But She’s So Charming

The sky outside was dark to light, and eventually gradually turned into sky blue. When Hongxia on the side of the day had not yet bloomed, King Ying opened his eyes.

He looked down at his stiff elbow that he hadn't dared to move all night, and laughed at himself.

He didn't know that she was deliberate, and there was not even a gust of wind in this inner room, but she had to arch into his arms inch by inch, closing her eyes and knowing she was cold.

Her hair is soft, turn around twice, these hair will stick to his chest wantonly, you flick it once, next time it will still suck, just like her people, look. It seems to be submissive and delicate, but in reality it is boring.

Thinking of this, King Ying couldn't help thinking of the night she first met.

At first he hadn't noticed it, but now he knows it carefully, she is pitiful and charming, these are all weapons she was born with, otherwise, he would not be absurd...

It seemed that from that day on, he was invisible, retreating for her.

However, if this absurdity is placed on her, it should not be.

Let’s talk about what kind of person King Ying is. If he really thinks that she charms the Lord and confuses his sword-backed mind, then it is better to wipe her with a single knife, but now he is willing to leave her overnight, that’s not it. Because he was very willing.

He felt distressed when he looked at her during the day, and itchy when he looked at her at night, just by looking at him with his arms around his beloved baby, it must be too late when he reacts.

This is like a person who accidentally took poppy powder due to curiosity. The first time, perhaps it could be resolved with steel-like will, but if you wait for the marrow to understand the taste and then want to quit, then you will only be left with night and day. The desire is hard to fill.

At this moment, Tang Wu's nose moved, and he was obviously about to wake up.

She opened her eyes slowly, first met his dark and deep eyes, and then realized that she was trapped in his arms at the moment, and she couldn't help but bend the corners of her eyes and take her small face. Go rub his jaw.

Since the incident of Cheng Amber, Tang Wu felt that he seemed to have some sequelae. It seemed that every time she was satisfied, she would think about what would happen if she had not entered Prince Ying's Mansion, but had entered Bo's Mansion, Cheng'an?

In fact, she hadn't listened to the girls in the yard discussing the matter of being a concubine.

I remember there was a girl surnamed Han in the yard, she was almost thirty, but she never hooked up with an official to redeem her, she just sang songs and talked about the piano in the yard.

The girls were really curious, so they circled her all day, and then they asked carefully before they found out that she had been married three times.

Usually, as soon as this is the case, the girls who have just passed the fifteenth and sixteenth will sharpen their brains to listen, because maybe one day it will be their turn to be redeemed.

At first, everyone guessed that she was sent by the mistress, or the lord of the family had disappeared for some reason.

Unexpectedly, she said that every time she was given away by the lord.

Even because of her low status, in order to win people's hearts, some dignitaries sometimes send her to serve people who have never met before, and her body is no longer good.

Now that Jiuniang loves him, it is great to continue singing here.

The girls present sighed endlessly, and they all talked incessantly.

I still remember that Lian Shiyin was there at the time, and she didn’t take it seriously. She remembered that she said: “Officials with low official titles will naturally want to climb higher, but if you find someone who is already in a high position, that’s not the case. There will be these bad things."

After hearing this, Miss Han couldn't help laughing again and again. She sneered straightly: "Once the emperor and the courtier, there is no wealth that lasts forever. Please listen carefully. The more a man in a high position, the more you can do it. The harder it is, how can the pressure on the courtroom be imaginable for women like us? If one day the lord gets ridiculed when he goes to court, and he can’t go to the master’s room to vent, he will naturally come to us. Concubine. Sister Yin's heart is so big, it's best to have a body bone that can support this wealth!"

In the end, the noisy became more and more fierce, and it was the wife of Wang who came forward and ordered them not to discuss these fictitious things casually.

But whether these things are all in vain, naturally everyone has a balance in their hearts.

…

Thinking of this, she looked up at the man who she yelled pain and was willing to stop immediately. Her nose sore, and she continued to rub against him and asked: "Is your majesty accompany you to sleep with your Majesty?

King Ying who asked this was taken aback. He didn't expect that in her eyes she was actually with him...

In order to make her a little shameless, he deliberately squeezed some sensitive areas of her, and said bitterly, "Isn't this the king accompanying you?"

This sudden attack made her scream in exclamation. She pulled up the bedding and pointed at the sun outside the window, pretending to say: "Your Highness, this is just a day."

The so-called hooking, which means that the process of hooking is the most important. She is always just right for her seductive heat, as if it is completely natural...

Make it difficult for him to hold on.

If he hadn't seen her most embarrassing and shy once with his own eyes, he would have thought that her realm had been tempered through thousands of ways.

After all, King Ying's hand didn't stop, he fiddled twice as if punishingly, and then joked unconcealedly: "Why didn't you think about this when you hooked this king? Huh?"

Tang Wu was completely blushed by the movements of his hands. Suddenly she didn't know which of the tendons was going wrong, she blurted out, "If your Royal Highness gets tired of Wuer in the future, will you transfer Wuer to someone else?"

King Ying's eyes froze suddenly, he didn't know where her words came from.

"What are you thinking about in your head all day?" King Ying frowned.

Seeing that his face changed, she also felt something wrong, but she still hesitated for a long time and didn't say why.

"Who did you hear?" Seeing that she couldn't tell, King Ying felt that there should be a reason for the matter, so he asked her again.

"There used to be an older sister in the yard. She was given to others by her family lord after two years as a concubine... The older sister also said that the freshness of men towards women is usually three to five months. Three to five days, as long as one or two years..."

Upon hearing this, King Ying almost uttered the words "You listened to their foul language", but then he thought that Tang Wu had also come from there, so he swallowed the words alive.

It's not that he doesn't know the things in the capital, he can even say that he knows the most. In his previous life, he had approved many memorials that were all about being official.

For example, there are officials who use some official prostitutes or thin horses to bribe officials, and there are countless small concubines like Cheng Anbo who have countless houses in the yard, and from time to time they kill one or two licentious people.

Those noble ladies from the aristocracy in the middle of Beijing who are backed by their families have been sheltered by others since they were young, so they have naturally remained ignorant of world affairs.

But what about her...

If he hadn't been involved in this life, would he have entered Cheng'an Bo Mansion?

Thinking of this, King Ying's face couldn't help being a little dignified and absent...

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Tang Wu wondered if she should have asked her these words. She immediately changed the subject and said: "The concubine gets up and waits for her to rinse her mouth."

When she was about to get up, he caught her.

King Ying didn’t want her to have such thoughts anymore, so he shackled her in his arms, and solemnly said: “Those things you just thought of, don’t have to think about them again. I know you have suffered a lot of wrongs in the past, but now you have entered. After Prince Ying's mansion, how can I not protect you?" Before he knew it, Wang Ying lost even his claim to be the king.

After hearing this, Tang Wu's eyes couldn't help but become sour.

This feeling, even she herself, felt a bit weird. In the past, no matter she was being slapped or being reprimanded, her teardrops would always follow her needs to come and go freely. It is definitely not the way she is now. control.

"If you want to cry, cry out."

King Ying's tone was so soft that it became a puddle of water. If this picture is called the concubine Jia and concubine of the previous life, or the concubine side concubine of this life, I am afraid that their eyeballs will fall to the ground.

Tang Wu was really going to cry just now, but when he said so, she immediately held back. She tapped his chest with her index finger, and said, "How can your majesty still look at people like this? Crying?"

"Why not?" King Ying smiled.

"The poor people can still serve the country by virtue of imperial examinations. Can your Highness tell me how hard your concubine should work to be worthy of your highness's kindness to your concubine?" Xu Shi's eyes just got hot, and her voice started from scratch. She was crying all the way to the end.

At this time, King Ying's hand went all the way down, and finally stopped on her lower abdomen, and then said in a barely audible voice: "Use this." As he said, he reached out and threw away the sachet she put on the pillow. .

Seeing his movements, Tang Wu's eyes widened in surprise.

In order to challenge the princess, she threw away the purple sachet and replaced it with a white one, so as to make the princess mistakenly think that she wanted to give birth to the eldest son of the king.

But when facing him, she didn't dare to do so.

It would be fine if Prince Ying had an eldest son, but he didn't even have a heir. If one of her concubines tried to tie him with a child without permission, she was afraid that everything she had not held firmly in her hand would be lost in an instant.

What's more, her identity really shouldn't give birth to his eldest son.

Such a suggestive and clear move not only frightened Tang Wu, but even after King Ying himself said it, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

At this moment, King Ying seemed to understand Fengyue's words.

At first, when he chose her, there was one because she was sensible and interesting, but now when he thinks about it, he has already turned the cart before the horse.

King Ying glanced at her stunned eyes, and instead held her somewhat cold fingertips, staring down at her and said: "You can't make you smile even like this. It seems that this king is not as good as that of Zhou Youwang. "

Speaking of Zhou Youwang, Tang Wu naturally heard the teasing in it.

Just as Tang Wu was about to refute, he heard General Cao knock on the door outside and whispered in a low voice: "His Royal Highness, Mrs. An's wife is here with the Anjia girl."

Tang Wu's ears were immediately erected, and most of the girls who were usually brought out by the old lady in the family were unmarried.

The woman's subconscious instinct told him that this Anjia girl should be rushing to him.