Zhao Yichen could no longer control the desire in his heart, pinched Song Zhi's chin and kissed it gently, he was very light this time.

Since he had an attachment to Song Zhi in his heart, he was no longer willing to treat her violently.

Her lips are soft.

I didn't notice it before, but now it's out of control.

Between the two, Zhao Yichen has always been in the dominant position, and Song Zhi is also acting by his actions, completely in a passive position.

She snorted lightly, and Zhao Yichen's desire was even more possessed.

He covered the spring color with his hand, and the experience was much better than before.

In front of the people you like, you can always be self-taught.

The spring yarn tent is warm, and it is difficult to sleep at night.

Song Zhi didn't resist, she always thought that Zhao Yichen was used to being strong, and now she was so gentle, which made her a little overwhelmed.

She tried hard to seal her surroundings with dirt, but they could always find the entrance from different places, and hit Song Zhi's weakest point in one fell swoop.

For this kind of thing, Song Zhi is more indifferent, she still has Helan Zhuo in her heart in the past, and she is always reluctant to get close to Zhao Yichen. Until she heard Zhao Yichen's cry for help in her heart, to this day, she can't tell whether this is compassion or something else.

The next day, the sun spilled into the room through the wooden window, and Song Zhi looked at Zhao Yichen lying on the side, which was an experience that neither of them had ever had, as if the feeling before was not as enjoyable as today.

She was a little uncomfortable with such a change, and turned her back to the past, but was embraced by Zhao Yichen.

Song Zhi still resisted Zhao Yichen's intimacy in her heart, and the scars on her arms and the wounds in her heart separated her from Zhao Yichen.

She tried to break free from Zhao Yichen's embrace, got up and sat up.

"Why don't you drink the soup today?"

"You want to drink?"

"Hmm"

Zhao Yichen was surprised, he didn't think that Song Zhi would take the initiative to ask him to drink that kind of thing.

In Zhao Yichen's impression, those concubines tried all kinds of ways to get close to the bed of the first emperor, just to leave their own traces on it and obtain the flesh and blood that belonged to the first emperor.

Song Zhi didn't think so, and even last night he had been in the lead, and he didn't have time to ask her opinion.

Her words were like a basin of cold water that woke up Zhao Yichen, the person in front of her always had a kind of high level above him, and he could easily see through what he was thinking, in front of Song Zhi, Zhao Yichen's only remaining dignity was also stripped away.

"You don't know how much that hurts the body?" Zhao Yichen was a little angry, he was angry at Song Zhi's indifference, and he was full of anger at everything around him.

"I know, but I still want to drink it." She herself has been imprisoned here, and she doesn't want her child to be born only to see the four heavens.

If she must leave an heir, then Song Zhi also hopes that her children can run freely in the vast grassland, instead of growing up in the cold city wall like Zhao Yichen.

"If you want to drink it so much, then I will give it to you!" Zhao Yichen got up with anger, and suddenly lost the gentle appearance of last night.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

She drank it all as before, and then was tortured in the futon all day.

"Tong'er, you're so beautiful now, I'm almost unrecognizable to you."

"Don't talk so much, if you let others know about your relationship with Hongu, Hongu will definitely twist your tongue."

Qiu Yutong saw a thin middle-aged woman in the side hall of Huaqing Palace.

The woman's hair was a little gray, and her beautiful appearance could be vaguely seen, and she must have been a stunning beauty when she was young.

"Okay, okay, I know, are you short of silver, I still have some here." As she spoke, the woman took out the purse from her bosom.

"Do you think this palace is like this, like a lack of money? Of course, Hongu is looking for you. Qiu Yutong's tone was not very good, and he was visibly disgusted.

"Yes, yes, look at my memory, you are all concubines now, so naturally there is no shortage. I'm already very happy when you look for me, tell me what is the matter, I will definitely help you. ”

"Your hometown is at the border, right? Help me investigate individuals. ”

"The concubine has something to inform Your Majesty."

Qiu Yutong faded the commonly used gold silk brocade pattern, and put on an uncommon plain cloud robe, from a distance, there are still some shadows of Song Zhi, but she is round and jade, plumper than Song Zhi, and does not have Song Zhi's thin and slender feeling.

"You've been clamoring to see me lately, what the hell is it for?" Zhao Yichen thought about it for a long time, but he didn't expect Song Zhi to do this.

"The concubine has something to tell Your Majesty about Song Zhi."

Qiu Yutong privately asked someone to inquire about Song Zhi's life in the desert, thinking that he could use this to slander Song Zhi's status in Zhao Yichen's heart.

"I'm accurate."

"Song Zhi is not an ordinary desert dancer, she is the concubine of King Karl of the desert, and later her mother made a mistake, and the two were driven out of the desert dynasty together, wandering in the wild for seven or eight years, living with wild beasts. There is no qualification to enter the palace as a concubine at all! ”

In Jinzhou, the maidservants who enter the palace must have a clean background, both parents are from Jinzhou, and have a certain literary literacy. Song Zhi was born in the desert dynasty, he should belong to the category of house arrest, and he has lived in the wild for so many years, and he does not have the conditions to step into the palace gate at all.

After listening to Qiu Yutong's words, Zhao Yichen was silent.

He lowered his eyebrows, pursed his lips, and stared at the blue porcelain vase in his hand, his eyes were unpredictable.

He now knows why Song Zhi is humble and noble, revealing the appearance of an obedient slave everywhere, but he always inadvertently reveals the noble and noble of a noblewoman.

Zhao Yichen couldn't help but wonder what kind of change had caused such a woman to emerge a long time ago.

"I know, but you don't have any jokes."

Qiu Yutong was a little unconvinced, and his back molars were stunned for a while, "The concubine still has something to tell Your Majesty, Song Zhinai is the twin sister of the late Monarch Li Si." ”

"What did you say??" Zhao Yichen bounced up from the golden platform in an instant, and finally saw a trace of waves in his unpredictable look.

"There is no half-lying sentence in what the concubine said, if there is half a lie, the concubine's father will die on the battlefield, and the brother will die in the end."

Once the words come out, people will believe a few points when they hear it, and Qiu Yutong swore with such a sinful oath, Zhao Yichen can't care about anything else.

"You go on."

"In the hometown of the county lord of Rith, the twins are regarded as an ominous omen, so the father of the county lord of Rith chose to throw away Song Zhi, who was born later, in order to avoid causing annihilation."