The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

Hibiscus tent (30)

Lin Jitong stood where he was, looked at Shu Le, and didn't move for a while.

It wasn't until Lin Jitong slowly subdued Shu Le's excitement that he rushed to the head at the beginning, and the desire that was burning on the top of his head gradually cooled down.

Shu Le sighed, stood up with the support on the table, and waved to Lin Jitong: "Forget it, forget it, I don't want to pull it down, I will play by myself. Remember to close the door when you go out."

The carved bed in the bedroom is behind the screen, Shu Le walked there flickeringly, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, and said frivolously: "Hey, brother Lin, do you sleep on this bed at night?"

Lin Jitong's figure moved from the door to the screen, standing there looking at the carved pear wood bed, or at Shu Le who was lying on the bed, his Adam's apple rolled and said, "That's right."

"Tsk."

Shu Le immediately gave a very serious smile, patted his chest and said, "Brother Lin, don't worry, I will definitely not stain the bed sheets for you~"

Lin Jitong: "..."

Lin Jitong lowered his eyes, and after a moment of silence, he said in a low voice: "Just wash a bed sheet, it's fine."

The candlelight on the wooden table beside the carved bed became weaker and weaker, Shu Le unbuttoned his clothes, took a low breath, and said hypocritically: "Brother Lin, you don't want to play together anyway, why don't you go out?"

Lin Jitong still didn't move, just stood there motionless, staring straight at Shu Le.

Shu Le was actually just trying to have fun, but he didn't expect to be kicked out of the shelves now, and under Lin Jitong's unceremonious gaze, he was stared at and reacted with extreme shame.

Shu Le: "..."

Damn, I've been held back for too long.

When Shu Le was sitting in the brocade quilt and thinking whether he really solved it by himself or continued to hold back abruptly, Lin Jitong suddenly moved his feet.

Then he sat down on the bed beside Shu Le.

The soft brocade quilt gradually sank a bit, and Shu Le heard Lin Jitong's voice that was the same as before: "You are hurt, I'll do it."

Shu Le: "..."

Shu Le subconsciously turned his head and looked at Lin Jitong. His clear and handsome face was still full of brilliance, full of unrestrained spirit, and he didn't even disturb his breathing.

It doesn't look like doing such things in the ovary, but like helping others, doing what is right, and duty-bound.

Comparing the scene in front of him, Shu Le almost thought that he had some unreasonable auditory hallucinations just now, and was waiting to ask again.

However, Lin Jitong had already taken the initiative and said: "I have never done this for a man before. If you feel uncomfortable during the process, just let me know."

Shu Le: "..."

Brother Lin, I've been holding it back for so long, as long as you don't cut it off, you'll be fine.

Besides, at that time, who the hell can write you a review?

But before Shu Le had time to say this, Lin Jitong had already leaned over.

In an instant, Shu Le took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to support Lin Jitong's shoulder, and as time passed, that hand grasped Lin Jitong's shoulder more and more tightly, slowly revealing some blue bruises trace.

It took Shu Le a long time to recover his own thinking in the already confused consciousness, and he said in a hoarse voice upside down: "Brother Lin, you... you can put yours together."

Lin Jitong's movements stopped, as if hesitating, but he quickly said "um".

Shu Le has been away for a long time since he set out on the expedition, and since he came to this body, he has been good friends with his five-fingered girl for nearly 20 years.

At this moment, someone finally changed to take care of him, Shu Le leaned on Lin Jitong, and closed his eyes so happy.

He raised his slender neck, his fair skin looked more fragile and pale under the dim light, without any resistance.

Like a swan waiting to be killed.

It can only arouse the infinite desire for control and dark thoughts.

Until Shu Le snorted softly, his body softened and he fell completely into Lin Jitong's arms.

"Huh..." Shu Le half closed his eyes, the hand holding Lin Jitong's shoulder was gently grasped by the person behind him, and held in his palm.

Shu Le didn't resist, nor did he bother to resist.

He blinked, and the things the two of them made were mixed together in the mattress, which seemed to have an indescribable taste of debauchery.

Lin Jitong took the silk handkerchief from the bed, wiped the thin sweat from Shu Le's forehead lightly, then hugged him and said softly, "But it's comfortable?"

Shu Le snorted lazily, rolled out of Lin Jitong's arms, moved away from the pile that the two rolled into a ball with some disgust, and said with lowered eyelids, "Go get me a glass of water."

Lin Jitong was worried that Shu Le would catch a cold due to sweating, so he brought a cloak for him to wear, then put on his underwear and got out of bed to pour water for Shu Le.

The warm porcelain cup was stuffed into the palm of his hand, Lin Jitong didn't let go, but handed the water cup to his mouth with Shu Le's hand: "I didn't put any tea, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep at night."

Shu Le laughed and drank a couple of sips of water, and said frivolously, "Don't worry, brother Lin, I was so tired just now, I will definitely sleep well tonight."

Lin Jitong looked away, and said nervously, "Do you still drink? I'll pour you another glass, or should I ask the servants to prepare a bowl of milk?"

Shu Le put down the porcelain cup, pushed Lin Jitong away as well, waved his hand and said, "Return the milk? Brother Lin, are you afraid that I will lose my mind just now?"

Before Lin Jitong could answer, Shu Le rolled over from the side and got off the ground, took his clothes and Lin Jitong's blouse casually, looked at the sky outside and said, "It's getting late, I have to go back first. The palace is gone."

Shu Le paused halfway through his speech, and the more he said it, the more he felt that it sounded like an affair.

For some reason, Lin Jitong glanced at the messy mattress, and then stood up with Shu Le: "I'll see you off."

Shu Le waved his hands, put on his clothes and said, "They're all men's, what can I give you, can I see you tomorrow?"

Lin Jitong frowned and said, "Brother Le. The night is getting dark and you are still injured. I really can't rest assured..."

"My brother Lin, don't talk about my injury every day."

Shu Le took another sip of water on his own, then turned around and smiled narrowly at Lin Jitong, "I'm the only one injured, didn't you slow down just now?"

Lin Jitong: "..."

Even though the indoor light was not very clear, Shu Le could still see some blush slowly appearing on Lin Jitong's face.

Lin Jitong said unnaturally: "These two things...how can they be confused."

"Yes."

Shu Le put down the water glass, and blew a kiss to Lin Jitong, "How can the things in the literati's room be considered real things in the room?"

Lin Jitong was poked twice by Shu Le, and he said with a serious expression, "Shu Le!"

Shu Le waved his hand, and responded with a hippie smile: "Hey! Don't bother Lin Xueshi anymore, I'm leaving."

After finishing speaking, he opened the door, strode to the courtyard, climbed over the wall and disappeared.

It just so happened that a servant from Lin's mansion came over with milk, followed Lin Jitong's gaze, and asked curiously, "My lord, the gate of Mingming's mansion is open, why does General Shu have to pass through the wall?"

Lin Jitong walked to the table, took a sip of tea from the porcelain cup that Shu Le had drunk, and said coldly: "He is willing, so what can I do."

The cheerful Shu Le who was served became more and more proficient in practicing the technique of climbing over the wall, and returned to her Fengqi Palace in the dead of night.

There was still a candle in the hall, and Holly's anxious expression was reflected by the table.

Seeing Shu Le coming back full of alcohol, Dongqing hurriedly helped him in: "General! Where have you been all day? Why didn't you come back to the palace?"

Shu Le yawned, squinted his eyes and said: "Your general finally came back from a victory, why don't you applaud for this general, why do you ask about my whereabouts instead?"

Dongqing said anxiously: "Today, the old general has been looking for you for a whole day, and he is so anxious that he is going crazy. Just now, he sent someone to deliver a message to the palace, asking you to stop the message and go back to the Zhenguo General's Mansion immediately."

Shu Le hadn't had an affair for a long time, and there was still some aftertaste all over his body after the encounter just now. He sat on the chair and rubbed the center of his brows, and only then did he fully understand what Dongqing said.

Shu Le thought for a while and said, "Did you say why?"

Dongqing shook her head and said, "No. To tell you the truth, the number of guards in Fengqi Palace has doubled since yesterday, and even the old general's message took a lot of effort."

Shu Le suddenly woke up. He stood up and walked around the hall twice, and said to Dongqing: "I see, go get me a night clothes. I'll go back to the general's mansion right now."

Turning over the wall three times a day, when Shu Le turned over from the palace wall, he always felt that the wound on his back was open again, and blood was oozing out.

Shu Le was in so much pain that he almost fell off the top of the wall. He pressed it with his backhand, gritted his teeth and carelessly pained the bandaging bow that Lin Jitong had tied on the wound.

It's very boyish.

There are almost no pedestrians in the market at night, and from a distance, only the general's mansion is brightly lit.

Shu Le stepped in from the front door in a serious manner.

Shu Hongyi was sitting in the main hall, his gray temples silently told the people around him that this veteran of the bloody battle was over half a century old.

The old butler standing at the door made a bow to Shu Le: "Little General, you are finally back."

Shu Le glanced at Shu Hongyi, feeling something was wrong, so he asked the old housekeeper softly, "What's wrong?"

Before the old housekeeper could speak, he heard Shu Hongyi's slow voice coming from the main room: "Le'er, you are back. Come in."

Shu Le was taken aback, Shu Hongyi had never called him that since he went to the killing field.

"Father."

Shu Le walked in, frowning and tentatively said, "You are in a hurry to call me back...but because of that tenderness?"

Shu Hongyi shook his head, his voice was indescribably hoarse: "It's nothing to do with Wenrong, he came to see me this afternoon."

Shu Le was stunned for a moment: "He didn't go to meet Sheng this afternoon, what did he do to see you?"

Shu Hongyi interrupted Shu Le's words: "It's not important, Le'er. You just need to know that he is not my child, but I have the kindness to know him. If he can be used by you, it is the best policy .”

Shu Le said: "Father, what does this mean?"

Shu Hongyi stood up and slowly drew the long sword out of its sheath.

The long sword accompanies him in his military life, and its cold light is cold.

Shu Hongyi's face was full of indifference: "Wanyi went out at this hour and hasn't returned yet."

Shu Le suddenly remembered what the system had said to him before, and always felt that something was wrong: "But you went out to play with your friends?"

Shu Hongyi sneered, and slightly raised the tip of his sword, picking up a thin leaflet on the table.

There is only a short line of words on the paper, and it is written in the imperial pen and Zhu Bian.

"I'm here to welcome the queen into the palace."

Shu Le was so shocked that he was stunned: "Father suspects that His Majesty will be Wanyi..."

"Not a doubt, but an affirmation."

Shu Hongyi was much more patient and rational, "The emperor has been on the throne for three years, and my Shu family has been unhappy for a long time. This time, you are going to marry Wanyi...it is an unavoidable trick."

Shu Le was shocked by Zhou Sui's coquettish operation, and it took him a long time to say: "Your Majesty is not a good man, it is natural for Wanyi to refuse, father don't have to blame himself."

Shu Hongyi said: "Forget it, there is no need to say more at this time. Now that the matter is over, you will enter the palace with me tomorrow, and adapt accordingly."

Shu Le naturally responded: "Father, don't worry."

Shu Hongyi looked at Shu Le: "By the way, how is your injury?"

Shu Le naturally concealed a series of things from the past, and only smiled: "Small injury, the bleeding stopped after the arrow was pulled out, and it is almost healed."

Shu Hongyi nodded, and suddenly said: "I have summoned all the soldiers who accompanied me back to the capital to assemble, and they are waiting outside the city."

Shule:? ? ?

Shu Le swallowed: "Father, don't you..."

"I know you still have the Tiger Talisman in your hand. Le'er, if the fish dies tomorrow, you can play it by ear."

Shu Hongyi glanced at the moonlight outside the window, "If you can win for your father, you can change the dynasty. If you lose for your father...you don't have to worry about me, just take your soldiers and flee."

Shu Le said: "Father, you can't act rashly on this matter... still need..."

Long-term considerations are also needed.

But Shu Hongyi obviously didn't have the mood to continue listening. Holding the scabbard, he walked slowly outside the house.

Shu Le was the only one sitting at the table in the room.

The blood from the wound on his back had scabbed over. He poured himself a cup of cold tea and took a sip.

Shu Hongyi is a typical military general thinking, general but not small details.

And at this time, it was in Zhou Sui's plan from beginning to end——

If the army rises tomorrow, the Shu family will undoubtedly perish.

The imperial study room was also brightly lit.

Fuquan cut the wick for Zhou Sui, poured another cup of tea, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the dark guard has returned. Shu Hongyi really went to transfer the old department, and is now stationed not far from the suburbs of Beijing."

Zhou Sui nodded, and said, "Where's Shu Le?"

Fu Quan said: "General Shu Xiao just returned to the residence, and he didn't come out again."

Zhou Sui closed the folder in his hand and said, "Tell me, do Shu Le dare to rebel with his father?"

Fuquan carefully looked at Zhou Sui's expression, and said after deliberation: "This servant thinks that with General Shu's temperament...it's impossible."

"Is it?"

Zhou Sui smiled, stood up and said, "Let's go. The day before yesterday, I made an appointment with the envoy that Dong won. Tonight, I just let them show me what fun those gadgets are. It's all refreshing."

The author has something to say: Lele: I dare not dare, the only thing I dare to do is to give you green grass, hehehe.

Zhou Sui: I have already learned how to play with toys, let's go together.

Wen Rong: So will I have a role in the next chapter...