He Yue was deflated in the house, and he didn't want to argue about anything.

She stopped talking, leaning on the low couch, her hand still on Ning Rusong's palm.

Ning Rusong is always like this, he likes to say something specious, and when he speaks, it is not that He Yue understands anything, but that he has already closed the coffin, what an arbitrary person, and his unbridled temperament is almost unchangeable.

"Is there any other injury?" Ning Rusong asked, looking at her with dark eyes.

All the words he had said before were swept away, as if he had just said it casually.

"It's gone." He Yue withdrew her hand coldly, she was not muddy wood, she always had some temperament.

She has never been a docile person, and her temper is also pungent, but she is controlled by others and forced to put on a soft surface.

Ning Rusong bent down and hugged He Yue's waist and legs, and then hugged her.

He barely used any strength, and He Yue was suspended in the air.

He Yue grabbed his tight arm with his hand in shock, and his pink and white soft fingers kneaded the sleeves of his black shirt into folds, what is this for?!

Ning Rusong carried He Yue into the bed in the dormitory without saying a word.

He Yue almost immediately thought of the incident of Fengyue on the bed, and hurriedly retreated inside.

Why is this man like this? Don't be cheeky in the blue sky and white days!

The slender and beautiful willow leaves were round, her face was red, and it was easy to see the gloom on her face, but Ning Rusong felt very pitiful.

Compassion and the desire to destroy often appear at the same time, and it is because of the desire to destroy that there is pity.

"What do you think?" Ning Rusong smiled lightly, and his sharp eyebrows and eyes eased down, highlighting his good skin.

But He Yue understood from the first time he saw Ning Rusong that he was a bad billet with a poisonous heart, and whoever really believed in his noble and handsome appearance would not be far from festering his internal organs and dying.

He Yue didn't reply, lowered her eyelids, stared at the intricate patterns on the bed quilt, and still held back a mouthful of resentment in her heart that could not be dissipated.

Ning Rusong didn't ask again, his jade white slender fingers picked up the tender green tie around He Yue's waist, the movement was very light and slow, first hooked his fingers in, and then pulled out.

He Yue propped up the bed with her hand, trying to struggle, but a strong hand pressed on the middle of her waist and back as expected, and slowly pressed down, she was easily suppressed, and let her dress fall apart.

"Lone hasn't been so greedy." Ning Rusong's eyes were dark, and the speed at hand remained unchanged, "Lone just checked to see if you still have injuries on your body." ”

He said it in a high-sounding manner, and the movements in his hands were not too cute, He Yue knew that he couldn't resist, so he lay on his stomach and let him do it.

His fingers were cold, He Yue trembled from time to time, and finally the coldness stopped at her waist.

"It's like pinching it out." Ning Rusong's voice was calm and unspeakable.

His hand stopped there, did not move again, and then took her waist, "Say something, don't be too angry." ”

He Yue turned her back to Ning Rusong, she couldn't see his face clearly, her beautiful shoulder blades trembled slightly, like a fluttering butterfly that couldn't escape.

"Have pity on me." He Yue spit out this sentence for a while, and her voice trembled, "You are always so terrible, I will never be able to figure out your thoughts." ”

Ning Rusong was stunned for a moment, turned her around, and found that she was crying, and tears flowed down the stream, dripping on the brocade quilt.

Her beautiful little face was messed up with the pink and white crying, and she always had a way to make people pity her and indulge her, which seemed to be her innate ability.

Ning Rusong covered her body with a quilt and suppressed her voice slightly, "You don't need to figure it out, you just need to be obedient." ”

There are many people who figure out his thoughts, and He Yue is not the only one, she just needs to be obedient.

He Yue rarely took the initiative to reach out and wrap his hand around Ning Rusong's neck, burying his face in his chest, still crying and crying, and his body trembled slightly.

"How do you be obedient?" She asked in a dissatisfied tone, but with sobs that were unbearable.

He Yue didn't wait for Ning Rusong to reply to her, and continued, "You also said that you can't go to the racecourse alone in the future, and you have to wait until you have leisure." ”

"But you're always so busy, can't I just be bored in the courtyard? I can't go out of the palace, I want to go back to Lijia Village to see, but you don't allow the palace card to be approved by you, and you don't feel much at ease. ”

She tilted her head slightly, and another tear fell on the skin of Ning Rusong's neck, bringing some undetectable touch.

Ning Rusong lifted her face, wiped away the tears with her fingers, and looked at her crying red eyes, she was really unruly, she was confused, it was always you and me, and she didn't care about humility.

He often wondered if he was too indulgent, and no princess and concubine would be as pampered as He Yue.

"Yueyue, the palace is very big, and the East Palace is also very big, bigger than Lijia Village, bigger than Min County, don't always think about going out, it will only increase your troubles."

"You are already the crown princess, in fact, you have already got the freedom that many people want."

Ning Rusong hugged He Yue's thin shoulders, and said in a tone that seemed to be comforting, "If you were a concubine at the beginning, you would be really uncomfortable." ”

He slid his other hand down and put it on her knee, his voice was clear, "You will go to the concubine every day to say goodbye, if you want to make things difficult for you, you have to kneel and serve tea, when she tells you to get up, you can get up, this is called rules and decency." ”

"If you are the most humble Fengyi, or even just a palace maid, anyone can make you kneel down, you have to be smiling and gracious, if you go out of the pool, they will punish you, torture, whipping, slapping, grounding, and those eunuchs and palace maids who watch the dishes will trample you, so that you are not full of food and clothing."

"At that time, how can you think about what is comfortable, you will desperately compete for favor, climb up step by step, and when you reach Liangyuan, you will think why the concubine is not you, people, always greedy and insufficient."

Ning Rusong lowered her head slightly and gave a kiss to her reddened lower eyelids, feeling some wet and salty taste, "You won't want to feel it, Yueyue." Lone knows that you have never liked to kneel, so Lone is also exempt from kneeling on weekdays. ”

He spoke softly, softly, like a husband caring for his wife.

His hand was still on He Yue's knee, as if a piercing cold was invading her knee, and then spreading to the whole leg, she moved her leg uneasily, not much, and did not break free.

After a while, he removed his hand from her knees, patted her back gently, and coaxed her, "When Lone always has free time, you can just ride a horse and talk to Lone in advance, if you are bored, go to the Imperial Garden, or you can go to the opera troupe to sing and sing." ”

Ning Rusong saw He Yue nodded, so he caressed her back lovingly, and hooked the corners of her lips in a good mood.

He imprinted a kiss on He Yue's ruddy lips, feeling her temperature, "If you are really in a bad mood, ask those concubines to kneel and serve you tea, you are too kind to them, you have to teach them to be humble." ”