Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

Yun Ji didn't reply, she just sat in front of the mirror, picked up an ivory comb and gently combed her hair on her temples, pursed her red lips slightly, and looked at him full of annoyance: "Does the Duke only care about the Xiao family in his heart?"

"Of course not."

Yu Wenke raised his eyebrows and smiled twice, took the comb from her soft hand and put it on the table. He held her shoulder with one hand and removed the flower from her bun with the other hand.

The shiny Wufa waterfall pours down.

Extremely beautiful.

Yu Wenke leaned down and nibbled her ear: "That piece of wood looks like a piece of wood, and it can't be confused with the charm. How can you, a tormenting goblin with all kinds of tricks, cause people pain?"

As he spoke, a hand slid down his neck into the collar and slid down until it was soft.

The hot breath sprayed in the ears, and the rough palms kneaded it at will.

She groaned, her body shaking uncontrollably, and grabbed his arm to stop him from doing whatever he wanted under his clothes.

Yun Ji was ashamed and ashamed, and she pretended to be angry and said: "Do you still want to hear the truth?"

Her soft voice, affectionate and beautiful eyes, her every frown and every smile are welcoming and rejecting.

"Ai Ji said that, no delay!"

Yu Wenke frowned and gasped, impatiently tearing off the restraints on the two of them as he spoke.

Yun Ji frowned slightly, glanced at the door of the account with her cheeks flushed, and half pushed, half pushed the hand that was making trouble.

"Don't, if someone comes in -"

"Hmph, I want to see who doesn't have eyes and dares to come in at this time..."

The maid who was guarding the tent had already known this and exited the tent. While ordering people to prepare water, she prohibited anyone from entering.

After a while, a woman's lingering moans sounded from the tent behind her, mixed with the man's heavy breathing.

The maids no longer blushed with shame as they did at first, but looked at each other, lowered their heads and waited quietly to be summoned to serve inside. They never dared to take it lightly, let alone have any confusion with the Duke.

otherwise--

The maid shuddered.

This Yun Ji is as good at pestering men as she is at humiliating women.

Women would never dare to do anything wrong in her hands.

……

After several violent storms, it finally calmed down. The maid at the door waited for a long time but no one came, so she had to prick up her ears and quietly listen to the movement in the tent, and there was a faint sound of whispering.

Yu Wenke half-closed his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief, his whole body sticky with sweat.

He raised his eyebrows and glanced lazily at the person lying beside him crying. The person who was pink and white just now was now covered in bruises.

His big hand patted the round cock: "Aiji is more pleasing to the eye."

Yun Ji's body was in severe pain, so she reluctantly raised her head and smiled at him: "As long as the Duke likes it."

Yu Wenke was a martial artist with astonishing strength. Hui Hui only wanted to unleash his strength on her, not caring whether she could bear it or not.

Even the more she cried, the more excited he became.

Yu Wenke turned sideways and held her chin: "I will teach Xiao how to serve others later. If she can really give birth to a son for me, I am not afraid that old Xiao Dong will not accept her fate. In this matter, Ai Ji can Be more attentive!”

As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed her on the face.

Yun Ji gritted her teeth, raised her eyes slightly, and said aggrievedly: "How dare I go? Mrs. Xiao has a fierce personality and is good at martial arts. Compared with her, I am pitifully weak."

"Also, I've been beaten and beaten all the time these days. Even the wedding dress you ordered your concubine to prepare carefully was burned by her. Alas..."

"By the way, when I went to persuade her today, she tried to hit me. Fortunately, the guards stopped me in time. Otherwise, I would have lost an arm and a leg. Maybe I would have been killed by her... …”

Yu Wenke snorted from his nose: "She dares!"

Yun Ji climbed onto his chest and raised her face slightly: "Of course she dares. No matter whether Marquis Jingning is angry with her or not, she is still the girl of Yinyue Mansion. There are also Marquis Jingning's prince who wants to come to see her several times. Someone Support her, why wouldn’t she dare? By the way, I heard her say——”

She lowered her head and bit her lip, not knowing how to speak.

Yu Wenke frowned: "What did she say?"

Yun Ji hesitated a little and whispered: "Tell me, if the Duke dares to touch her again, she will kill you with one knife."

Yu Wenke's expression changed: "This bitch!"

Yun Ji curled her lips, not without worry: "Although I know that what she said is angry, she is very skilled. If she really does something bad for you when you are having fun, then——"

Yu Wenke frowned: "Then continue to give her medicine!"

Yun Ji caressed his chest and shook her head: "Being groggy all day is not a long-term solution. I have a way to abolish her martial arts, so that she can't escape from the sky. I can also help. You teach her."

Yu Wenke pinched her face and smiled: "Xiao will leave it to Aiji."

Yun Ji smiled coyly and coquettishly: "Don't worry, Lord, this Xiao family will be very useful whether it is dealing with Yin Yue Mansion or King Qi."

Suddenly he seemed to think of something, his eyes narrowed, and his face became cold: "Unfortunately, the duck that reached my mouth flew away."

Hearing this, Yu Wenke also grimaced: "No, after paying such a high price, I actually asked someone to run away."

Yun Ji raised her head and wondered: "How come I heard people say that the secret guard was fascinated by the beauty of the bitch and wanted to lead people to escape. He didn't want to meet King Qi halfway, so -"

Yu Wenjue looked at her sideways, his eyes cold: "Who did Ai Ji hear this from?"

Yun Ji's eyebrows jumped, she suppressed the panic in her heart, and explained softly: "I overheard it when the maids were discussing in low voices."

"is it?"

"Yes, I know that the Duke doesn't like people gossiping in private, so I got rid of them all."

Yu Wenke nodded with satisfaction: "Very good."

After a moment's pause, he added: "We will get married in two days. Yu Wenjue will come. Is Ai Ji prepared?"

A smile appeared on Yun Ji's lips: "Don't worry, Duke, as long as King Qi brings her here, I will definitely have a way to keep her. With her in hand, whether it is Lord Qi or Yu Wenjue, I will let the Duke Take it easy.”

Yu Wenke was surprised: "Why are you so sure?"

Yun Ji raised her face and said, "The public trusts me."

Yu Wenke was slightly surprised and raised his eyebrows: "What can I do?"

Yun Ji curled her smiling eyes and connected his ears.

Yu Wenke lowered his eyebrows and looked at her intently: "Why do I think you want their lives more than me?"

Yun Ji tilted her head and said with a smile: "The Duke is so kind to me, he is the one I rely on physically and mentally. Naturally, the Duke's enemies are my enemies."

Yu Wenke was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, turned over and pressed the person under him again: "Aiji is such a flower of interpretation, I want to reward you well."

Yun Ji hooked her arm around his neck and said, "It is my duty to share the worries of the duke."

……

When she called for water, Yunji was exhausted and had almost no strength to rinse.

She lay quietly on the blanket alone, staring blankly at the tent above her head.

Yu Wenke has seen countless women, but he has a habit of never spending the night in a woman's tent.

No matter how late it is, you have to leave.

Yun Ji lay there for a long time, endured the swelling and pain, and got up. She stood quietly in front of the bronze mirror and smiled sweetly at the person in the mirror.