Concubine, please respect yourself

Chapter 47
In front of Fahai Temple, there is a thick bodhi tree planted, with faint spots of light, bringing a sense of piety.

Going up along the Qinglian stone road, you can faintly hear a little novice chanting Zen sutras that relax your mind.

Lu Ziyu and Luo Ning walked for a while, and finally saw the roof of the temple covered with glazed tiles. The two were delighted and quickened their pace.

A monk carrying water passed by, and when he saw them, he clasped his hands together and saluted.

Lu Ziyu teased his heart, and smiled brightly at the little monk, until the little monk knocked over the wooden bucket full of water beside him in shame.

"Is little master alright?" He kindly took two steps forward, presumably reaching out to help him lift the wooden barrel up.

The little monk had never seen such a charming lady before, he could not speak a word, he just picked up the wooden barrel and left in despair.

The abbot may have explained that any woman with a beautiful appearance and a coquettish posture is a demon.

"Little master, you carry a pole."

Where can you see the shadow of a monk in the lush forest?

Luo Ning smashed his mouth, and fanned the wind with his handkerchief. He was also pitiful for that little monk, who could be amused by his own lady even if he fetched water.

After entering the Buddhist temple, Lu Ziyu found a statue of Avalokitesvara surrounded by incense, then knelt down on the futon, kowtowed respectfully and put on a stick of incense.

She does not seek wealth, but only peace.

I thought of the scene in my dream when I fainted in Suzhou City.

Who put that letter collaborating with the enemy and treason, and where was it placed?

She didn't have a clue, maybe she was worried that the disaster of destroying her family in her previous life would happen again.

Fortunately, now that I am in Beijing, I am a little closer to that confusing nightmare.

After three prostrations, he picked up the round fan and got up.

Luo Ning came up to meet her, seeing the young lady's pale face, worried in her heart: "Miss, are you tired from climbing the mountain?"

Lu Ziyu still didn't want to tell the news, it's not that she couldn't trust anyone, she was afraid that it would cause panic among the people.

"It's nothing, just the pain from the grinding of the feet." Kuan Jie smiled and said nothing more.

After Luo Ning saw that the young lady prayed to Buddha, she had something on her mind, so she said a little less on the way down the mountain.

Moving to the front of the car, Luo Ning saw that the driver was dodging, but he didn't think about it, and opened the curtain to ask the young lady to go in first.

Lu Ziyu arched himself into the car, and screamed hastily.

Luo Ning hurriedly opened the curtain to take a look, only to see her young lady sitting weakly on the soft blanket, her green fingers pointing at a man in a black and purple boa robe, who looked like a cool autumn night.

This person is the Ninth Prince?
Can't wait for her to look more, the chill swept over her again.

Luo Ning shrunk his neck, gave the lady a look of "seeking good luck", hurriedly withdrew, and straightened the curtain, asked the driver to get out of the car together, avoiding the two masters in the car .

"Come here!" Ying Su first uttered a voice to break the silence.

Lu Ziyu sniffled, stretched out his hands and rubbed his buttocks. She was so scared by this man that her feet went limp, she hurt from the fall, and she was also angry in her heart.

Seeing her pitiful look, the coolness in her eyes also faded, and her big palms covered her graceful waist and moved towards her bosom.

Her delicate body trembled slightly, and she raised her head to look at the man above.

Ying Su embraced her, met the winking eyes with spring mist on her bottom, and asked in a deep voice, "Why are you avoiding me?"

Lu Ziyu suppressed the secret joy in his heart, but his face still showed that delicate grievance, he bit his rouge lightly, and muttered in a low voice: "It's not because of others"

Seeing her faltering and unable to speak, the thin lips on her cold and handsome face were slightly pursed with displeasure.

She stretched out her hand and lightly tugged on the man's cuff, her cheeks blushed, and she muttered in a low voice, "I've grown a lot recently, I'm sorry to meet you."

Ying Su was startled, her face became serious, she raised her hand and tapped the little head of the woman in her arms, and said to herself, "It's not a watermelon?"

Okay, is this changing the tricks and joking about yourself?

Lu Ziyu got angry for a while, and lightly picked his fingertips, then he took off his collar a little bit, revealing the lake-colored little clothes inside, pointed to a place where the skin was reddened by the satin rope, and said angrily: "Look, everyone here has been stamped out."

How bold, dare to seduce him so brightly.

Ying Su hastily raised her hand and pulled the clothes up to cover the spring light.

The cedar fragrance and sandalwood fragrance in this car are blended together, gradually giving birth to a charming appearance.

"Don't move." A cold shout came from above her head, and she was so scared that she quickly retracted into the man's arms.

Seemingly feeling ashamed, she bit the man's front with her teeth bared, and asked timidly, "You're pissing me off!"

"I do not have."

"Obviously there is!"

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Ying Su glanced at the water stains on her robe, then looked at the sloppy look of the little woman in her arms, and sighed with her forehead: "It seems that today I can only spend money to eliminate disasters!"

These words aroused her interest, she put her arms around the man's neck, and smiled charmingly: "What money?"

This flirting look is just like a concubine's favorite.

Ying Su also benefited from her action of ingratiating herself, so she raised the chin of the beauty in her arms and asked with a chuckle, "How about the three shops in the city?"

What a trick, pinching her weakness.

Shops in the capital are hard to find, most of them are private property of aristocratic families, the Lu family has just arrived, even though they are saints and newly promoted ministers, they understand the truth that a strong dragon can't overwhelm a local snake.

She wants a shop, but three are not enough.

The small hands around the man's neck gently slid from the side of the ear to the front of the neck, slowly rubbing against each other.

"How about seven rooms?"

Seeing her lips parting slightly, Ying Su talked to herself about the conditions, lost her soul for some reason, and replied, "Where's Shijian?"

Wouldn't it be better if there were more?
She has always been greedy.

Lu Ziyu sat up with a smile, his bright eyes seemed to be full of amorous feelings, he looked at the man in front of him delicately, his hands were not honest, and at some point moved to the man's chest, drawing small circles.

"Fifteen rooms?"

She made this request, but after a while, the fifteen shops cost tens of thousands of taels in silver.

This family had just given away the house, and asked for a shop again. If outsiders knew about it, they might scold them behind their backs for how shameless the Duke of Lu's mansion is.

Ying Su firmly grasped the little hand that was making trouble on her chest, without showing any emotion, she responded hoarsely: "Okay."

He enjoyed this beauty trick to the extreme.

Seeing the man agreeing, Lu Ziyu was also taken aback, and smiled at him again.

Seeing the woman in her arms looking like a villain, Ying Su coughed lightly to cover up her loss of composure just now: "Are you happy?"

Without answering, she smiled and touched his chin lightly with her delicate lips, as if giving an answer.

Ying Su didn't expect her to be so bold, could she really treat him as a gentleman?Just when she was about to reprimand her, she heard the little woman growling in her stomach.

Lu Ziyu wanted to find a place to hide right now, but she lost face in front of this man again.

These days, in order to lose two inches of meat, I just drank a bowl of rice porridge in the morning. Who would have thought that after climbing a mountain today, my stomach would be hungry faster.

But it's so inappropriate.

Ying Su was serious, staring at her belly and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Rouge couldn't hide the rosy glow on her face, she stroked her flat stomach, Jiao Didi said "hmm", she became ashamed again and buried her head in the man's arms.

(End of this chapter)