Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

The roses were wrapped in flower juice and fed the little general to his full, even the tiniest flower folds inside and out were washed clean by her.

Because she was too capable, afraid that she could not resist having sex, Qinghe deliberately coaxed people out of the house before going to sleep. Braving the heavy rain, Chi Heng was reluctant to go home in the carriage.

This time, Wanwan is serious about throwing away her books when she runs out.

But no matter how heavy the rain is, it can't drench her fiery heart at the moment!

She rubbed her face and smiled so hard that her teeth could not see her eyes.

In the boudoir, Qinghe's eyes and eyebrows showed a few wisps of unfaded spring. She was not in good health, and she sweated a lot in Yunchi after a fuss. She drank a cup of honey water to moisturize her throat and slowly fell asleep.

Qin Se stood by her bed from left to right, covering her with quilts from time to time, and changing the calming incense in the Zijin stove.

Afraid of disturbing her, he moved lightly, breathing with restraint.

Wang Qiu followed the cook to make a cup of soup that nourishes yin and nourishes the kidneys for the young lady with her own hands.

The rain in late autumn is chilly.

"It's raining so heavily, why didn't Qinghe keep you?" Mrs. Chi had already planned that she would not come back, but she didn't expect that she would come back. Not only did she come back, but her face was also full of red.

She clicked her tongue in amazement: "You Qing and sister made something delicious for you, look at your energy!"

Even knowing that A Niang didn't know about those things, Chi Heng still blushed guiltily and put his hands on his hips: "A Niang, I want to drink sweet soup tonight."

"Drinking something sweet at night is not afraid of bad teeth."

"What a bad tooth, I'm not a kid, I'm going to drink sweet soup tonight!"

Little General Chi said that Mrs. Chi only treats her as a pamper.

Seeing her daughter walking towards [Mingguangyuan] in high spirits, she muttered "sweet soup" in her mouth, but she still couldn't understand her sudden taste.

Satisfied, Chi Heng went to a place where no one was in the corridor and jumped up and down three times: She's so sweet!Can't get enough!

She didn't dare to break Wanwan's body before she was officially married, but even if she didn't break her body, she was really ecstatic.

She straightened the surface of her tongue, imagining the softness and moistness when she pierced it, her heart skipped a beat.

"Damn it..." She patted her red face and kept walking.

When it was time to eat, Chi Heng held his chopsticks and talked to Mrs. Chi about Sun Zhuyue and others' marriage with Qinghe to Jinlan. As expected, Mrs. Chi also thought of 'standing in line'.

The Chi family was built by Mrs. Chi like an iron bucket, not to mention the strange [Black Robe Guard], not even a fly could fly in.

The mother and daughter talked with peace of mind.

"Of course you don't know when you are out to help disasters. The court is not peaceful. Your Majesty smashed the old censor of Song Dynasty to death with an inkstone a few months ago, and then demoted officials, promoted cruel officials and courtiers.

"Three days ago, Caishikou ransacked their homes and beheaded several ministers. It is not an exaggeration to say that everyone is in danger.

"Your Majesty attaches great importance to civility over martial arts. If you want to protect yourself, the generals must be of one mind. Having Qinghe is equivalent to having a relationship with the General's Mansion of Zhenguo.

"Fortunately, your father and brother both killed the enemy at the border, and they are better at the border than in Shengjing. There are two generals in Yunchao, but the one from the Shen family is more favored than your father."

Madam Chi said that she was about to scoop up a spoonful of sweet soup. Chi Heng was startled, and with his arms folded, he was very protective: "Huh? Auntie can't drink it!"

"Your mother made the sweet soup, can't your mother drink it?"

"I can't drink it, I can't drink it, mother has other soup, this soup is for me to think about others!"

See things and think about people...

Madam Chi rolled her eyes: "Tsk."

She never thought that the baby in her womb could be so angry when she grew up.

"You take it easy for me."

"Hey, take it easy, take it easy." Chi Heng took a sip of the sweet soup, narrowing his eyes slightly: "It's delicious!"

"..."

The corner of Madam Chi's mouth twitched: she couldn't see it.She was really worried that Qing and that girl would dislike her 'little padded jacket'.

Chi Heng came back from Yuncheng for disaster relief, and because of being seriously injured, he had to rest at home for a period of time due to emotion and reason.

Dongfang had just turned pale, and Chi Heng had been sitting on the bed practicing inner strength for half an hour.

She was not in good health, and she did not dare to go to the martial arts arena to dance with knives and guns. The pure yang qi bypassed the eight meridians, and her body was warmed by the zhenqi. She opened her eyes, breathed a long sigh of relief, put on snow socks and stepped on the ground. Sit on the floor with a woolen blanket.

Writing and drawing on paper is the principle of "double cultivation" that she summed up. She has an outline at the beginning, and she is still far from being mature.

She didn't dare to teach Qinghe to know, and kept hiding it.

When people meet happy events, they are in high spirits and have a flexible mind. With a pen in their mouths and deep thoughts, she slapped her forehead: "Yes!"

So I took a pen and added a few strokes on the page in a hurry.

Put it away properly, and go to the dining room to eat after taking a bath.

At every moment, Chi Heng took all kinds of snacks made by his mother to Xiuchun Bieyuan.

Qinghe was still sleeping when she went.

Liu Se looked puzzled: "Miss developed a high fever at night, and after tossing and falling asleep in the middle of the night, she will sleep soundly."

Chi Heng's heart was so hot that she was poured out by her words, he was nervous and blamed himself, and he wanted to know why Wanwan had a high fever in the middle of the night, she asked: "Cold poison, hasn't the cold poison flared up?"

"It didn't happen."

It's really good luck.

Chi Heng was frightened and returned to his original body: "I'll go in and have a look, and I promise not to disturb her."

If she wanted to go in, could Liu Se stop her?

In order not to bring cold air to the boudoir, Chi Heng took off his coat and circulated his true energy in his body for a few times before stepping over the threshold with confidence, the bead curtain was raised carefully, and she stepped on the thick wool blanket on tiptoe.

The boudoir was already on fire, and it was dry and hot for her, but it was a rare and comfortable temperature for Yu Qinghe.

The beauty lying on the bed turned pale, recalling carefully yesterday in [Yunchi] Wanwan's face was really charming and pink, and the sweet fragrance emanating from the inside out, a handful of bones, steamed a fragrant and gorgeous color for her.

I was sweating a lot.

Chi Heng didn't dare to disturb her, but secretly regretted and pitied her in his heart.

An hour later.

Qinghe seemed to have had enough sleep, her eyelashes moved slightly, and she was about to open them soon, when Chi Heng was suddenly hit by a wave of helplessness, and shyly twirled her fingertips.

"A Chi."

Waking up to see her was to be expected.

Qinghe's high fever had subsided and her body was exhausted. When she opened her eyes and saw the guilt lingering in the little general's eyes, she smiled, supported Chi Heng's arm and sat up, pulling the brocade quilt over her chest.

Chi Heng turned around and brought her a warm fur coat and put it on her shoulders.

"Tired?"

She cared for the young general who was the most physically fit.

Chi Heng held her thin white knuckles: "It's all right. It's you..."

"I'm fine too. Isn't it much better than before? Firstly, the cold poison didn't show up, and secondly, it didn't kill me. When it's cold, it's inevitable to have a high fever. I'm used to it."

She has frivolous eyebrows from afar, and there is a romantic flow from her eyebrows: "Ah Chi, I am very happy."

She carelessly fiddled with Chi Heng's slender knuckles, held them up and put them on her lips and kissed them lightly: "Don't spoil my interest."

A few words to dispel the self-blame and guilt in Chi Heng's heart, the little general couldn't say no to her, and laughed: "Sister."

Her shout of "sister" had a long aftertaste, especially after doing that, it really felt an indescribable excitement.

Qing He smiled maliciously: "A Chi, come here with your ears."

"Ok?"

She poked her ears.

Miss Shen lightly bit the tip of her ear: "Be good?"

"..."

I am happy, so I am willing to continue to be your obedient.

Yesterday's "rhetoric words" were still in my ears, but today she used them as a joke, Chi Heng's pretty face flushed, and forced the scene, he cleared his throat and responded crisply: "Hey!"

Qinghe laughed so hard that her flowers trembled wildly, with tears at the end of her eyes, she hooked her little finger and asked, "Satisfied?"

Chi Heng licked. Licked the corner of his lips, still wanting to say, "Sister's sweet water is really delicious."

She is shameless, and Qinghe is even more shameless.

The two were flirting and flirting in the boudoir, until Wang Qiu heard the sound and knocked on the door carrying porridge and side dishes, Chi Heng took the tray and fed her everything.

Shengjing seems to be calm, but in fact it is secretly turbulent.

Qinghe has a group of Jinlan, and the girls from the Jiangmen go to Bieyuan to get together every now and then. The elder sister is older and the younger sister is younger.

Sun Zhuyue unexpectedly called her "brother-in-law" that day, and she was beautiful for three days.

Seeing these sisters come to the door again, the smiles gradually increased.

Above the court, the essence of Zhao Qian's faint king became more and more unconcealable, and his relatives and virtuous officials were beheaded at the entrance of the vegetable market almost every once in a while.

Killing chickens to warn monkeys, [Black Robe Guard] was too busy to touch the ground, and public grievances arose like clouds of smoke.

On that day, Chi Heng and Qing He were petting cats in the other garden, and Wu Qiu came in with a secret letter in his sleeve.

Entering the inner room, Qinghe opened the secret letter, but saw a word written in black and white on it: hide.

Chi Heng said softly: "It's Sister Ling's handwriting."

"Hidden?" Qinghe asked back: "Is she leaving?"

The little general rubbed his brows: "Calculating the time, it's best for her to go at this time."

Zhao Qian has no scruples.

Not to mention that the concubine sister still hides the secret of fake pregnancy.

There is only one way for her to hide her whereabouts.

"suspended animation?!"

The two spoke in unison.

In another two days, [Liuhua Palace] was burned to scorched earth by a fire, and Xue Ling used her 'death' to completely break Zhao Qian's last string called reason.

The bamboo basket fetched water in vain, without the noble concubine, without the flesh and blood in her stomach, without the trigger to provoke the two governments to fight, Zhao Qian went crazy in the deep palace.

For most of his life, he enjoyed playing with women, but in the end he couldn't escape being teased by Xue Ling.

It's ridiculous that he claims to be deeply affectionate, and in the name of mourning his beloved concubine, he levies exorbitant taxes and builds the "Death Building", in an attempt to extradite Xue Ling's soul, and becomes more and more addicted to cultivating immortals.

Thatched huts on the hill.

Jiang Xi was dressed in a Taoist robe, her brows were calm.

The door was pushed open, and Xue Ling, who was feigning death, faded away from her 'demon concubine' obsession, and Wen Wen stood quietly in front of her, begging: "I've been 'dead' once, won't you drive me away again?"

She slashed first and then broke her retreat, Jiang Xi looked helpless: "Why do you have to follow me?"

"If you don't follow me, who will you be with? You can never get rid of me!"

"..."

Jiang Xi fell into the pit called 'Xue Ling' in her previous life, and it took a price that no one else could have imagined to have the chance to overthrow and start again.

She can't tell the truth, let alone say that you and I have had a previous life, so she can only sigh and sigh.

After several sighs, her eyes were clear: "It's about to start."

As her words fell, a muffled thunder exploded in the sky, and the fate of 'Emperor with Two Stars' swept the streets and alleys of Shengjing City overnight, spreading to farther places.

There are no two suns in the sky, but there are two stars in the emperor.Today is not benevolent, the heavens sent down another Ziwei star to save the people from fire and water, and the vision that appeared in the sky above Shengjing City 18 years ago was a warning from the heavens.

Zhao Shide is not worthy of the throne, the throne should be seated by the destined empress!

This news is no less than a drop of water splashed into a frying pan, causing people's hearts to beat repeatedly.

The secret that had been hidden so hard was revealed by someone with a heart, and the city was full of uproar. Zhao Qian was stunned and drew out the emperor sword: "Kill! Kill, kill, kill! Kill them all!!"

Daoist Rong Yue caressed his beard, a strange light flashed in his eyes: "It's started."

Longshan.

The young young master of Longmen held a horoscope and muttered to himself, "It's started."

Destiny and human will are intertwined and shrouded countless people's heads. Some people understand it, while others are ignorant.

Being in the middle of the game, it was no surprise that Chi Heng also heard those shocking rumors that were well said.

She ran into the Bieyuan in one breath, and tried to hold her breath before entering the door, but later realized that a thin layer of sweat broke out on her back.

Your Majesty can block one person's mouth, block everyone's mouth, kill one person, but cannot kill all the people in the world.

There is always someone to say.

Not to mention that this has been planned for a long time, and there are many hidden forces such as [Daomen] secretly promoting it.

……

In the boudoir, Qinghe and tea are waiting.

Chi Heng walked in calmly, nothing unusual on the surface.

The surrounding doors and windows were closed tightly, making sure that no one was listening, she was stunned there, tangled for a long time, and finally asked: "Yes, is it me?"

Qinghe lifted the tea cover, and the thick tea mist came out, she said: "It's you."

As I said, when that day comes, you will understand.

Now, this day, has arrived.