romantic flower

This scene passed in a flash, leaving a trace on Zhao Jingxue's heart.

Following Song Yi's footsteps through the courtyard, he realized how big this house was originally located in the wilderness!

Of course, compared to the imperial palace, it is still pitifully small, but compared to seclusion, such a house is a bit too big.However, after thinking about it for a while, Zhao Jingxue will feel relieved. After all, there are so many women in Song Yi, and everyone has different temperaments. Naturally, so much space is needed to satisfy these women's leisure time... .

Xiao Wushuang and the other children went to play alone after returning home, but Song Yi took Zhao Jingxue into a study.

The window of the study room is closed, but because the location is very good, the light coming in through the window paper still makes the room not so dark. Zhao Jingxue was wondering why Song Yi brought her here alone, when suddenly the whole person was froze. Song Yi turned over and pressed on the desk, making a soft and delicate sound of a girl.

"Ah! What are you doing?" Zhao Jingxue shouted in shock, turning her head to look at Song Yi in panic.

The light just shone on Song Yi's face, revealing an evil smile. Song Yi sneered and said, "Didn't you call yourself I before? Didn't you want to fill me into your harem? I won't teach you a lesson." How do you know girls have to learn to be reserved..."

After finishing speaking, Song Yi held down Zhao Jingxue's body that was trying to struggle, and slapped her upright buttocks.

"Crack!" resounded in the room, accompanied by Zhao Jingxue biting her lip...

The clothes Zhao Jingxue was wearing were high-quality silk skirts even though they were low-key, and when she patted her soft buttocks through such a thin skirt, it seemed that an amazing elasticity quickly bounced off Song Yi's warm palm, leaving her dying. A wonderful touch.

Zhao Jingxue was lying on the desk, her face was blushing when she turned around, and she stared at Song Yi fiercely, wanting to issue some warnings, but the water in her eyes made her look even threatening .

The girl's buttocks are extraordinarily delicate, different from the bluntness of girls, nor the excessive softness of women, with a unique touch.

But because of this, Zhao Jingxue is also extraordinarily sensitive. While Song Yi was amazed, she could also feel Song Yi's hot palm touching her buttocks, and then being bounced away. A piece of fiery feeling...

That kind of hotness is different from any feeling she knows, like the pain with a touch of comfort, like the feeling when secretly eating spicy food outside the palace, spicy but refreshing!

"This damn guy must have done it on purpose!" Zhao Jingxue bit her lip and complained in her heart, but she dared not question excessively due to the girl's shyness.

Song Yi didn't really want to 'eat' her, but he couldn't bear to give up that touch for a while, so when the second palm fell, it was no different from touching.

Zhao Jingxue's breath became heavy, and the girl's physique was unbearable to be teased.

"Forget it, I'll spare you this time, and don't say such stupid things next time!" Song Yi reluctantly let go of Zhao Jingxue, who had already been limp, and said calmly.

Released by Song Yi, Zhao Jingxue snorted before getting up from the desk. Only then did she find some ink stains on her clothes, and she couldn't help but coquettishly said: "Look... how should I see people now?"

"Others don't know, you can just find a reason." Song Yi said.

"Anyway, I don't care, don't think I don't know what your plan is...Although you let me sit on the throne, the civil servants are the ones you put out, and the military officers are also yours. This has nothing to do with you What's the difference when you're the emperor yourself?"

"Oh? And then..."

"I don't want to continue to be this empress anymore, you have to find a way for me to come down!" Zhao Jingxue stared at her resentfully, feeling a faint numbness on her buttocks.

"It's not enough right now. Many things can only be balanced by you, and it's easier for people to accept. As for the future... At that point, no one will force you if you don't want to be a queen! "

"But when do I have to wait?"

"What are you in a hurry for?" Song Yi looked at Zhao Jingxue teasingly, and Zhao Jingxue said angrily, "You are dead, you did all these things, and you You clearly know what I'm thinking, but you still want to ask me...Wang Fu is not entirely wrong, it is true that you have bad intentions!"

"Wang Fu is a model of a literati who suddenly gained power. Zhou Bangyan has experience in dealing with him, so whether this person can continue to be used depends on whether he can stand the test... ...As for the bad intentions you mentioned, that is really the conscience of heaven and earth, all I did was to make Da Song stronger and Fu Ping!"

"That's not what I said!" Zhao Jingxue pouted and said angrily.

Song Yi chuckled, at this moment someone knocked on the door suddenly, when the door opened, it was Qingyan who called him to eat.

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"You have taken it easy, but this debt of love should be settled as soon as it is due. I think that girl Xue'er will come into the house sooner or later."

"She still has to be in front of the queen now, how can she just accept it..."

"Hey! I finally understand. Even if you are living in seclusion in the wilderness, if you want to be peaceful, you have to calm down other women first. It's really... luck that you can't hide from!"

"If you are not happy, I can still find a way!" Song Yi said softly, hugging Qingyan's shoulders that bullied frost and snow.

"It's good now. If we really want to live on forever, it will be more lively if there are more people. Since you are willing to give up the country at your fingertips for the sake of your family, it is too late for us as women to be satisfied! But no matter what happens in the future, there will be more flowers and leaves." Some are good, anyway, this huge family wealth business, after all, there is no need to worry..."

"Look at it again, Xue'er will stay on the throne for at least two or three years. There is one thing that I really dare not let her go down and replace her with someone else before Da Song completes the current reform..."

"What's that?"

"On the grassland beyond the reach of the Great Song Dynasty, the world beyond is beyond my control, so everything I do now is to prevent future disasters from being unaware of them!"

"It's war again, is there another foreign invasion?"

"This kind of thing, after all, cannot be eliminated. It is impossible to avoid wars, but we can try our best to make wars less and less! Therefore, we must make the country rich and powerful, and the people have aspirations!"

"These things are no different from the behavior of a saint. You should do one thing first. Everyone feels that it is time to relax, otherwise there will be a shadow in the heart of that child of Pan'er... .”

The atmosphere suddenly quieted down, and Qingyan worried that Song Yi would be dissatisfied, so she squeezed her soft body into his arms even tighter.

"It's good for her to suffer some torture. Let's talk about it after she is subdued. You can't keep her stubbornness and let me accommodate her..."

"But now she has received a lot of punishment. As a woman, we all look a little miserable, let alone Pan'er, who is still young!"

"hold on......"

"Ugh."

"I want to..." Qing Yan sighed, then suddenly started a conversation and then paused.

"What?" Song Yi asked slightly curiously.

After pondering for a moment, Qing Yan plucked up the courage to say: "I think, if not...give her another child, a woman's heart will soften a lot after having a child..."

Song Yi laughed dumbfoundingly and said, "You are not punishing her, you are clearly torturing me... Do you want a child yourself?"

"How... ah! That's not what I meant... oh, slow down..."

The long night here is as gentle as water, but in the courtyard over there, Ning Shishi, who is alone, is holding a cattail leaf fan softly in the reclining chair, looking at the stars above his head, lazily but with a bit of melancholy.

In the cool breeze, there was a whistling of wild cats.

Suddenly, her slender legs subconsciously tightened a little, forming a layer of granules, as if being hit by a cool wind.