In fact, it turns out that Jing Yuan, a man, is very terrifying once he plans it seriously.

It's only been half a month, Jiang Qingli heard that Wen Xinlan was imprisoned for killing people on the street, and the person she killed was the younger brother of the favorite concubine of the dynasty, who was a famous bully in the capital, relying on the power of his family and doing all kinds of evil. But his identity is a relative of the emperor and the emperor's brother-in-law, and no one dares to touch him.

Because this incident happened on the street, it was seen by many people, and it spread throughout the capital, and Wen Xinlan is now imprisoned in a prison awaiting trial.

"You did it?" In Jing Yuan's study, Jiang Qingli came to verify in the name of delivering soup.

"What Madame wants, my husband will help you achieve it." The man put aside the affairs in his hand and didn't say much about Wen Xinlan, she definitely won't die, the fourth prince and Yeluen are now busy because of this matter, he and Cheng Zhengrong have taken the opportunity to reach an alliance with the seventh prince, and the follow-up things have been planned, and there will not be too many problems.

Jiang Qingli, who got a positive answer, breathed a sigh of relief, the task completion prompt has not sounded yet, indicating that this is just the beginning, Wen Xinlan should not be sentenced to death so easily, after all, the heroine's halo is there, and she can't die.

The couple reached a strange and identical view on Wen Xinlan's life and death.

"Drink it quickly, it won't taste good if it's cold." She pushed the soup to the man and urged.

Jing Yuan took a sip, and the phoenix eyes looked at her with hidden expectation: "This is what Mrs. boiled herself?" ”

"No, I let the kitchen boil." Jiang Qingli told the truth, Shui Ruxuan doesn't know how to cook, after all, where are her parents willing to let the pearl in their palms cook?

The man was a little disappointed, but he still drank the small bowl of soup for the sake of face.

"You're busy, don't get tired." Jiang Qingli put the bowl and spoon into the food box and said with concern.

This sentence of concern made the man's eyebrows and eyes unable to hide the joy, he stopped Jiang Qingli, who was about to leave the study with a food box, "My husband is not busy now, it is rare for my wife to come to this study once, so it is better to accompany my husband to do something interesting." ”

Jiang Qingli looked at him suspiciously: "What's interesting?" ”

He smiled mysteriously, and his bright phoenix eyes flashed eagerly.

Half an hour later, in the study, Jiang Qingli was disheveled on the table, the man behind her, his body was strong and powerful, the big hands imprisoned her waist that she wanted to escape, and the hot hard object pumped rhythmically in her hot and humid path.

Her face was flushed, she bit her lip and suppressed the coquettish moans she wanted to blurt out, her body had long been soft and numb because of the man's movements, and she regretted the decision to stay just now.

"You...... You hurry up...... Hmm......" Both of them were sweating, Jiang Qingli couldn't stand it a little, in the sacred place of the study, the posture of the man entering the back made her body extremely sensitive, she couldn't help but plead, and her red lips inadvertently overflowed with a soft hum.

"Madame is so enthusiastic, for the husband to speed up." The man deliberately misunderstood what she meant, his voice was hoarse, and he increased the speed of his rhythm, and his movements became intense.

Jiang Qingli was ashamed and indignant, she trembled, a white light flashed, and she was made by him and leaked again, crying unbearably, but the helpless and suppressed low cry made the man excited.

After this absurd celebration ended, Jiang Qingli was carried back to the room by Jing Yuan, and since then she has beaten her to death and refused to set foot in his study again.