Tu Shan Jing didn't expect the other party to scare herself in front of her husband, and when she was about to scold, a hot air flow suddenly came from her fingertips, and the air flow was very weird, as soon as her fingertips felt it, she instantly disappeared into the limbs, and at that moment, she almost hummed out in comfort.

Fortunately, as a good tutor for the princess, she pursed her lips in time, but the strange feeling in her body became stronger and stronger, she seemed to be soaked in hot water, and a pair of invisible big hands were caressing her whole body, and soon she shyly noticed that the liquid between her legs was wet and sticky, and her beautiful face seemed to be slightly red as if she had been coated with a layer of powder.

"I'm really sorry I accidentally ran into the princess. Song Qingshu lowered his voice and said quickly, while calmly withdrawing his hand.

"I didn't ...... It's okay. When the other party's hand left, Tu Danjing even had a faint feeling of loss, but she quickly recovered, carefully looked at Song Qingshu's eyes, and couldn't see the crampedness and filthiness from it, and couldn't help but wonder secretly: Did he really accidentally touch me?

Recalling the feeling of thunder and fire just now, Tu Shan Jing couldn't help but feel palpitations: Could it be that what those people said was true?

It turns out that in the circle of noblewomen in the capital, this group of princesses and princesses often chatted privately, and occasionally talked about the joy of the boudoir, someone once said that if you meet the destined person, as long as the two are skin-to-skin, every inch of the woman's body will send out a soul call, eager to throw into each other's arms.

"Could it be that this Tang Kuobi is the man I am destined to be?" Tu Danjing was in a trance, her husband Wan Yanliang had never given her this feeling......

"Look at the memory of this king, why are you still standing at the door, please come in quickly, this king has already prepared a banquet. ”

Wan Yanliang's voice finally woke Tu Danjing from his trance: "Tu Danjing, Tu Danjing, how can your dignified princess have such a ridiculous idea!"

A trace of shame and anger flashed on Tu Danjing's face, and he turned around and walked towards the house, but he didn't know whether Song Qingshu was intentional or unintentional, he just stepped forward and blocked her way, causing her to lose her momentum, and the whole person suddenly bumped into the other party's arms, and her full chest pressed on Song Qingshu's arm, outlining an extremely moving curve.

Song Qingshu took a step back without a trace and saluted respectfully: "Princess first, please!"

Because Song Qingshu deliberately blocked Wan Yanliang's sight with his body just now, he didn't see what was happening, and when he heard movement here, he subconsciously turned around and asked, "Jing'er, what's wrong?"

Tu Shan Jing raised her neck and stared at the man in front of her, one after another coincidences, if he didn't mean it, even the three-year-old child didn't believe it, but thinking of the palpitating feeling just now, I don't know why, she didn't tell the truth to her husband, subconsciously brushed the hair that slipped between her eyebrows behind her ears, and replied calmly: "It's nothing." Then she walked quickly to her husband's side, as if it would be dangerous to stay here for a few more moments.

Looking at Tu Danjing's somewhat flustered figure, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Song Qingshu's mouth, recalling the amazing elasticity of his arm just now, he couldn't help but be amazed: his body is delicate, but his chest is so full, but it is also the best.

Just now, he touched her finger when he was giving the gift, and took advantage of the situation to inject the joyful true qi that had been cultivated for a long time into her body, and the Zen method is a double cultivation method, and the cultivated true qi naturally has the effect of strongly urging emotions and desires, and Song Qingshu pities his women on weekdays and rarely uses it on them, but he is not so polite to the women who are finished with a bright face.

Just now it was just a small test, Song Qingshu only lost a small trace of joy and true anger, if he really had no scruples, he could even make Tu Danjing paralyze on the spot like a lump of mud, he understood the truth of being too much, so he just left a seed in the other party's heart, waiting for it to sprout in the future, completely arousing the desire in her body.

Because of this little episode at the gate, Tu Danjing has been in a trance, Wan Yan Liang saw his wife's abnormality, plus he originally wanted to argue with Tang Kuo in private, so several people quickly ended the banquet very tacitly, and then Wan Yan Liang asked his wife to take Gebi to go around the garden in the house.

Song Qingshu was still a little worried, after all, Wan Yanliang's reputation was outside, and the ghost knew what tricks he would play, but seeing that the garden was within sight, even if something happened, he could save him in time, and secretly gave Gebi a careful look and went from the two women to the house.

There is a large man-made lake in the Hailing Palace, and the entire garden is based on this lake, Song Qingshu followed Wan Yanliang to the pavilion on a bridge in the center of the lake and sat down, looking condescendingly at a water pavilion in the garden, and his face suddenly showed a trace of surprise.

Noticing his expression, Wan Yanliang smiled and said, "Brother Tang Kuo, what do you think of this king's garden?"

"In this bitter cold northland, it has created the charm of a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, which is simply a miracle. Song Qingshu sighed sincerely.

Wan Yanliang sighed: "No matter how miraculous it is, it can't compare to the scenery of the real Jiangnan water town, Brother Tang Kuo, do you know what the greatest wish of this king is in his life?"

Song Qingshu looked strange, of course he knew about Wan Yanliang's wish, the three major wishes of the most absurd emperor in history were too famous: the major national affairs are all self-proclaimed, one also;

simply shouted out the hearts of all men, if it weren't for the fact that the two were destined to be different and not conspire with each other, he might have excitedly held his hand and shouted: Bosom friend!

Of course, now Song Qingshu can't say the heroic words in the history of Wan Yan Liang, his eyes are wandering around, and when he sees a poem inscribed on the pillar of the pavilion, he suddenly has an idea: "Thousands of miles of cars and books are mixed, how can there be a different frontier in the south of the Yangtze River? On the West Lake, the first peak of Wushan is immediately on the West Lake! Good poems, good poems, presumably the prince's greatest wish is to lead troops to conquer the Southern Song Dynasty, right?"

The first sentence of the poem mentions that "thousands of miles of cars and books are mixed" comes from the same text after Qin Shi Huang unified the six countries, but what kind of character is Qin Shi Huang? Based on this sentence alone, we can see Wan Yan Liang's unsubservient heart, but now that he has no benefit to Song Qingshu to say all this, he pretended not to understand the subtext of this sentence at all.

"Brother Tang Kuo is really the bosom friend of this king, and the greatest wish of this king in his life is to follow the martyrs and conquer the land of the Song people!" Wan Yanliang was also secretly frightened, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he didn't see anything: It's too careless, and when he leaves, he has to find someone to scrape off this poem, otherwise it will bring trouble to me sooner or later.

Unwilling to continue on this topic, Wan Yanliang had an idea in his heart, and smiled at Song Qingshu: "Brother Tang Kuo, do you remember the promise made by this king last time? ”

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "It seems that along the way, I think the princess is the best." ”