Heartburn

Even though she agreed to Jiang Zhuo's invitation in the evening, she was still mad at her rudeness in the end, so she wouldn't be punished by her. At any rate, she had to teach her to know my dissatisfaction, so that this person would become accustomed to it, and be more accustomed.

So I used dinner at Fu Zhenzhen’s place, and deliberately procrastinated for a long time. When he was expecting and almost ordered the waiter to come and take care of the washing, I quickly got up and told him to rest early and leave. .

Only Yan Ke had the right to interrogate my whereabouts. Fu Zhenzhen and the other servants only thought that I had gone to rest at someone else's, so I easily passed through their courtyard and Shi Shiran stepped towards the secluded Tingxue Pavilion.

Stepped into the yard, waved back the attendant, and just about to open the door, the door opened by itself—the next moment, a powerful arm drew me in, turned back and pressed the door and kissed me hard. Come up.

The kiss was quick and anxious, as if appealing to her long-awaited grudge, teaching people to avoid unavoidable, was ignited by her eagerness, and couldn't help but fell into confusion.

"You disciple, let me go quickly, or I'll call someone!" I managed to avoid her hot kiss, and I cleared my throat, glaring at her pretendingly.

She didn't take it seriously, and even consciously stepped back. With one hand over my face, she leaned on the door behind her, and the other raised my chin. She raised the corners of her mouth with interest: "Oh? You are yelling! See who will rescue you..."

Teach her the scoffing eyes were sharp, but I was really angry. I bit my head and yelled a few times: "Come here! Come here..." But I was annoyed: I shouldn't have sent an attendant just now, they couldn't be killed. Come in and bother.

Suddenly it fell silent, and no one responded as expected.

Just as she raised her eyebrows triumphantly, she heard a slightly panicked male voice suddenly sounded: "His Royal Highness, are you there? What happened?"

I was taken aback, my eyes widened, but I saw that the smile on Jiang Zhuo's face also froze for a moment, then my face sank, and looked towards the door without saying a word, as if I could penetrate the door panel and see that Zheng was anxious. The figure walking here.

I remember this voice, and at this time, I can walk around in the backyard without being blocked by the guards. Who else can be besides my Zhengjun Fu Zhenzhen?

——What is he here for?

Worse, if he sees me and Jiang Zhuo together, it's hard to guarantee that he won't find the clues.

It would be fine if he told Fu Yunchong, it would be bad if Kuang Xiqing knew...

"Your Highness? Your Highness?" His voice was outside the door, even reaching out to buckle the door panel, and asked tentatively.

"It's this king, what are you doing here?" Fingertips poked Jiang Zhuo's sudden collapsed mouth, gave her a comforting smile, and I replied in a deep voice.

"Back to your Highness, the slave couldn't sleep at night. He came out and walked around. He accidentally heard the movement here, so I came to have a look. I don't know you..." He stopped talking, obviously referring to my call for help.

I scratched my cheek awkwardly, I clicked on Jiang Zhuo's shoulder again, gave her an irritating look, and then cut off Fu Zhenzhen's words majesticly: "It's okay, this king and Shijun are having fun, you go back first. Don’t disturb the king’s Yaxing."

I also know that I’m such a rhetorical bastard. Even if Wang Fu has no feelings with me, he will probably be sad, but there is no way. Since I have decided to be with Jiang Zhuo, don’t give others hope. It’s better than holding hope. Ushered in a huge disappointment-whether I say I am affectionate or selfish, if I am destined to hurt someone, I would never want that person to be my beloved Jiang Zhuo.

"...Yes, the slave retired." He hurriedly saluted and left quickly, it seems that I was really hurt by me.

Sigh, even if the door panel conceals everything, I can still imagine his lonely back.

And I can't give him anything except one sorry.

Seeing that I was silent, Jiang Zhuo stroked my hair and whispered: "Why, was he moved?"

"I can't help him." Leaning into her arms obediently, I shook my head.

"Fool, you only know that he is sad, then you know, what did he come here to listen to Xuege for no reason?" She hugged me tightly, her movements were gentle, but her voice radiated a chill, "Walk? Then? Why not bring an attendant?"

"This... what do you mean?" I was about to get up from her arms, but she pressed it back again, rubbing the back hand with a whirl, and gradually leaning towards the waistline.

"Don't forget, whose son he is, his purpose of marrying in, and what is his purpose." Her hands were making trouble on my waist, and her legs were not to be outdone. She squeezed my knees bit by bit, and the voice of her words disappeared. In the broken kiss.

"Don't make trouble, tomorrow, and I will get up early tomorrow..." With the last trace of reason, I pushed her away again, but my heart slammed because of her words.

When I was disturbed, Jiang Zhuo was very upset, but he didn't let me out of breath, and didn't plan to let me go. Instead, he pulled me into the room, freshened up at will, and took me to sit on the couch.

The water in the copper basin is still warm, the bed is already ready, the incense is curling, the lights are yeah, everything looks warm and beautiful... To put it in a more refined way, this is her heart, and to put it bluntly, this is She had premeditated.

Half-pushing halfway, I nestled in the couch, my face was hot, my hands and feet couldn't find the place to put; her eyes were too scorching, she taught me nowhere to hide, all kinds of shy memories suddenly appeared in front of me, I It feels that even the air has become thinner.

"Jian Xin, what are you nervous about?" She put down her veil, and slowly untied her outer shirt and blouse. She was lying on my side with only a layer of intimate clothing; she watched her swiftly. After taking off my clothes, I didn't care about being shy, and immediately opened the quilt and wrapped her in. She embraced me and asked with a chuckle.

I buried my head in her chest, listening to her steady and powerful heartbeat, I couldn't open my mouth nerdly-this was the first time I slept together with her, as if I had punctured the last layer of window paper. , The relationship with her is getting closer, and she can't help but long for being close, longing for more contact, deeper fetters... How can she be embarrassed to tell her this secret mind?

"Don't worry, I don't do anything, just hold you to sleep, okay?" She probably misunderstood my silence, she sighed low, kissed my hair, and said softly.

I didn't explain, I just nodded, got closer to her arms, stretched out my hand to embrace her waist, and made this hug closer.

It’s not that I don’t want to be affectionate with her, but that I am married after all, and the relationship with her is not righteous. Even if it is a happy relationship, it is still cheating in the eyes of others... I don’t want this kind of fearful relationship. I don't want the precious feelings between us to be overcast.

Perhaps in a polyandry Dawu, there is no need to guard only a righteous husband; in a society where women are superior to men, it is not a big deal to raise a female pet—but I can't convince myself.

"Jiang Zhuo, do you know? I don't care what other people think, but I hope you can face our feelings. You are very good and excellent. I am pleased with you. This is not a shame. I want to marry you. , I want everyone in the world to recognize our relationship, because I want to hold your hand openly, eat with you, go out together, fall asleep at night, hug and wake up in the morning... Everything follows my heart, Rather than pretending to be perfunctory, wasting the years and finally having free regrets." Holding her hand and interlocking her fingers, this action that I had not dared to expect before, has now been completed naturally. It is not unmoved in my heart, but moved. In addition, I can't help being a little bit more sour: people are always unsatisfied, and when they get some, they want more, and I am no exception.

"I promise you, I will do all of this for you, just give me time..." She hugged me tighter and muttered to herself.

"What did you say? At what time?" I vaguely felt uneasy, and looked up into her eyes.

"I said... You can trust me?" She stared at me with deep and bottomless eyes, but I could see her introverted and passionate affection-I thought that was enough.

"Naturally believe it." After kissing her eyes, I smiled and rubbed back into her arms.

This embrace is so soft and so warm, I never want to let go.

"Born with the same quilt, die with the same acupuncture point, one pair of people for life." She said solemnly in my ear.

"...You peeked at my poem again!" I couldn't help but bit her shoulder while moving.

On the second day, I was awakened by the disturbing itching on my face.

Before I opened my eyes, I felt the peace of mind around me. Because of Kuang Xihan’s cold physique, I always felt cold in my hands and feet in the morning, but today I was surrounded by warmth. The palms and cheeks were pressed against the warm skin, as if Like a dream, I almost can't bear to wake up.

If it weren't for the strength of the person who couldn't ignore it, maybe I could endure it longer.

With a helpless sigh, I stretched out my hand against the opponent's lips, and when the cold eyes were half-squinted with grievances, I drew my forehead against her nose: "Good morning."

"Tweet." She bends her eyes suddenly and licked my palm unexpectedly. When I withdrew my hand subconsciously, she slammed a kiss on my mouth, ignoring my glaring, so she held her cheek for a moment. Picked up a strand of hair and swept my chin, "It's not early, it's almost time."

Bewildered by her nice smile, I stayed for a while before I came back to my senses.

"Wh, what?" I opened my eyes wide, almost yelling out of disregard of the image.

——At this time, isn't it from nine to ten?

I remember that I had an agreement with the three princes yesterday. Although I didn't say a specific time, it must be too late at this point... Thinking of this, I quickly opened the quilt and wanted to stay.

But Jiang Zhuo stopped him and pressed me back again, with a playful arc still hanging from the corner of his mouth: "What's the hurry, it's already late anyway, it's not too late for this moment."

——She did it on purpose.

I deliberately coaxed me to sleep late, and deliberately stopped me from getting up, but it was actually intended to prevent me from seeing the three princes.

But why?

I looked at him puzzledly, but saw her pursed her mouth, no longer the tenderness and sweetness she had earlier, and said that when she changed her face, she changed her face: "Why, do you care about him so much? Do you have to go to the appointment?"

"But, this is an errand sent by the emperor..." I felt confused and touched her gloomy face that seemed to be dripping with water, and patiently explained, "Why don't you let me see him? Are you jealous? "

Listening to me making fun of her, Jiang Zhuo let out a cold snort, brushed my hand away, sat up, put on his clothes, and turned his back to me, and said indifferently, "You don't know, did he come and kiss him?" "