His voice was hoarse, and he closed his eyes and said, "Shaowei, the official has given you all the weaknesses, what more do you want?" ”

Song Ran wanted to push him away, but as soon as he raised his hand, he was suppressed by his big hand.

The two of them approached in a dangerous posture, and it was early summer weather, even if they were wearing soft clothes, there was still a thin sweat oozing from their backs.

She was tickled by his breathing, her head involuntarily tilted to the side, calmed her breathing, and discussed with him: "Can you get up and talk?" ”

As if he hadn't heard it, he kissed her sideburns gently, and the black hair spread out like satin under his hands, and he picked up a strand of it, and kissed it on the lips, then lowered his head and continued to kiss her white neck.

"Shaowei, if the official wants you, I want to think about it today."

His hand hooked the strap of her coat and slowly ripped the slipknot open. There was a tremor in her final note: "My lord, don't ......"

The force of holding her wrist was tight. His breath grew heavier and heavier, but his voice remained cool, maintaining an elegant tone: "Why not? His hand slid into her sleeve and moved up and down her arm, his palm was slightly rough and hot, and he approached her, speaking softly as if he was seducing, "Do you know how many women are thinking of ways to serve the official, huh?" Biting her ear, he exhaled hot air in her ear, "Today, this official serves you, and you don't suffer." ”

Her breathing was heavy one after another, and the tip of her nose and sideburns were dripping with sweat, and this look was like an inexperienced body, like a flower bud that was about to bloom, and any simple touch of him could provoke a strong reaction from her. In the face of such a temptation, what man can resist. He had endured it long enough, determined to ignore any resistance from her today, he didn't have time to wait for the day when the water would come to pass, she was the only thought he had left in this world, and he wanted to fulfill it today.

He suppressed her strongly, skillfully pulled out the belt around her waist, picked off her outer robe, and threw it aside, only the close-fitting underwear was left on her body, and she was so anxious that she was about to cry, calling his name: "Shen Yun, you can't ......"

"You can't do that to me."

The Lingtai is clearly clear, but the body is uncontrollable, and the two arms are weak and unable to exert strength.

She gritted her teeth, bearing his weight, and she could clearly feel the changes in her body with every flick of her fingers, an emotion between longing and shame that made her dazed and panicked.

How could she not panic? Although her father doesn't love her mother, she was also born in an innocent family, how can he be allowed to abuse again and again?

Talk about shame and etiquette with this master? Don't make a fuss, if he cares about honesty and etiquette, he won't be so presumptuous on her at this time.

Her head tilted back involuntarily under his kiss, a movement that seemed almost like an invitation to him, his eyes darkening, and his hands swimming into the hem of her robe.

The moment he touched the place on her chest, a tingle spread in her blood, and she involuntarily arched herself, not knowing whether she wanted to run away or get closer to him.

Her hand fell limply to the side, gasping for breath and heaviness, raising his burning thoughts even higher.

Her skin was as white as jade, tender enough to pinch out the water, and the flush on her face added a bit of brightness to her clean face. He found her slightly open lips and pressed his mouth up, the thirst for her body had reached the point where he could not control himself, his hand finally reached into the more uninhabited secluded place, her body shrank heavily, and immediately clenched her teeth before she spoke, not letting the shameful voice come out.

Inside the painting boat, the lights reflect the light gauze soft tent, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

Suddenly, a long bell came with the night wind, it was the evening bell from the Jokhang Temple not far away, and along with the bell, the sound of the monks chanting praises in a low voice was heard.

He was slightly awake before he heard the helpless whimper of the woman beneath him.

He stopped his movements and asked, "Did the officer hurt you?" ”

His long hair was messily covering half of her face, and he brushed it away to see her expression, and his heart felt like a blunt blow. On a small face, a pair of crying red eyes are very distressing. He slowly withdrew those unbridled fingers and sat down on the soft couch with her in his arms. Pull up the placket of her shirt to cover the marks of his bite on her chest.

She seemed to be frightened by him, and trembled a little, and his hand reached into her eyes, leaving a pool of water on the back of her fingers.

He hugged her tightly in his lap, he was also disheveled at this time, both of them were soaked with sweat, and each could clearly feel the body under the other's clothes.

She trembled for a long time, and wanted to struggle, but heard his low and suppressed voice: "Don't move." ”

Something was against the base of her thigh, only to hear his voice low and forceful, with the strength of gritting teeth: "That place is so swollen, if you move again, you can't help it, and you can't help me." ”

She heard the warning in these words, and stopped moving, but she still hated him for his offense: "You can't bully me like this just because I like you. I ......"

He raised an eyebrow: "Like me? ”

She stopped talking, and the only thing in the room was their staggered breathing and the burning of the lamps.

He rubbed her into his arms again and settled accounts with her: "If you are wronged, this official will not be wronged?" This is the first time I've been on you, you count. ”

She didn't have the strength to fight him, so she asked in a dumb voice, "What do you mean by the weakness that the adults say?" ”

He heard her question clearly, but did not answer, closed his eyes for a long time and breathed for a long time, and then slowly opened his eyes.

The chaotic thoughts can no longer be seen in the bottom of his eyes, and his voice has returned to his usual laziness: "Where have all the smart people you used to be?" ”

As he spoke, he removed the wrench he had worn from his thumb and put on a red rope that he had prepared for the day. He wrapped the red rope around her neck and tied a dead knot behind her.

Song Ran looked at the wrench hanging on her chest, still crying: "This is the relic of the adult's mother, why do you ...... Want to give it to me? ”

He fished her long hair out of the red rope, and his voice was a little vain: "This is the weakness of this official. Miss Song can take this wrench and go to any yamen to denounce the official, who has a father who has committed the crime of the Nine Clans, and this crime is enough to become the name of some people to get rid of the official. ”

"But......" he said slowly, "that's not why the official gave it to you. From the bottom of his eyes, there was a deep affection that he had never felt before, but his tone was understated, "This is my father's and mother's love thing." ”

She was stunned by this.

He changed to a flirtatious tone: "If you send someone to Yunzhou to propose marriage, how can the Marquis of Dingyuan give me his daughter?" I wanted to cook raw rice and cook rice, so I no longer had this trouble, where did I think of it......" He smiled a little cynically, and his attitude was very cowardly, "Where did I think that halfway through the progress, Miss Song refused." It seems that the official can only choose a day to meet the future father-in-law in person. ”

Some words should have been touching, but his attitude of begging for relatives as a child's play made her frown: "Who is your father-in-law?" ”

He raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it your father Dingyuan?" ”

She didn't expect that his face would be thicker, and he would look like this.

She was still annoyed with him, with a stubborn face: "The adult wants to marry me, did I agree?" ”

He looked at her for a long time: "Who else do you want to marry besides me?" With me here, who would dare to ask you? ”

“……”

He was very satisfied with her reaction that she could not speak, let her go to the ground, got up and blew out the lamps on the silver table one by one, and said, "It's not early, go to sleep." ”

Early in the morning of the second day, the painting boat docked, and a close attendant brought an official uniform to Shen Hanxi and waited respectfully outside the door. He put on his clothes one by one, glanced at the woman who was still asleep on the bed, and got up to leave.

When he arrived outside the door, he lightly instructed the attendants: "When Miss Song wakes up, escort her back, watch her enter the house, and then report to the official." ”

"Yes." After the close attendant got down, he said in a deep voice, "My lord, early this morning, someone took a waist card and let the second son of Mo enter the city through the canal gate, and the shadow guard who followed secretly was found to have died in the wilderness, and I am afraid that it was the secret guard of the Mo family next to the second son of Mo who did it." ”

is ruthless and sharp, but I am afraid that he is one of the best killers.

Shen Hanxi asked calmly: "What kind of waist card is it, dare to make the thousand general who guards the city ignore even the orders of his own official?" ”

"It is said that the token is engraved with a three-legged dragon pattern."

"Three-legged dragon pattern?"

If there is only one clue, then the scope is wide. Not only the children of the clan, but also some high-ranking ministers, or big families like Qin and Xie, were also allowed to use the dragon pattern.

As soon as Song Ran walked to the carved wooden door, he heard Shen Hanxi's cool tone: "Let Long Pan go to find the whereabouts of the second son of Mo, Xiao Yan must keep an eye on this official." ”

She opened the door, with a look of surprise and solemnity: "But Shaoyuan has entered the city?" ”

He stretched out his hand to comb her sleeping hair, and said in a casual tone: "Give you half a day, go back and do some work, and leave today." ”

Without waiting for her to object, she listened to him: "This official is ordering, not consulting with you." ”

As he spoke, he threw her away, turned around and got into the official sedan chair parked there.

When she chased to the side of the sedan chair, the curtain had already fallen, and she only had time to see a corner of his golden python robe.

Looking at the official sedan chair in the distance, a smile appeared on her lips. Yesterday said so beautifully, in the end I still have to send her away. She remembered that the tanuki slave was still in the carriage, and was busy looking for it, but the attendant stretched out his hand to stop her, and reminded her, "Girl, the carriage is here." ”

Seeing that the carriage was not yesterday's, she asked in a deep voice, "What about the carriage you rode in yesterday?" ”

The attendant said expressionlessly: "I have already returned to the Xiao Mansion." He added, "The adult said that the girl wants to raise a cat and will have the opportunity to raise it in the future, but it can't be this one." Ignoring her cool expression, he raised the curtain and said, "Girl, please." ”

At this time, Ling'an City maintained the calm it should have on the surface, but the undercurrent had been surging quietly.

(End of Volume III)