Solitary pet

Chapter 69

Wei Jinzhi paused for a few seconds, then frowned, and waved his hands, "Why do you come out? Since it was sent in, it was just for the purpose of occupying a place in the palace. He didn't touch women before, but now he does, one is not enough? "

Master Wei Er nodded, thinking that what Jin Zhi said made sense, the ruthless King Pingling was invulnerable no matter whether it was the palace or the backyard.

Although King Pingling lost his sacred heart due to eccentricities in the early years, he has always been strict with himself and works hard, and his mother's family is powerful. If he wants to fight for the throne in the future, he will definitely be a strong opponent.

Finally, there is an opportunity to install eyeliner, so you must grasp it well.

Maybe it will become a strong enemy in the future.Know thyself, ever-victorious.

Master Wei Er asked: "We have little contact with King Pingling, and if we send someone in, what if we are picked out?"

Wei Jinzhi smiled faintly, "It's because our family has never had anything to do with him, so he would want to send people in. Not only the palace, but also one or two of the retainers around him. I looked at Sanfang's book Qian is good, think of a way to get close, and it would be best to send him to him."

The mountain is very cold, the clouds and mists are filled, and when the wind blows, they are scattered in the forest, looking cold.

Wei Jinzhi stood under the pine needle tree, his body was thin, he sucked in the cold air, and coughed uncontrollably.

He wore little clothes, and after waiting on the mountain for a long time, he was already icy cold. When he coughed, he lost any blood, and his face became paler.

While coughing, he explained to Master Wei Er what he was going to do next.

Master Wei Er listened carefully, with an indescribable feeling in his heart.

As the saying goes, seven orifices are exquisite, and his son has one more orifice than seven orifices.

Composing poems at the age of three, high school at the age of nine, famous in Wangjing at the age of 12, and knowing the direction of the affairs discussed by the court at the age of 14, as long as he enters politics, he will definitely be able to worship the prime minister.

It's just... Master Wei Er sighed, the best of both worlds is often impossible to ask for, and it gave his son such an intelligence and talent, but robbed him of his future.

Hey, it's also the sins accumulated by the ancestors, so I can't blame others!
Thinking of this, Master Wei Er began to mutter: "If your grandfather hadn't offended King Jingning because of a woman, he wouldn't have provoked the sage's wrath, and the Wei family would never be allowed to worship high positions. Now our family has already Brilliant Tengda, why bother..."

Wei Jinzhi coughed even worse, almost coughing up all his viscera.

He listened to Master Wei Er's words, but he didn't answer, he turned his back, pulled his sleeves and covered his mouth and coughed, as if he wanted to block it.

Second Grandma Wei felt so sorry that her heart was about to break, she hurriedly stepped forward and patted him on the back, "Jinzhi, although it is important to advise the Third Highness, you should also cherish your own body, you know, the whole family is looking forward to you. "

Gasping for breath, Wei Jinzhi touched the Langhao brush in his hand, smiled in his eyes, and said, "That's right, there are still people looking forward to me."

The Wangfu is big, He Sheng is a bit confused about the sense of direction, Shen Hao ordered someone to draw a panorama of the Wangfu, Hesheng took the map, walked around for several days, his legs were sore and tired, and finally he was familiar with every corner of the Wangfu .

Shen Hao has been busy with business affairs these few days, and finally got free to go to her room.Cuiyu replied at the door, "I just finished eating and fell asleep."

Shen Hao frowned slightly, and looked at the sun.The daylight is shining white, the sun is still hanging in the sky, why do you fall asleep?
Lifting the corner of the robe, he stepped into the room.The room was dimly lit, the windows were tightly closed, a glass lamp was lit in the inner room, and incense was lit next to it—it was soothing incense.

Shen Hao's thick eyebrows frowned even tighter, and he walked towards the bed, and saw that she was sleeping on the inside, wearing a baggy inner garment, with small shoulders, and a pair of arms exposed outside.

Knowing that she is afraid of the heat, I sent someone to chisel ice every three hours and deliver it to her room. Two large porcelain buckets filled with ice were piled up next to the bed, and the cold air wafted out.

She stayed on the bed to sleep, but she still felt hot and drowsy, with sweat on her neck and forehead, and her fine hair and skirt were wet.

Standing at the bedside, Shen Hao couldn't see her face, so he leaned over to look in, and saw that her small mouth was raised high, the corners of her lips were not wiped clean, and she was muttering in sleep.

After watching for a long time, my waist has been lowered, and I feel a little sore.

Because of the work of digging a canal in the east, he traveled for a long time and had many things left behind. He got up early every day and didn't come back until midnight.

It's still early today, and it's hard to spare a few hours. It would be too wasteful to let her sleep like this.

He stretched out his hand to embrace her shoulders, and turned her whole body to face the bed. She still didn't wake up like this, but it was just a dream. As soon as she let go, she turned over and went back to sleep.

It's not a pig, so it can sleep.Shen Hao was stunned, unwilling to give up, pinched her shoulders, shook her lightly, and then with more force, until finally he became cruel and lifted her quilt.

Unexpectedly, she was wearing an underwear on top, but she was wearing a gauze skirt underneath, which was thin and sheer, curled up.

He Sheng woke up, rubbed his eyes, his consciousness was not so clear, and called him stickyly: "Why are you here, are you done with your work?"

Shen Hao's heart skipped a beat, seeing her lying there sleepy, with big eyes open, looking at him innocently.

He held his breath for a few seconds.When he came back to his senses, he was already in a daze.

He Sheng was still sleepy, seeing that he didn't answer, thought it was a hallucination, closed his eyes and prepared to continue sleeping.

"Go inside."

He sent a message, and He Sheng thought vaguely: So it wasn't a hallucination, maybe it was in a dream.Subconsciously moved inside, someone lay down next to him.

The hand was grabbed and pulled on his chest, and he heard him say: "Let's go for a walk later, there is a pool next to Linxiao Pavilion, and there are fireflies in the small woods there."

He Sheng said "Oh", "I went there the night before, and there are no fireflies there."

Really not, I just want to take a walk with her at night and taste the feeling of the flowers before the moon and under the moon.He moved forward, next to her back, "Not last night, but tonight."

She lazily replied, her voice was soft and picky.

Shen Hao moved his head to her shoulder, "Why do you remember going out at night, aren't you afraid?"

In my impression, she is very timid.

Because—I want to get familiar with this place as soon as possible.He said that she has to lead the guests when they come in the future.He Sheng was half asleep thinking about it, and replied, "Don't be afraid, this is your home."

Her breathing was neither heavy nor shallow, and the thin rope wrapped around her neck swayed gently with her breath.

Looking down, Shen Hao stared intently, "It's also your home."

The neck was sprayed by his scorching breath, and it was a little itchy. He Sheng stretched out his other hand to scratch. When she moved, Shen Hao immediately looked back and lay down.

Suddenly remembered something.Shen Hao grabbed her hand tightly and asked, "Did your mother teach you how to serve your husband before you got married?"

He Sheng could hear it vaguely, and replied, "Yes."

Shen Hao asked again: "What about the boudoir?"

(End of this chapter)