The princess pushes her close to a woman

After the peace talks that day, King Zhongli was filled with joy and anger, and he endured not to inquire about Song Ci's situation.

After thinking about it, when I went to pay attention to Song Ci, I discovered that the person had been recruited to the capital, and later heard about Song Ci's death.

He was old and unable to conceive any more offspring, so he was so out of breath that he fainted.

A woman in a red dress like fire and wearing a veiled hat walked in. Although she couldn't see her face, she couldn't hide her charm. Her gestures and gestures were natural, revealing her jaw with a smooth and jade-like line, and her voice trembled slightly. Spilled from the throat, listened carefully, there was a faint sense of coldness, "King, your son can't die..."

King Zhongli was stunned, and sat up straight, "You didn't lie to me?"

Hua Jianyi nodded, sat down beside him, and slowly climbed his bare hands on his shoulders, King Zhongli laughed loudly, "The king ordered you to go and bring my son back."

The laughter grew louder and then stopped suddenly.

"Wang, why don't you smile?"

Hua Jianyi smiled, and the Koudan jade finger pinching King Zhongli's neck turned into a sharp dagger when she lowered her eyes, and there seemed to be a black snake swimming on the dagger with a cold light.

"What do you want?" King Zhongli supported the bed with his hands, showing no sign of timidity, "Don't forget that this king saved your life."

"Do you think the slave family looks like someone who knows how to repay their kindness?" Hua Jianyi laughed, "Why don't the king make a deal with the slave family?"

She leaned against King Zhongli's ear, whispering like a lover's whisper, "I will marry the Nu family as a princess to the Queen of Great Liang. In return, the Nu family will send your son back safely, how about it?"

"Absurd, don't you want to provoke the empress to murder my son?" King Zhongli snorted and said resolutely: "This king won't do it, do you think you can walk out after killing this king?"

"The slave family will kill you, and then kill your son."

Hua Jianyi smiled and exerted force on her hand, the tingling pain was accompanied by the red blood flowing out, King Zhongli closed his eyes, with a hint of resignation, "This king promises you."

……

Shen Qingluo came back from the palace in frustration, nagging along the way that he would never enter the palace again.

Song Ci nodded in agreement, if Shen Baizhi insisted on ordering the imperial physician to take the pulse today, her identity would definitely be revealed.

In short, it is safer to go back to the pastoral mountains...

Shen Qingluo managed to calm down, but found that Song Ci was lost in thought, frowning slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Song Ci, did I annoy you?" Shen Qingluo mumbled, her mouth seemed to have never stopped along the way, Song Ci was happy and quiet, and couldn't stand her any longer.

"Huh?" Song Ci came back to his senses, seeing his sweetheart's apologetic face, he was slightly surprised, "Qing Luo, where are you going? How could I bother you?"

Hearing that he wasn't bothering himself, Shen Qingluo immediately straightened his back, pretending to be fierce and said: "Then what were you thinking just now? This princess is in front of you, and you are still distracted?"

It was impossible for Song Ci to tell Shen Qingluo that she wanted to live in seclusion, otherwise the scene of the day when she came back from the southern border would definitely reappear.

Shen Qingluo puts her first in everything, and it is impossible for her not to think about Shen Qingluo.

But she never liked to lie, she held the pretendingly fierce mess in both hands, and kissed it softly.

Shen Qingluo, who was a paper tiger, soon softened, leaning over Song Ci's shoulder, the corners of his eyes were red and moist, and his rippling red lips parted slightly, "Song Ci, how about going to bed tonight?"

Since Song Ci went south, she has not been close to her for more than a year.

"Okay, but didn't you say that you would keep filial piety for your emperor brother for three years?"

After Yumu Songci agreed, he asked what was in his heart again.

"..." Shen Qingluo's heart froze, he glanced at her quietly, and stopped talking.

Song Ci realized later that he had closed the door on good things.

"Qing Luo, can you pretend that I didn't say anything?"

She softened her tone, holding Shen Qingluo's arm slightly harder, her two soft bodies pressed tightly together, "Good Qingluo, I really know I was wrong."

When she spoke, her warm breath fell behind her sensitive ears, Shen Qingluo couldn't help laughing non-stop, shrinking her neck and raised her hand in a panic, pushing her face aside, "Yumu Song Ci, Get away from me."

Song Ci felt that if he stayed away from her as promised, he might scold her Yumu again.

She explained it like this, causing Shen Qingluo to raise her small fist and hit her. Unexpectedly, Song Ci also learned badly. Is it reasonable to misinterpret her meaning?

Song Ci bullied Shen Qingluo in an unfavorable position in her arms, and bullied him so that he was powerless to fight back. Because of their disturbance in the spacious carriage, all the melons, fruits and pastries placed on the small table rolled down, leaving nothing behind. The driver outside was even more frightened by the sound of plates falling from time to time, for fear that the master inside would scold him for not driving steadily.

Fortunately, they arrived at the mansion smoothly.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Shen Qingluo was impatient to get up, but was stopped by Song Ci, "Qing Luo, your bun is messed up."

Shen Qingluo caught a glimpse of her well-dressed, and immediately became angry, "I will also wear men's clothing from now on." Seeing Song Ci smiling and nodding, she thought for a while and said, "I'm appointed to be prettier than you, and when I see you, I will call you the prince and say Maybe if I am happy, I will reward you as the princess."

When the prince was mentioned, Song Ci suddenly remembered that Shen Qingluo also had Prince Jing's Mansion, "When will you have time to visit Prince Jing's Mansion?"

"It hasn't been built yet," Shen Qingluo glanced at her, pointed at her hair, and said helplessly, "You messed it up for me, you can fix it."

This kind of thing happened before, so there was a jade comb in the car. Song Ci took it out, and took off the hairpins on Shen Qingluo's head one by one. Lead her out of the car.

The useless hairpin was still in the car, when Shen Qingluo got out of the car, he saw Hua Yun waiting beside the car, and said: "Yun'er, put away Ben Gong's hairpin."

During the days when Shen Qingluo was imprisoned in the palace, Mo Li and a father-in-law became rivals, and it happened that Jinghua Palace needed someone to take care of it, so Shen Qingluo fulfilled the two of them, and Hua Yun took Mo Li's place.

After giving instructions to Hua Yun, Shen Qingluo dragged Song Ci to hurry inside. The maid caught up and asked if she needed to arrange a meal. She waved her hand hastily, "No, let's all go down and rest."

Song Ci was dragged straight to the bedroom by her, her heart couldn't help but jump, she seemed to understand what Shen Qingluo was going to do.

This time, she learned to be smart and didn't say a word. She came back for nearly two months, plus the time before, and Qing Luo kept her filial piety for at least half a year. Such days should come to an end, right?

After entering the dormitory, Shen Qingluo repeated what he said before, ordering people to go back and rest, there is no need to guard here.

She watched the servant leave, and when she turned around, she saw Song Ci staring at her with burning eyes, her small and exquisite earlobe couldn't help but heat up, she pushed Song Ci, and said coquettishly, "You go take a bath first."

"How about together?" Song Ci's fingers moved slightly, and she easily pulled off her belt. The moment the clothes were scattered, Shen Qingluo exclaimed, extremely shy, holding the robe with one hand, and chasing Song Ci with the other, and began to fight. "Song Ci, you bastard, you are going too far..."

After chasing all the way to the bathroom, Song Ci jumped into the water without even taking off his clothes. Shen Qingluo ran too fast and lost his feet, and fell into the air with his foot. The moment he drank the water, Song Ci picked her up .

Leaning on Song Ci, she gasped in shock, and had long since forgotten who was the culprit who nearly drowned her.

The clothes of the two were wet and stuck to their bodies. Now that they are in such close contact, both of them can feel the warmth from each other.

The water vapor above the hot spring was lingering, and a hazy mist rose up. The two looked at each other's eyebrows and eyes, and both felt a desire to speak.

In the end it was Song Ci who broke the tranquility, the water swayed slightly, she bent down and picked up a floating petal from the water surface, slowly covered the petal on the corner of Shen Qingluo's lips, and then leaned over to pick it up under her puzzled eyes, she Blinking his eyes, he stopped Song Ci who was about to straighten up, stared at her cold eyebrows, and kissed her more passionately.

In this world, only she can melt this ice...

With a splash, the water splashed all over the place, and both of them fell into the water. Shen Qingluo pushed her away and stood up from the water until she couldn't help herself.

Staring at Song Ci at the bottom of the water with soft eyes, her bright red lips became more and more beautiful, and her breath was like orchid, "Song Jun, are you still awake?"

Hearing this, Song Ci stretched out his hand to her with a leisurely expression, and when he clasped his hands, he pulled Shen Qingluo into his arms with a smirk, and picked up the plain white underwear with his snow-white fingers, Shen Qingluo didn't care about these things, Her body trembled slightly, greedily demanding the breath from her mouth as if she was dying.When emotionally moved, Song Ci held her and stood up. The moment Shen Qingluo got out of the water, Shen Qingluo seemed to be born again. Song Ci did not let go of his chin, but his body couldn't help getting closer to what he wanted more.Suddenly, her warm body was pressed against the cold stone surface, and she shivered involuntarily. Before she opened her mouth to utter the cold word, she was covered by a soft and warm side, and waves of hot tide hit her, warm and mellow. It is a little more comfortable than hot spring water.

When she was drowsy, she thought, it would be great if she could wear a red dress for Song Ci again now, and she would lift up her red hijab with her own hands and drink Hebei wine together...

She frowned dissatisfiedly, and counted the distance of that day in a trance, before the end of the count, she was coaxed into sleep by the people around her.