After tossing for half an hour, he was sweating profusely, she was drenched in sweat, and the maid outside the door left contentedly.

"You...... Why don't you press it? She bit her soft lips lightly, her pretty face was crimson, and her eyes were full of desire.

"Add the clock, but you have to add money." Song Che put down the jade feet, turned over and got off the bed, walked to the door to confirm that the maid had left, then turned back to the bedside and extinguished the candle, and said softly: "They won't let go of ecstasy tonight, Princess Tuya can sleep in peace." ”

He walked over to the fire and put together two chairs, intending to sit still.

After being silent for a long time, the beautiful woman in bed said: "It will be very cold in the middle of the night, and the stove will not be warm, you and I are already husband and wife, and we should have shared the same bed......"

Song Che fiddled with the charcoal fire and said softly: "I have already had a vague experience in Daliang, but I don't want to come again in your Hu country, princess, don't worry, I will not touch you in the future." ”

He is destined to leave, leaving too many emotions behind, and it will become a burden.

There was silence for another moment.

There was a soft sobbing sound from the bed.

Song Che couldn't see the woman crying, "I heard that the women of your Hu clan are all delicate, why are your temperaments very different, just like those little daughters in our Jiangnan, crying and crying at every turn." ”

The beautiful woman on the bed said with a crying voice: "It's okay if you stay alone in the empty room, but obviously you are in the same room as your husband, and you don't even want to touch it, which is really a great shame for a new wife......"

The more she cried, the louder she became.

Song Che was really afraid that this cry would attract the maid, so he sighed lightly and turned back to the bedside, "Doesn't the princess think this marriage is ridiculous?" Anyway, you are also the daughter of the Great Khan, so you are so submissive, and you don't have any resistance at all? ”

Tuya wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, hugged the futon and said: "I am not the daughter of the Great Khan, just an unpopular royal concubine, if it weren't for marrying you, I wouldn't be canonized as a princess ......"

Xu is face scar made her dare not raise her head since she was a child, and gradually inferiority and cowardice became a habit. An ill-fated woman.

"Okay, I can go to bed, but," Song Che sat on the bed, turned, put his feet at the head of the bed, his head at the end of the bed, and got into the quilt and said: "I sleep with mine, you sleep with yours, we don't touch each other." ”

Tuya didn't speak, perhaps by acquiescence.

Snowflakes fall on the tiles, making a "rustling" sound, and nature's whispering is as sleepy as a lullaby.

Unconsciously, Song Che closed his eyes and fell asleep, but half-asleep, the squirming in the nest woke him up again.

He opened his eyes sleepily, and two bright eyes appeared in front of him.

Tuya poked her head out of the bed, and the whole person was prostrate on Song Che's chest, cautiously shy, and generous with desire.

"You ......"

Song Che wanted to pull her away, but just held on to her thin waist and slipped naked.

"I know you dislike me and think I'm ugly, but this is the order of the Great Khan, and it is my duty as a wife...... Husband, don't worry, the scar on my face is burned, not born, and you and my children will not inherit it in the future. ”

She wanted to catch up, but Song Che gently pinched her lips, "Why do you insist on giving birth to me?" ”

She said, "This is the order of the Great Khan and Lord Arhan......"

Song Che understood that if he had offspring with a Hu princess, the child would become a shackle and tie him up here.

Want to "marry your son"? This is of course impossible. Song Che even suspected that this woman was an undercover agent who was placed next to him, and he had to be cautious in everything he said and did.

"Princess Tuya, in our Daliang, if you want to have a child, you must prepare for pregnancy in advance, if you are in a hurry, the child will not be smart, I am freezing and starving all the way from Tubo to your Hu country, and my physical fitness has obviously declined, so it is better to let me recuperate for a period of time first, and then carry out the 'human creation project'?" Song Che asked with a smile.

Tuya thought for a moment and hummed softly.

Song Che didn't pull her away from her body, her hot delicate body was very warm, "Tell me, about this scar on your face?" ”

When she mentioned this, she looked sentimental, hid her side face again, and then said: "This is what happened when I was five years old......"

Tuya's father was a cousin of the current Great Khan Timur, a royal clansman, and was once the most courageous warrior of the Hu tribe, when Tuya was seven years old, her father died in the war with the Liang, which is why she disliked the Liang people.

After her father's death, her mother died of depression, and she had no direct brother, and her face was traumatized, and gradually, she was also estranged from the royal family, if it weren't for Song Che coming to Hu, she would still be living at home by weaving, which is why she has a pair of rough hands that do not match the status of a princess.

"You know how to weave?"

"I can weave cloth, make clothes, embroidery, and the two dowries in the guest hall are all woven and embroidered by myself."

This is her only little pride.

I don't know if Song Che made his fortune in the textile business, and for women who can weave, there is some intimacy for inexplicably.

As they hugged and chatted, their relationship seemed to be more familiar.

Although tonight's encounter has a purpose, any accident comes from fate.

There are tens of millions of people in the world, but sleeping with her, how can it not be called fate?

……

Early the next morning.

"Da Da Da ......"

A knock at the door woke up the sleeping two, and the maid outside the door shouted:

"Master, Lord Arhan has come to you, and he has asked the slaves and maidservants to come and ask you to get up."

Tuya wanted to speak back, but Song Che said: "You go and tell them that the Liang people are going to sleep lazy, let him come back in an hour, or wait for me in the guest hall for an hour." ”

"Huh? This ......"

"I wouldn't get up anyway, on such a cold day, I'd rather be curled up under the covers all day."

Song Che said, pulled the quilt over his head, and continued to sleep.

"Husband, you are really angry, except for the Great Khan and several princes in the capital, no one dares to refuse Lord Arhan's orders." Tuya's eyes were full of admiration.

Song Che smiled: "Otherwise, why do you guess he would give me such a big mansion and send the princess to my bed?" ”

The maid called a few more times outside the door, but left when she saw that no one was paying attention.

After a while.

"Knock knock!"

Slam the door.

"The surname is Song! Was it because last night was too intense or something, and I couldn't even get out of bed? Get up and get out, or I'm going to go in!" Chachai's rough voice rang out outside the house.

Frightened, Tuya's body shrank, "It's the most cruel 'executioner' General Chachai in Hu State......"

At this time, Arhan's voice also sounded: "Mr. Song, it's not that we want to disturb your dreams, we Khan want to see you, but we must not miss it." ”