Chapter 172: Inferior Roots
Hearing Qin Yang speak to herself, Wen Wanrong didn't say anything, her heart warmed up, leaned on his arms, closed her eyes, and felt at ease.
After a few moments, she shifted her body, frowning in pain.
Qin Yang hugged her, bowed his head and said, "I thought you were asleep." β
Wen Wanrong had just cried a lot and had a headache, so she drilled into his arms and pressed it against her chest: "I'm a little tired, but I'll go to the house right away, hold on for a while, and go back to the house to sleep." β
Qin Yang didn't care, touched her face, and asked if it hurts: "If you're tired, go to sleep, and I'll carry you in when it's time." β
Wen Wanrong's face hurt when she touched it, she subconsciously put it aside, she woke up half a minute after drowsiness, straightened her body with Qin Yang's hand, and said softly: "You also have to take medicine on your face." β
Qin Yang said yes, and sighed: "Wen Wanrong, I keep your efforts in my heart." β
Wen Wanrong looked at his serious expression, chuckled, and guessed through her thoughts: "Do you still want to say that you will be good to me in the future?" β
Qin Yang laughed: "You know everything." β
Wen Wanrong wrapped her arms around his lean waist, buried her face in her arms again, and said in a muffled voice: "You remember what you said, if you don't treat me well in the future, I will ignore you for the rest of my life." β
Qin Yang lay down, hugged the person tightly, and called Xiang Yang crookedly: "Now you have learned to talk about conditions, who dares to treat you badly." β
Wen Wanrong rubbed up, pinched his arm, and sneered: "Don't call me a sheep, I'm not a sheep." β
Qin Yang laughed even more happily, coaxing: "Okay, good, no, no." β
As he spoke, he asked while touching his back: "Is it a loss to be Lao Tzu's fragrant sheep?" β
It doesn't seem to be a loss.
But Wen Wanrong always felt that he gave her a nickname, which was very funny: "If you call me a sheep, you are changing tricks to bully me." β
Qin Yang looked up at her in confusion, then lay back and smiled: "How can you be bullied by calling you a sheep?" β
"Because you used to bully me, and you called me a sheep."
"And now?"
Wen Wanrong didn't speak.
Qin Yang asked: "Lao Tzu is still bullying you now?" I don't have a conscience. β
After a pause, he didn't admit it, and said crookedly: "If you want to say that you didn't count bullying before, you will be a member of the Qin family sooner or later, I just went to bed early, and later returned to Yandu, and it was not good to eat and drink for you." β
Wen Wanrong ignored it and turned over the old accounts: "Why don't you yell at me, scold me, and still do it with me?" β
"I'm angry, out of control for a while, there is a saying, people have misses, horses have stumbled, that's the reason."
"You're going to put gold in your face."
"Lao Tzu is telling the truth."
Wen Wanrong snorted, rolled from him to the ground, and ignored him with her back to him.
Qin Yang approached, not too hot, and blew into his ears: "You used to say that you wanted Lao Tzu to spoil you and love you alone, but Lao Tzu didn't break his promise." β
The air blew on his ears, itchy, a trace of sweetness rose in his heart, and he pretended to be unhappy on his face: "Don't you still have romantic debts?" β
Qin Yang laughed: "Everyone was sent to the palace by you to sleep with the emperor, and you are still jealous?" β
Wen Wanrong didn't know which tendon was wrong, turned over, and asked face to face: "You say, Peony Waiter, are you uncomfortable?" β
Qin Yang pinched her slender jade hand that seemed to be soft and boneless, and continued to laugh: "She sleeps with her, Lao Tzu is not no one sleeps, what's uncomfortable?" β
Wen Wanrong said that he was in Cao Ying, and his heart was in Han.
Qin Yang told her to put her heart in her stomach: "Don't say that she is yin over Lao Tzu, but she is not yin, and Lao Tzu will not want her for those things she did to Qin Yu." β
"She hasn't done it before, so would you consider it?"
"I guess it's no fun."
"How?"
"Did you see Grandmother letting her in?"
Wen Wanrong shook her head.
Qin Yang said that it would be over: "Brother Ying is three years old, Qin Yu didn't give the peony a name, why, I know my grandmother's temper, no matter what the actual identity of the peony is, I have been in Fan Lane, and it is impossible to enter the gate of Qin's house." β
Wen Wanrong didn't believe it: "Didn't you have thoughts about her before?" β
Qin Yang said two different things: "If you think about it, it's all empty talk if you don't implement it." Besides, Lao Tzu later went out to Xinjiang and brought you back, and this matter is over, what does it mean? β
Wen Wanrong pretended not to understand: "What does it mean?" β
"It means that you haven't gone to your heart, what else can you say."
Speaking of this, he remembered another thing: "Hey, you wore the family crest I gave you last time, right?" β
Wen Wanrong nodded, pulled out the lanyard from her neck and showed him: "Oh, I wear it every day." β
Qin Yang told her to put it away, and by the way, she expressed her merits: "Wen Wanrong, I give you such important things, and said that Lao Tzu thinks about other women, what do you think about all day long?" β
"I miss you, what do you think."
"What do you miss me?" Qin Yang smiled evilly, and his hands began to be dishonest, "I almost didn't take care of three meals to dry you, can't you be fed?" β
Wen Wanrong slapped his hand down, and scolded him in a low voice with a white glance: "You know that you are hairy." β
"I don't touch you, I touch other women, do you want to?"
"You dare!"
"Look, it's vinegar again."
Wen Wanrong squeezed him into his arms, her pink fist fell on her shoulder, and she said unreasonably: "It's not allowed, it's not allowed!" β
Qin Yang grabbed her wrist and kissed her while she was unprepared, so happy: "Okay, good, no, no, no, whatever you say is what." β
Wen Wanrong looked up dissatisfied: "You just said that it was good for me." β
Qin Yang's face was full of innocence: "Am I not good to you?" β
"Don't say anything that upsets me."
"Don't let Lao Tzu say anything?"
"Say it again?!"
"Okay, don't say it, don't say it."
The two laughed for a while, and the carriage was almost at the house, Qin Yang got out of the car first, and then carried her into the weeping flower gate.
At night, the garden was extremely quiet, and Qin Yang's voice was particularly clear: "Wen Wanrong, do you feel better?" β
Wen Wanrong leaned on his back and hummed softly.
Qin Yang patted her ass and continued: "It's not a big deal, don't take it to heart, the sky is falling and Lao Tzu is carrying it." β
Wen Wanrong hugged her neck, close to her neck, and sighed from the bottom of her heart: "Qin Yang, I know that you are sincere to me." β
"I know the truth, and I asked about the just now."
"I'm afraid of losing you."
"Stupid, Lao Tzu promised to be good to you, and he will definitely do it, otherwise he won't say it."
"I understand, I just can't help it." As she spoke, she leaned tighter, and her voice lowered, "Qin Yang, I love you so much." β
"Yes."
"Do you love me?"
"Love."
"Don't lie to me."
"I kid you not."
"Go back and help me get my medication."
"Okay."
"Don't take the opportunity to eat my tofu."
"It's hard to say."
"Scoundrel."
Qin Yang laughed silently.
When he arrived at the house, he put her down, took off her outer clothes, carried her to the bed and lay on her stomach, and asked his subordinates to prepare the bath water, saying, "I will carry you into the bucket, you wash first, call me after washing, and carry you to the bed to take medicine." β
Wen Wanrong nodded and said yes.
When she was taking the medicine, she looked at him tightly: "Qin Yang, you are so gentle today." β
Qin Yang carefully applied the ointment and asked her not to move: "It is said that Lao Tzu used to be heinous to you." β
Wen Wanrong immediately changed her words, pursed her lips and smiled: "It was good before, but today is the best." β
Qin Yang didn't speak, and his rough fingers paused on her.
Wen Wanrong's heart was sweet, and then said: "It's good when you don't lose your temper." β
Qin Yang wiped his waist and changed a medicine to wipe the wounds on his face: "Oh, it's good that Lao Tzu doesn't lose his temper?" β
The last two words, bite the accent.
Wen Wanrong wanted to speak, but the medicine was applied to her cheeks and the corners of her mouth to make it inconvenient to speak, her eyes were crooked and full of smiles, and she deliberately raised one hand to grab the placket of the other party's chest.
Qin Yang asked her to let go: "Wen Wanrong, hey, hey, Lao Tzu can't get up!" β
Wen Wanrong looked at him with a smile and didn't let go.
Qin Yang saw that she was a wounded, and he lowered his voice and coaxed: "You let go first, I'll come to accompany you after taking a bath." β
Wen Wanrong thought that he hadn't taken a bath, and was afraid that it would affect her rest if it was late, so she obediently let go.
Qin Yang bent down and pecked her lips, then turned to go behind the screen.
After a while, I heard the sound of water.
Wen Wanrong felt that her body didn't hurt so much, she got up gently, and went to the side of the screen, covering her injured cheeks, and called "Qin Yang" in her mouth.
Qin Yang didn't expect her to come over, he was slightly stunned, quickly washed it, and ran out with dripping water: "Doesn't your waist hurt?" Go lie down! β
Wen Wanrong stepped forward, tiptoed and kissed him, ignoring the wet clothes, leaning on her chest: "I don't want to wait alone." "Wu'er Gu Qiling Temple Doctor.
Qin Yang wiped the smell of medicine on his mouth, helped her to the chair and sat down, with a smile in his eyes: "Lao Tzu will come after wiping his body, soon." β
Then he ran behind the screen and squirmed for a while, leaving no clothes on, and slipping out naked.
Wen Wanrong was speechless, and pointed to the clean and obscene clothes and pants on the screen: "Why don't you put your pants on, the windows are open, and you are not afraid that people will see them at night." β
Qin Yang said that it was hot and didn't want to wear it.
Wen Wanrong resolutely refused: "The yard is full of little girls, you are not afraid of being ashamed, put it on." β
When I changed the usual, Qin Yang definitely didn't wear it, forget it today, follow the meaning of the fragrant sheep.
He put on his pants, hugged someone to bed, and invited credit: "Fragrant sheep, Lao Tzu is good to you, be more obedient." β
Wen Wanrong didn't buy it: "You are so good because I was injured today." β
Qin Yang sighed, thinking that she was ruining the atmosphere: "Wen Wanrong, Lao Tzu is good to you, you said that because of the injury, Lao Tzu is not good and is bullying you, what do you want?" β
"Not well," Wen Wanrong smiled thiefly, coquettishly, "If you hug me, I won't care." β
Qin Yang asked her if she was not afraid of the heat: "You are not sassy, you have to hug at every turn." β
The mouth complains, but the action still holds the person in his arms.
Wen Wanrong happily lay on his chest, motionless, and only cared about speaking: "Qin Yang, can the injury on my face be healed in three days?" β
Qin Yang said almost: "What? Afraid of delaying the province? Lao Tzu said, you can go seven or eight times a month, now it's good, go every day, the same as the task, if you don't go to Renshou Palace one day, you will send someone to ask. β
Wen Wanrong smiled and sighed softly: "Sometimes I really don't want to go. β
Qin Yang doesn't care: "If you don't want to go, you won't go." β
Wen Wanrong glanced up at him and retracted her gaze: "In the past, I didn't just look for an excuse, but now that Peony has just entered the palace, I'm quite worried." β
Qin Yang asked her, what are you worried about?
Wen Wanrong was always uneasy: "What if Uncle Huang knows her origin?" You said it, the emperor is suspicious by nature, she suddenly appeared at the lotus appreciation party, even if she was confused by beauty at the time, when she wakes up tomorrow, can the emperor not find someone to investigate? β
Qin Yang thought about it, half comforted and half analyzed: "Qin Yu dares to propose to send her to the palace, there must be all preparations, and Peony has been in Fan Lane, there is a way to deal with men, no matter how noble the emperor is, he is still a man in his bones, but ......"
He changed his words: "Peony is honest and doesn't make trouble in the palace, no problem, but she wants to act as Qin Yu's eyeliner in the palace like Fan Lane, and the emperor won't let her have a good time." β
Speaking of this, I remembered Queen Du before: "Do you know how Queen Du died?" β
Wen Wanrong didn't understand how the topic turned to Queen Du, and said sincerely: "Didn't you say that you hanged yourself in the prison of the main courtyard of the Great Sect?" β
The corners of Qin Yang's mouth hooked up a meaningful smile: "That's the outside." β
Wen Wanrong was stunned: "Still have an inside story?" β
Qin Yang said that she knew this in her heart: "Queen Du was strangled to death by the emperor himself, I was escorting at the scene at that time, and I saw with my own eyes that the queen's cervical vertebrae were broken, which shows how much the emperor hates people who plot rebellion." β
Wen Wan didn't expect the emperor to be so ruthless, and she was even more worried: "That's why I have to hurry up to heal the wound on my face, enter the palace and remind Peony, and ask her to be careful in everything." β
"Don't steal chickens and rice." The strength of Qin Yang's palm increased slightly, and he patted her twice, "Wen Wanrong, what kind of character does the emperor have, I know better than you, I advise you to enter the palace What should you do, if you don't know Peony, the emperor will definitely check her details, including who you are in contact with during this time when you enter the palace, don't say that you are a princess, and you will not let go of a palace maid." β
When Wen Wanrong heard this, her mind was broken: "But I told Concubine Qi that I brought the person in, what should I do?" β
Qin Yang pondered for a moment: "Is there a third person present when you say this?" β
Wen Wanrong shook her head.
"Does Concubine Qi Shufei have any tangible evidence, human evidence, physical evidence?"
Wen Wanrong thought for a moment and said that it didn't seem to be.
Qin Yang: "Don't look like it, think about it carefully." β
Wen Wanrong thought about it very seriously, and said: "There shouldn't be, I gave her a fan just to know what Uncle Huang likes, and then the incense on Peony's body tonight is the same as in her palace, that's all." β
"The fragrance on the peony is the same as in Concubine Qi Shu's palace?" Qin Yang'er laughed and patted her on the back, "Okay, let's sleep in peace." β
Wen Wanrong was a little confused, and subconsciously asked why?
Qin Yang closed his eyes and said: "Concubine Qi Shu wants to tell the emperor what you said, she is the stupidest scapegoat, she is ironclad, and you, as a princess, even if you send a woman to please the imperial uncle, in the eyes of outsiders, it is good to send it openly, sneaking behind the scenes, it doesn't make sense logically." β
Wen Wanrong was a thief: "But what if the imperial uncle listens to the slander and comes to check on me?" Isn't the matter of the eldest brother exposed? β
Qin Yang told her to relax: "Isn't there a peony?" You think she's a vegetarian? Since Qin Yu has the intention to train her to be a spy, some skills have not been revealed, which does not mean that she will not. β
Wen Wanrong was a little relieved: "I'm afraid that Concubine Qi Shu will target her in the harem." β
Qin Yang snorted: "I don't know who is targeting whom." β
The next moment, he opened his eyes and said in a light tone: "Don't forget, she even dared to calculate Qin Yu, and she only found out after the incident, which proved that her methods were not ordinary." β
Wen Wanrong slandered, saying that other people's ghosts are big, and you haven't been shaded by Peony.
After thinking about it, she remembered that the old lady of Renshou Palace also put her suspicions on Concubine Qi Shu, saying that she lifted a stone and hit herself in the foot.
Wen Wanrong thought, is she crooked?
At the beginning, she didn't think too far, and she didn't want to frame Concubine Qi Shu, she only thought about how to fulfill Qin Yu's request, and didn't harass Qin Yang.
Now it seems that I thought things too simply.
Then she thought of Brother Ying'er, she asked: "Big brother treats Peony like this, aren't you afraid that Brother Ying will know the truth one day and hate him as his father?" β
The question was raised, and Qin Yang was silent.
It is difficult for a Qing official to cut off family affairs, and he, a military attachΓ©, is even more finished.
"Let's talk about this later," after a pause, he said again, "Wen Wanrong, if you have to be considered ugly, the fault is on Peony, and it is taboo to act as a spy for personal feelings." β
Wen Wanrong asked, "What about being a woman?" She just likes Qin Yu, is there anything wrong? β
Qin Yang didn't want to discuss this issue: "It's stupid to do it when you know you can't do it!" β
Wen Wanrong didn't know why, thinking of herself, her expression darkened: "When I went to Jiangrong, I knew that I couldn't do it, isn't it stupid?" β
Qin Yang didn't want to mention the bad things in the past, so his tone softened: "You are different, don't think nonsense." β
Then patted her on the back and coaxed her to sleep quickly: "It's not early, I have to go to court early tomorrow, you have injuries on your body, you shouldn't stay up late." β
Wen Wanrong had never heard of Qin Yang being so warm and affectionate as today, and even the tone of saying "Lao Tzu" was soft.
She couldn't say the sweetness in her heart, and fell asleep on his chest.
After pressing it for a long time, Qin Yang felt that it was very heavy, so he gently moved her aside, covered the thin quilt, and stretched out one arm to use as a pillow for her.
Then I was afraid of crushing her lumbar vertebrae, so I deliberately moved it out and slept next to the bed.
They cherish each other and share the same bed.
At the same time, Peony was in the Baohe Hall and was tossed to death by Xiao Jing.
As early as when Xiao Jing was the prince, he led a large army to kill the Northern Barbarians in the Xiao family, pacified the war, and had the ability to take charge of himself.
It's a pity that when he didn't have him, his father didn't like his tyrannical personality and passed the throne to his brother because of the words "generosity and benevolence".
Xiao Jing pressed the peony under him, like crazy, he hadn't found this feeling for a long time, this kind of madness that made him want to stop.
He gasped and roared, like a male beast attacking his prey, not copulation, not venting, but complete possession and control, and relentless crushing.
The peony pleaded and sobbed, but to no avail, and a low cry came out of her throat, sometimes high and sometimes low.
Until Xiao Jing was exhausted, he fell on the dragon couch with her in his arms.
The bright yellow quilt had already been kicked to the side and wrapped in a ball.
Peony bit her lower lip and whimpered and cried heartbreakingly.
Xiao Jing hugged her over, out of breath, and said in a light tone: "Why do my beauties bring rain to pear blossoms?" β
Peony didn't care about the pain on her body, she rolled down from the couch, knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Ask the emperor to release the people's daughter." β
"Let you go?!" Xiao Jing reached out and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at each other, as if smiling, "If you trespass on the Golden Lotus Pond, the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped." β
"People's Girl ......" Peony lowered her eyes, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye, and just fell into Xiao Jing's palm, with a hint of cold, red eyes, and a white face, like a white drawing of a jade and white orchid dyed and powdered by Zhu Dan, clearly showing the bottom of the other party's eyes.
Xiao Jing couldn't wait for the content behind "The Folk Girl", so she kissed her forcefully, and even bit Peony's tongue too hard.
Peony instinctively retreated, and her jaw was clamped tightly, and she could only make a sound between pulling.
The more she resisted, the more Xiao Jing's possessiveness was aroused.
He rudely pulled the man back to the couch and stepped in without warning.
Peony let out a painful exclamation, and even the little eunuch on night duty outside the hall could hear it clearly.
The eunuch at the door glanced at each other and shrunk his neck, not knowing whether the one who was serving tonight was clothed in brocade or shrouded in brocade at dawn.
This kind of thing has not happened before.
When Xiao Jing was asleep, Peony hugged her legs, shrunk in the corner of the dragon couch, and kept her eyes open until dawn.
The sky was white, and the little eunuch outside the hall had knocked on the door for the third time to remind him of the early dynasty.
Xiao Jing frowned, turned over and fell asleep again.
Peony guessed that the emperor was asked to get up outside the hall, picked up a piece of clothing from the ground and put it on, got out of bed and knelt in front of the couch, and called "Emperor" twice softly, seeing that the other party moved, he said softly: "The people dare to offend, I just heard a knock on the door outside, I am afraid that I have missed Your Majesty's business." β
Xiao Jing opened his eyes, turned over, put his hand into his loose clothes, and squeezed it heavily, with a thick tiredness: "You are indeed delaying your business." β
Peony didn't dare to frown in pain, and still begged the emperor to let her go at night.
"The harem beauties are hollowing out, I don't even look at it, but you want to leave?" Xiao Jing's eyes showed strong interest, "Tell me, what is the reason?" β
Peony clutched her open clothes, her eyes reddened again, and she whispered: "The people's girls are not blessed to serve the honor of Kowloon." β
As she spoke, she took a small step back from her knees and frowned in pain.
Xiao Jing immediately understood, got up and picked him up, put him back on the couch, and smiled a little pity: "I hurt you, why don't you say it?" β
Peony turned his head and said softly: "Don't dare to say." β
Then she glanced at it secretly, immediately withdrew her gaze, and said in a quieter voice: "The folk girl is afraid of ......"
Xiao Jing leaned in and asked, "What are beauties afraid of?" β
Peony replied with seven true and three false points: "I'm afraid of the emperor." β
Xiao Jing seemed to be very satisfied with her performance, laughed, and ordered, "Change my clothes!" β
Peony responded yes and waited for Xiao Jing to get dressed.
Xiao Jing saw that she was skillful and stared at her condescendingly: "What did you do before?" β
Peony replied unhurriedly: "If you go back to the emperor, the people's daughter was Youling before." β
Xiao Jing's tail note rose with an "oh", and asked again: "What else will be besides the pipa?" β
"Singing and dancing."
"When will the beauty dance for me?"
Peony half-pushed: "Your Majesty, there are many dancing girls in your palace, and the folk girls have poor skills, so I am afraid that I will not be able to enter the holy eye." β
Xiao Jing listened to her warbler-like voice, her bones were crispy, her hands wandered around her body, and finally hooked Peony's chin: "You will stay in the Baohe Palace, and I will come to you again." β
After speaking, he turned to leave.
Immediately, two palace maids came in and waited for the peony to bathe and change clothes.
In the Fengtian Palace, civil and military officials were whispering, talking about the emperor, who has always been diligent, why is it that he is nearly half an hour late today.
A few old ministers in the front row seemed to be dissatisfied, and they shook their heads frequently, sighing and sighing.
Qin Yang raised his eyebrows, glanced away, and pretended not to see it.
Anyway, why didn't the emperor come early, others don't know, he knows what's going on, and muttered in his heart, the emperor sleeps with a woman, he gets up late, and he has to report to a few of you old things?