The princess pushes her close to a woman

When he first came to Peach Blossom Town, all the servants hired by Mo He were sent back after the maids from the Princess' Mansion arrived.

These maids have engraved the rules in their bones, whether they are walking or doing things on weekdays, most of them are silent.At night, even more so, there are very few people wandering around.

Xiyuan, where Song Ci lived, was specially instructed by Shen Qingluo that the maids would never set foot there without a summons.

She had lived for several days without being disturbed, but she had just let down her guard when the young men broke into the house.

Hearing the rustling sound outside, she quickly put on her clothes and got up, and just jumped onto the beam to hide her figure, when two sneaky bald men walked in, with no murder weapon in their hands, standing in front of her bed push each other.

Song Ci was a little confused about their intentions, and under the hazy moonlight, he searched the room with his eyes, trying to find something convenient to knock them unconscious and tie them up for interrogation.

Neither of the two dared to stretch out their hands to draw the curtain, and after a stalemate for a while, one of them said: "Today is the last day, we will have no chance to ink any more."

Hearing this, the man who was still afraid of the power of the princess couldn't help showing greed and obsession in his eyes. He murmured: "Princess, I'm sorry."

The general said that as long as they could climb onto Princess Jinghua's bed, become her face, and please her, they would surely be able to have a good time in the future, and they would never have to live the life with their heads tied to their belts.

After he finished speaking, he tremblingly went to untie his belt, and there was a sudden chill on his back, as if a gust of wind had passed by. Relying on the agility of being a soldier, he turned around quickly, the back of his neck hurt, and he only glanced at it out of the corner of his eye. When he reached a white shadow, he fell down.

The other person also realized something was wrong in an instant, and was knocked out as soon as he turned his head.

After listening to their conversation, Song Ci had the desire to kill someone, and he dared to covet her wife, he was really daring!

It's late at night, it's not good to disturb people's dreams.With a cold face, she suppressed her anger and put the vase in her hand back to its original place, then lit the lamp, found a belt from the closet and tied the two of them to the big tree in the courtyard, and handed them over to Mo He after dawn .

These people know her identity as a wife, but they dare to conspire against others. It must be something simple behind them...

The more Song Ci thought about it, the more angry she became, and her anger was rising steadily. If she didn't like killing, she would definitely not have spared their lives.

The belt was not as strong as the hemp rope, fearing that they would run away, Song Ci went back to his room and poured himself a glass of cold water. After calming down, he moved a chair and went outside to watch over them.

After sitting quietly for a while, there was suddenly the sound of chaotic footsteps outside, the comforting voice of a maid, and the voice of Shen Qingluo talking nonsense.

When Shen Qingluo went out to the banquet, she never told Song Ci that she didn't know what happened, so she got up in a hurry and came to the door, but there was already a knock on the door.

When she opened the door, she saw two maids supporting Shen Qingluo, her face was blushing and her eyes were blurred, she looked very unconscious, her small mouth was slightly pouted, and she couldn't hear what she was mumbling...

"What's wrong with the princess?" Song Ci asked Mo He.

"Your Highness, she drank too much..." Mo He replied, his tone could not stop being shy.

The elegant and noble eldest princess wanted to get close to the son-in-law while drunk, she was shy and shy to avoid strangers, she was very embarrassed, and as an insider at this moment, she couldn't face Song Ci calmly.

"Song... Song Ci?"

Hearing Song Ci's voice, Shen Qingluo narrowed his eyes and looked around, "Where is Ah Ci?"

It's clearly in front of my eyes but I can't see it, it seems that I'm not lightly drunk...

After changing the address, Song Ci quickly adapted to it, shaking his hands in front of her eyes, "Here..."

Shen Qingluo only felt that her eyes were getting more dazzled, but the smile on her lips became brighter and brighter. She struggled slightly, and the maids supporting her on both sides understood and let go of her arms. At the same time, she also grabbed Song Ci's skirt.

The clear and cold fragrance lingered on the nostrils, and the joy it brought was beyond words. She was so greedy that she unconsciously took a deep breath, wanting to stay by Song Ci's side forever.

Song Ci didn't notice her small movements, and carried her to the side, Mo He saw the two people in the courtyard, and she couldn't help frowning, "My son-in-law, may I ask who they are..."

"Come in and say, I just need your help."

As Song Ci said, he walked in first, Mo He waved the maids to leave, then followed in, and the door creaked shut.

Song Ci then said: "These two wanted to misbehave with the princess, so they touched me by accident, and I arrested them..."

Before the words were finished, there was a thud, a cold light flashed, and the two woke up howling.

"Shut up, or I'll kill you!" Mo He reprimanded coldly.

One person grinned in pain, and shouted fiercely: "You...you dare? We are the people of Princess Jinghua..."

"That's right, if you kill us, the princess will not spare you." The other person pretended to be calm, but the toughness on his face was unbearable.

Moholi pulled out a knife and put it on his neck, and he immediately shut up.

"What do you mean?" Song Ci lowered his head and asked Shen Qingluo, Shen Qingluo looked back at her with confused eyes, unable to understand what she was saying.

"My son-in-law, please don't get me wrong. They are not the princess's people. These two were sent by General Ye. For his sake, the princess kept the two of them in the mansion to chant scriptures for a few days..."

Song Ci ignored Mo He, she glanced at the two of them unkindly, then lowered her head to Shen Qingluo with a half-smile and said, "You look like a dog, General Ye sent you off? Do you like it?"

Shen Qingluo looked a little silly, her eyes were ignorant, she blinked and looked at her, then buried her head in her arms again, a muffled voice came, "A Ci...A Ci, I have a headache..."

"Didn't you drink the hangover soup?" Song Ci calmed down, and raised his hand to rub her forehead.

What hangover soup to drink?I was already actively drunk...

Mo He didn't answer, and hastily withdrew: "My son-in-law, I will take the two of you down first, and wait for the princess to dispose of her tomorrow. The princess will stay with you tonight."

"Mohe is gone?"

The person with a face of enjoyment raised his head, looking a little more sober.

Song Ci hummed softly, "Does it still hurt?"

"It hurts, I want Ah Ci..." The vague voice was mixed with a bit of tender provocation, Shen Qingluo leaned on her, tilted his head slightly, breathing in the orchid-like fragrance impartially to the place that wets the neckline, and the whole body The senses were pulled over in an instant, the rhythm of breathing was slightly chaotic, and the numbness running along the limbs did not know where it started or where it was going. Song Ci's mind was empty, but his heart was filled with joy.

It's just that he felt a little uncomfortable getting close to her, so he tensed up and didn't dare to move.After a while, a slight stabbing pain came, and Song Ci endured the pain and did not stop it. Unexpectedly, Shen Qingluo raised his head aggrieved, with a thin layer of water mist in his eyes, and the water waves were sparkling and moving, "Ah Ci, why don't you kiss me?"

The pink lips seemed to have accidentally touched the cold dew in the morning, like the peach blossoms in March and April. For the first time in my life, I tasted the crispness and sweetness of peach blossom brewing.

"Did you drink peach blossom wine?" Song Ci let go of her, and Shen Qingluo hummed vaguely. She was just about to say that this was the first time she had tasted the taste of wine, but her soft and fragrant lips moved together first. When she got up, she was so blocked that she couldn't speak.

Shen Qingluo only wanted to be half-drunk and hazy, and it was just right, but he didn't want to lose much energy in his body after drinking, and although he was clear-headed, he couldn't resist the drowsy tiredness.In addition, Song Ci was eager to learn and made rapid progress, which soon made her body so weak that she couldn't stand up. The hand that was wrapped around Song Ci's neck had to be retracted, and wrapped around her waist to support her body.It wasn't until she had trouble breathing that she reluctantly pushed Song Ci away, murmuring that she had no strength... "I'll hug you," Song Ci directly hugged her horizontally, his movements were gentle, but his eyes were so hot that she didn't even notice it. , even while walking, his gaze never moved away from Shen Qingluo's face.Shen Qingluoyi closed her eyes due to sleepiness, and let her bring herself to the bed.

Hair like a waterfall of ink fell on the pillow, and the drunken face closed her eyes and took a shallow breath. Only the rising and falling of her chest and the hand that never let go of Song Ci's sleeve proved that she was not asleep.Song Ci tried his best to look away, and said calmly, "Qing Luo, do you want to take a bath?"

"I want... I want Ah Cixi..." Shen Qingluo was almost raving, but fortunately Song Ci was deaf and could hear clearly. She stopped her fantasies, and forced herself to be shy and perfunctory: "Let's talk later, I'll go out and call People prepare hot water."

She scrubbed Shen Qingluo once, and she was so ashamed that she hadn't confessed her feelings at that time, and it might be even more difficult tonight.

Shen Qingluo didn't seem to hear her words, and he didn't let go of her sleeve, Song Ci lowered his waist and leaned in from her, repeating again, "Qingluo, let go, I'll go out and call People prepare hot water."

Fearing that Shen Qingluo wouldn't understand, she raised her hand to cover the jade fingers holding her skirt, her tone became more gentle, "Let go first, I'll be back soon."

Shen Qingluo opened her eyes in dissatisfaction, humming and chirping but she didn't let go, Song Ci was not annoyed, Wen Yan repeated it several times, but Shen Qingluo got annoyed, pulled her skirt and pulled it down, nearly touching the tip of her nose, He raised his hand to hook her neck again, his eyes were affectionate and affectionate, and he was a little shy when he looked closely, his red face was soft and charming, she curled her lips into a wicked smile, how could there be any drunkenness in her eyes?

"Ah Ci, let me tell you a secret. Before going out, Ben Gong specially...washed and changed into new clothes." "Would you like to take a look?" Responding, she led her hand to loosen the belt around her waist. The silk clothes drape very well, scattered around the couch like a graceful and luxurious peony. Their faces complement each other, not to mention a soul-stirring bright and enchanting.Song Ci stared at her obsessively, unable to move his eyes away.Joy and shame coexist in the eyes, but due to a bit of drunkenness, Shen Qingluo became more courageous. While Song Ci was in a daze, he also tore off her belt, and slid her cool fingertips into the jacket , Rubbing between her remote clothes, Song Ci came back to his senses, hurriedly got up with his clothes in his arms, stood by the bed with a face of shame and murmured: "Qing Luo, you are drunk..."

The usual coldness was completely gone, only stupidity remained.Elm!Shen Qingluo rolled his eyes in his heart, pretending to be deeply drunk, sat up in a daze, but his shirt fell apart.Song Ci caught a sharp glimpse of the mandarin ducks playing in the water, and she instantly forgot what she was going to say next.It's so hot, Shen Qingluo called her name unconsciously, licked her lips, and stretched out her hand to pull the little clothes, Song Ci gasped, and she really couldn't help but take advantage of others.

Fortunately, there was still some sense left, Song Ci pressed her hand, "Qing Luo, don't make trouble, I'll get you some water to drink." Shen Qingluo entangled her hand again as soft as if it was boneless. Song Ci's willpower dropped significantly, and after a while Ruyu's skin felt the coolness of the night.When she was ashamed and astonished, Shen Qingluo raised her hand to cover her eyes, and breathed lightly, she was anxiously expecting and fearful, not knowing what to do. "Ah Ci, would you like to make up for the wedding night?" Shen Qingluo asked in her ear, warm breath hitting her face, Song Ci closed her eyes, and nodded obediently.

Her brows and eyes were shy, and her cold face only turned into countless gentle charms for the people in front of her. Shen Qingluo was happy in her heart, but she was also reluctant to just ask Song Ci.She admired Song Ci deeply, but she didn't want to ruin the youthful character of being indistinguishable between male and female.After a while, Song Ci felt that Shen Qingluo had stopped moving, opened his eyes shyly, and found that he had fallen asleep.

She felt a little lost, but she also relaxed a lot. She hugged Shen Qingluo and turned her sideways to make her sleep more comfortably. It was still cold in the night, and Song Ci pulled up the thin quilt on the floor to cover her, feeling drowsy. The occasion seems to have been a dream that is both illusory and real. Someone fanned the flames, sweet and soft like a swan song, and a faint glimpse of a lifetime of obsession in the flow of affection.

The softness and sweetness that fell like a rain of peach blossoms was pleasing to the eye. When the love was lingering, the corners of her eyes were tired and dripped into her temples. The pain Song Ci brought her was not as good as the joy. After a moment of relief, she raised her hand to wipe the thin sweat on her forehead.All directions are full of her impatient and soft voice whispering, Ah Ci, I like you very much.Unable to hear the response clearly, she yelled over and over again, her voice hoarse, her hard-hearted heart should soften, Song Ci lowered her eyes to hide the tenderness in her eyes, and pretended to be disgusted: "Noisy..." Mrs. Shen Qingluo Noisy, noisy, her heart is in a mess, she just feels that all the gentleness is not enough... Facing the beauty of the weak Liu Fufeng, she can't beat or scold her, so the honorable eldest princess can only shut up and bear with grievances, fantasizing The day of revenge.

The author has something to say: I gave in (╥╯﹏╰╥)?, it is really too troublesome to edit the text.