The prince is sick: it is too enchanting to marry the princess

Chapter 1337 Fanwai: There are trees in the mountains ([-])
Sima Jingxuan wanted to select some suitable people from the hidden guards to enter the Hall of Yan Luo and help him with things other than court.

He stroked the word Mencius Qi at the top of the list, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, she was always the most desperate one among the gang.

In fact, Sima Jingxuan also hesitated before, whether to give Mencius Qi a new path to prevent her from being contaminated by these dirty things.

But after thinking about it carefully, he gave up on this idea.

He was destined to take back what belonged to him, and he hoped that Mencius would stay by his side and fight side by side with him at that time.

Sima Jing hung his eyes and said flatly, "I'm waiting for you."

Waiting for the day when you can stand with me again.

Meng Ziyu tried every means to get close to Sima Jingxuan in the past two days, but the housekeeper has a temperament of not getting in, so no one saw her, but she got frustrated.

The butler has not seen any kind of scene after staying in the palace for many years, and his eyes are also very vicious, and it is clear at a glance what ideas are in Meng Ziyu's mind.

There are so many women who want to climb into the prince's bed. The housekeeper disdains this kind of person who climbs the throne, so he has always been indifferent to her.

Meng Ziyu, who hit the wall, left angrily, muttering as he walked: "What's the big deal, when I become a princess in the future, the first thing I will do is to drive you out!"

It happened that Mencius was carrying ginseng soup to give to Sima Jingxuan, but she looked pale, and there seemed to be something wrong.

Meng Ziyu hurried up to greet her, and asked with feigned concern, "Sister, are you alright?"

Mencius shook his head, "It's just that I suffered a slight injury during training yesterday, and I have to go to deliver ginseng soup to the prince."

Meng Ziyu had an idea, if she could take this opportunity to get close to the prince, wouldn't it be just what she wanted?

"Sister, you look so ugly, you should go to rest. I'll just give this ginseng soup to the prince for you."

"But……"

Meng Ziyu forcibly snatched the ginseng soup from her hand, "It's nothing good, but your current appearance will make the prince unhappy. Don't worry, I will send it to you. There will be no problem."

……

Sima Jingxuan was dealing with matters, and Meng Ziyu sent it over with ginseng soup.

"My lord, take a break and drink some ginseng soup."

Sima Jingxuan felt a pain in his head when he heard this sweet voice, and his expression was sullen, "Why are you? Where's Ziqi?"

Meng Ziyu smiled and put the ginseng soup on his table: "My sister is not feeling well, so I asked my servant to deliver it."

Sima Jingxuan expressionless: "Then you can get out now."

But he was wondering what happened to Mencius Qi, could it be that he was seriously injured yesterday?
Forget it, I still have to go and see her in person later, so that I can rest assured.

Sima Jingxuan looked up and saw that Meng Ziyu was still standing there, he was immediately displeased: "Are you still going?"

Meng Ziyu said in a low voice: "My sister told me to let the servants watch the prince drink the ginseng soup with their own eyes before leaving."

Did she say it?Sima Jingxuan picked up the bowl and took a big sip, then said impatiently to Meng Ziyu: "You step back."

Sima Jingxuan was still worried about Mencius Qi, so he didn't notice the flash of calculation in Mencius Yu's eyes.

She added something to the ginseng soup to ensure that Sima Jingxuan would be passionate after eating it, and then she would have a chance.

Meng Ziyu is full of ambitions, and she is going to decide the position of Princess Ning.

Sima Jingxuan stood up and was about to go to see Mencius Qi, but he felt hot and uncomfortable just after taking two steps.

Meng Ziyu immediately stepped forward to support him, and asked coquettishly, "My lord, are you alright?"

Sensing the abnormality in his body, Sima Jingxuan immediately realized that there was something wrong with the soup he drank just now!
His gaze was like a poisonous snake, staring at Meng Ziyu closely, "What did you put in the soup?"

Meng Ziyu shook his head in a panic: "My lord misunderstood, this is what my sister asked the slave to bring, and the slave doesn't know anything!"

How can I not understand what kind of person Mencius Qi is, it must be this Mencius Yu who is behind the scenes.

Sima Jingxuan sneered, and pinched her chin with his hand, "Are you so impatient to climb into this king's bed? Well, this king will help you!"

"Tear--"

Sima Jingxuan stretched out his hand and tore Meng Ziyu's clothes. Mencius pretended to be flustered on the surface, but he was very excited in his heart. Is the long-awaited event finally coming?
Sima Jingxuan tore her clothes into rags. Meng Ziyu was ready to sacrifice himself, but he didn't intend to touch her.

"Come on! Throw Meng Ziyu into the yard!"

Hearing this, Meng Ziyu really panicked, "Don't do it, my lord! Don't do this to slaves!"

Sima Jingxuan was unmoved, "You should be thankful that you are her sister, otherwise..."

In an instant, murderous aura overflowed!
After hearing Sima Jingxuan's voice, the guards rushed over and carried Meng Ziyu to the courtyard.

"No, my lord! My lord, you can't treat your slaves like this!" Meng Ziyu cried and struggled, but no one responded.

Mencius watched dumbfounded as the guards dragged away the almost naked Meng Ziyu.

"Sister! Sister, save me, save me!"

Sima Jingxuan inside heard the voice of sister, and before Mencius Qi recovered from his senses, he had already pulled him into the room and closed the door heavily.

After a while, Mencius was suspended on the bed by Sima Jing.

Because Sima Jingxuan didn't dare to use force because of her injuries, he could only prop his arms on her sides to support himself.

"My lord?"

Sima Jingxuan was hot all over at the moment, he didn't need to look in the mirror to know how red his face was.

He could treat Meng Ziyu so calmly, but not Mencius Qi.

Even if the medicine didn't work, Sima Jingxuan didn't want to hold the person under him in his arms for a moment.

"My lord, what's the matter with you? Are you all right?"

Hearing her concerned words, the veins on Sima Jingxuan's forehead popped out, forget it, he couldn't bear it.

He leaned over and kissed the red lips that he was thinking about day and night, and licked them under Mencius Qi's astonished eyes.

I don't know how long he kissed, and then they separated slightly panting.

Sima Jingxuan was relieved for a moment when he just kissed Mencius Qi. This woman should be his, and his patience has run out.

Sima Jing's hanging eyes were deep and gloomy, like a leopard in the forest finding its favorite prey.

He wants to get Mencius.

Under the urging of the medicine, this desire became more and more intense, wanting to imprint his own brand on this person's whole body.

Mencius looked at him in horror: "My lord, what do you want to do?"

Sima Jingxuan kissed her again. He closed his eyes and said intoxicated, "Ziqi, I like you."

Hearing this extremely familiar voice, Mencius Qi was struck by lightning.

(End of this chapter)