Famous Boudoir Conspiracy: Daughter of Concubine Married for Second Time and Abandoned Her Husband

Chapter 78

Without the fetters of An Zijin, His Highness will no longer stare at An Fu. If he doesn't offer his body, how can he capture this man's heart?

As she thought about it, her body became softer and softer, and her soft moans were intertwined with her heavy breathing.

Bai Junyou lowered his head, looked at her eyes that were closed because of nervousness and her red lips that were slightly parted after being kissed, and suddenly thought of another face that was elegant and beautiful, but that face was more indifferent Stubbornness and arrogance to everything.

If the person in my hands was her at this moment, what would it be like?If I can get her... even her heart...

An Zijin...

Bai Junyou silently recited these three words in his heart, and then his eyes seemed to be ignited by the flames rising in his heart. He stretched out his hand and grabbed An Xianglan's slender neck, then hugged her and held her in his arms. He stepped away from the bed.

The intertwined figures on the bed were even more enthusiastic under the half-covered crimson curtain, with their lotus arms wrapped around the man's chest, giving off a seductive look.

"Your Highness..." The painful cry was bitten on her lips, An Xianglan endured the pain and arched her body, facing his fierce attacks round after round.

Without pity at all, Bai Junyou firmly pressed An Xianglan, who was frowning, as if venting some indescribable emotion.

An hour later, with a low, coquettish voice, An Xianglan picked up the lake-blue bellyband scattered beside the bed, blushed and buried it under the quilt.

However, Bai Junyou frowned. An Zijin, who was so full of himself just now, was actually very displeased when he saw An Xianglan's face.

"I will welcome you into the mansion when I succeed." After speaking, Bai Junyou got up and picked up the purple python robe on the hanger beside him.

Enduring the pain under his body, An Zijin got up, his inner clothes were a little disheveled, but he quickly took the jade belt beside him to tie it on for Bai Junyou.

Bai Junyou shook off her hand impatiently, "I'm not used to it."

An Xianglan's slender figure was a little weak, and she knelt down on the footrest in front of the bed, her tears were hazy, and there were still traces of love on her pretty face, which was even more pity.

Bai Junyou glanced at her, helped her up, and said gently: "Get up, I'm just not used to it." After speaking, he coaxed her to get fully dressed, and then went out to give some instructions.

Not long after, a maid with a low eyebrow and pleasing eyes came into the room. She held a bowl of medicine and said, "Miss An, this is His Royal Highness's order to make body nourishing soup for you. Drink it while it's hot."

An Xianglan glanced at the dark concoction, and immediately understood, under Yang's teaching, this thing is not unfamiliar at all, and drinking it after intercourse will prevent pregnancy.

She stared at the bowl for a moment, picked up the medicine bowl and drank it in a few sips, then asked with a frown, "Where is Your Highness?"

The servant girl still had that respectful but not humble attitude, "Miss, don't worry, Your Highness has left here beforehand, if you want to go back home, you can use the carriage here, His Highness has already given orders."

An Xianglan blushed slightly, and even had the feeling that she was the proprietress of this huge Tianyi Teahouse. After all, having the approval of everyone in this Tianyi Teahouse was just an appearance, and the essence was to get His Highness's favor.

I am different from those Le Ji dancers who are only for fun in the back house, what I want is a real identity!

I walked around the Tianyi Tea House again, except for the back building guarded by the hidden guards, I saw all the other luxurious places, and then An Xianglan dragged her exhausted body into a gorgeous luxury car. carriage.

"Miss An, I'm afraid Your Highness may not be here in time. I will escort you home." After the butler finished speaking, he got into the outer seat of the carriage, regardless of An Xianglan's thoughts, but An Xianglan thought of the bed just now. As soon as I got close to him a few times, my heart throbbed uncontrollably and shyly.

After returning to the Grand Master's Mansion, she quickly went back to her yard, not even going to pay her respects to Mrs. Yang, and went back to the house on the pretext of feeling unwell.

After An Tongfu came out of Qingtongyuan, his face was almost livid with anger. An Zijin's attitude was even tougher than Gu Jing's. The scene is over.

He flung his sleeves away resentfully, but he didn't dare to do anything. This woman was different from his eldest daughter who was generous and sensible, and also different from the third daughter who was soft and easy to deal with. An Zijin was a little too much like him. Nothing cheap!

In Qingtong courtyard, Fu Ling's eyes almost widened, "Miss, you talk to the master like this... this..."

An Zijin nodded her forehead, "I'm still talking about it... This matter is over like this, and there is no need to mention it in the future."

Fu Ling pursed her lips unwillingly, looked at An Zijin and said, "Miss...why is this marriage? Although the master didn't love the miss before, it was absolutely right not to break the marriage contract with An Guogong all these years. , Mr. An has done so many things for Miss, Miss... Are you being too hasty?"

An Zijin lowered her head and smiled faintly, suppressing all the emotions in her heart, "How can there be so many words? It's a mistake that our marriage contract continues to be tied."

"But Mr. Guo is very kind to Miss..."

Fu Ling pressed the edge of the table and continued to ask: "Miss... I don't understand why you would do this."

An Zijin raised her clear eyes without any impurities, "Don't ask any more, this matter will pass quickly..."

"Miss... Grandpa Guo even wants you to propose a divorce. He is taking care of your face."

Fu Ling propped her chin and sat on the footrest, looking puzzled at this young lady who was so calm before the mountain collapsed.

An Zijin wiped the scrolls of several ancient paintings with a kerchief in his hand, "This is a painting to be sent to Princess Yongning's mansion."

Fu Ling curled her lips, "Princess Yongning seems to dislike you very much, what's the use of giving this painting away?"

An Zijin said seriously: "She is a person who really understands painting, even if I gave it to her, I don't think it's a waste, not to mention...she and I don't have any conflicts that need to be separated forever. I promised to send it over."

Fu Ling nodded, "Miss is kind-hearted."

An Zijin smiled without saying a word, and looked at the scrolls of these paintings again, making sure that there was no dust, so he put the paintings into the wooden box with his own hands.

"Take a piece of soothing spice and put it in a wooden box."

After An Zijin gave her orders, she sealed the wooden box, "Send it to Princess Yongning's mansion tomorrow, so I'm the one who sent it."

"What if you get dismissed?" Fu Ling smiled coyly.

An Zijin smiled and shook her head, "She's not that kind of person. Although she can accuse me of being stupid, she won't embarrass me."

At this moment, Mu Jin entered the inner room, just in time to see An Zijin walking towards the window with downcast eyes, her face couldn't hide her joy, "Miss, there is a commotion in Ning Yuxuan!"

(End of this chapter)