the hair was pulled out, and the green silk like a waterfall was removed, modifying Meng Yihan's delicate and beautiful facial contours: "But the slave maid thinks that the eldest girl may not be happy." ”

Meng Yihan smiled when she heard this: "Naturally, my sister can't be happy, but she can't help it." By the way, how about the Song Mansion? ”

"It's all according to the girl's plan before, as soon as Song Shen's pipa came out, it was really amazing. I heard that King Qing didn't even go to Yuehua Tower these days. ”

"Eating the marrow knows the taste, I have heard that kind of faint fairy sound, how can those rouge vulgar powder get into the eyes of the law. As long as he pays attention, it is only a matter of time before he finds out who the woman is. ”

"But girl...... Why are you so sure that King Qing will dare to exceed the rules...... "Hongguo wanted to speak and stopped, not daring to say these words clearly.

"That's a hurdle that he can't overcome in his life." Meng Yihan said, looking at Hongguo standing behind him through the bronze mirror, and suddenly smiled: "What? You pity that Song Shen. ”

"Slaves don't dare to ......" Hongguo didn't expect that her mind would be seen through by Meng Yihan, so she hurriedly lowered her head, looking humble and panicked.

"You don't have to be afraid, as a woman, it is human nature to have compassion." Meng Yihan said lightly: "If she hadn't been in my way, I wouldn't have made this decision." You...... Do you think I'm too ruthless? ”

"The slave and the maid are terrified, the life of the slave and the maid is all picked up by the master, how dare you slander the master so much." Hongguo said and immediately knelt down.

Meng Yihan lowered his eyes and looked at the red fruit, and only after a while did he say lightly: "Get up." ”

"Thank you, girl." Hongguo stood up tremblingly, her back soaked with cold sweat.

……

In the middle of the night, Ah Jin slept soundly, and was about to turn over, when she felt a scorching temperature coming from her back, which woke her up in a flash. As soon as Ah Jin opened her eyes, she smelled a strong smell of wine, mixed with her familiar sandalwood fragrance.

She subconsciously covered her nose, and her voice raised an octave when she spoke: "Song Wenyu, have you drunk?" ”

"Drank a little bit." Song Wenyu was also honest, and while talking, he rubbed Ah Jin's neck with his face.

He had never done such an overstepping action, and the sudden soak made Ah Jin a little broken: "I don't think you drank a little bit." What's going on? ”

"Shen Mo Jin, Shen Mo Jin......" Song Wenyu answered the question, just repeating her name. Ah Jin thought that if he had been more intimate, it was estimated that she would have fallen completely. Even so, she was blushing with his sudden enthusiasm.

"You let me go first, let's talk well." Ah Jin's voice trembled a little when he spoke, and he didn't know if it was because he was afraid or something else. She said as she reached for his arm around her waist.

Song Wenyu closed his eyes, firmly encircled her in his arms, and tossed with her. Suddenly, he frowned, and pressed Ah Jin into his arms a little tighter. It's as if you're going to rub her into your body: "Don't move, or do you want me to be drunk and sexual?" ”

When Ah Jin heard this, his body stiffened. Lying there on the side of his neck, he pinched Song Wenyu with his nails. Song Wenyu gasped, opened her eyes, and just saw that her snow-white neck was showing some pink color, Song Wenyu subconsciously reached out and touched it, and found that it was terrifyingly hot.

He frowned, and his broad palm shone on Ah Jin's forehead again: "You have a fever?" ”

"You're just complaining!" Ah Jin replied angrily, pun intended: "What the hell is wrong with you today!" ”

"Probably...... I'm scared. Song Wenyu whispered. Ah Jin was stunned, and just wanted to ask the ins and outs, but there was a steady breathing sound behind him.

Ah Jin listened in disbelief for a while, this guy actually fell asleep?! So what is she going to do?! Do you have to lie down with each other like this??

"Hey, hey, Song Wenyu! You get up!" Ah Jin pushed Song Wenyu a few times with his elbow a little messy, but he didn't move: "You get up!" ”

"Good, sleep." Song Wenyu was a little annoyed by his noise, and closed his eyes and dropped a fine kiss on Ah Jin's neck, which made Ah Jin tremble all over his body, and he didn't dare to move anymore.

Seeing this, Song Wenyu reached out and rubbed her hair with satisfaction. As if coaxing a child, he gently stroked her back with his hand: "Sleep, good dreams." ”

Ah Jin turned his head flattered, just in time to see his sleeping face, the well-defined face, which seemed to be a little different from the young man in his memory, but he could still vaguely see the immature shadow of the past.

It was the first time Ah Jin had seen him so closely.

There are no barriers.

Ah Jin fell asleep with him against his head and hugged each other, and when she was half asleep and half awake, she had a dream.

She dreamed that Song Wenyu recognized her when she first met her that day.

He smiled at her, and he hugged her.

He whispered her name in her ear: Ah Jin.