On a quiet night, with the bright moon like frost and the good wind like water, Zhen'er walked towards the courtyard where the servant lived under the clear moonlight.

Zhen'er turned around and glanced at Amai, who was following behind her from a distance. Zhen'er was extremely disappointed with Amai, who was as silent as a piece of wood every day.

He didn't notice at all that there was a person standing in front of him, but he bumped into Bupo and said, "Are you talking about you? Or are you deliberately throwing yourself into my arms and giving me a red hug? But the hand on Zhen'er's shoulder refused to let go.

Zhen'er was afraid that Amai would misunderstand, so she struggled in fear: "You bastard, let go of me!"

Bupo just wanted to joke with her, "You are a traitor! I didn't expose you that day. You should have thanked me, but why did you become a traitor?"

"Let go! Let go quickly!" Zhen'er saw Ah Mai walking over.

Amai doesn't like Zhen'er, but he doesn't want to see Zhen'er being teased, "Zhen'er is just a little girl, don't scare her."

Bupo has long been interested in Amai and wanted to fight with him, but he never had the chance. He deliberately provoked: "I like your woman. If you are brave, let's give it a try. If you win, I won't pester her."

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"Ah Mai, don't listen to his nonsense! Do you believe that I have nothing to do with him?" Zhen'er's voice was tight, fearing that Ah Mai would misunderstand the relationship between the two.

"Zhen'er, she is my sister. If you really like her, treat her kindly. Don't scare her." Amai's voice was low and calm.

Zhen'er lost her mind and murmured, sister, it turns out that she has always been his sister in his heart, "Ah Mai, you bastard! It's no use that I'm so nice to you, you actually treat me as your sister."

Bupo looked at the two of them and suddenly became an outsider. Amai liked the princess, so naturally he looked down on this girl. He had been observing her secretly for a long time, but he quite liked Zhen'er's personality.

Bupo mocked, "I've said it before, people don't like you, so you'd better give up as soon as possible and forget it with me."

"Pah!" Zhen'er was slapped hard in the face. She wanted to stop Bupo from continuing his frivolous words, but she just made the most instinctive reaction.

Zhen'er's trembling hands felt hot and burning, and her beautiful eyes said in horror: "I'm sorry, I...I didn't mean it."

In the dark night, Bupo's eyes shrank sharply. He was just joking with her. This was the first time in his life that he was slapped by a woman. He never slapped women.

Seeing Zhen'er's frightened look, Amai hurriedly protected her behind him and looked at Bupo, who looked sulky. "I don't want to fight you, and you shouldn't be a woman-beater." He stretched out his hand to hold the flustered Zhen.

Son left.

Zhen'er seemed to be frightened and was a little confused. She let Amai pull her back to the west room prepared for the servants. Amai saw that Zhen'er had not recovered yet.

Comforted: "It's okay."

Zhen'er couldn't help but cry out. She realized that she had caused trouble and that she had the leverage in his hands. She hugged Amai's waist tightly and said, "If I hit him, will he come?"

Revenge me?"

Amai has always regarded Zhen'er as his younger sister, and comforted her with kind words: "You don't have to be afraid. Now that the emperor is away from the summer, he can't cause trouble, so he can't do anything to you?"

Zhen'er was afraid in her heart. She liked Amai, but he was like a stubborn person who actually regarded her as her sister. She was so angry that she acted like this.

He looked at Amai with his big innocent eyes, "Amai, don't go! I'm scared."

As the saying goes, men and women are not close to each other. He didn't like Zhen'er and didn't want to ruin Zhen'er's reputation. "You go into the room and I'll leave after you fall asleep."

In the deep night, a phantom ran into the inn...

Yingluo was only wearing a thin piece of obscene clothing, which covered her body tightly. Looking at his flawless handsome face with pale cheeks, she felt a hidden rush in her heart that could not be calmed down.

However, Si Wushang discerned carefully. When he heard the secret signal from the secret guard, he immediately became alert and said, "If someone is coming, you can shout. The more wanton the better."

Yingluo looked at her with shame and anger, "I can't!"

Originally, she thought it would be best if she could fool her through the curtain, but it seemed that she had to go into battle in person at this time. No explanation was allowed, and her delicate lips were captured by him, tossing and turning without leaving any room.

Yingluo's mind went blank, allowing him to gnaw at it wantonly.

He reached out and clasped the back of Yingluo's head, leaning forward to cover her. The two of them were very close, and a strong masculine scent lingered in his ears.

Yingluo felt like she was out of breath, and her slightly opened lips were swept away by the tip of his tongue. Yingluo shuddered all over, and a fire-like flame surged up from her body, and her whole body turned crimson.

Yingluo's breathing became heavier and heavier, Si Wushang looked up and saw the blurred beauty in her eyes, still holding back his shyness and refusing to speak out.

He sucked her earlobe and worked his way down. His dexterous tongue slid across the collarbone and covered her plump breasts. His body trembled uncontrollably and he made an indistinct hum.

The jade-like texture and clear and beautiful curves pressed her body underneath her, and his palms touched her moist skin,

Yingluo's consciousness slowly collapsed, and she couldn't help swinging her graceful body, and her lips overflowed with an emotion that was soothing and unable to be disguised.

Hearing the secret whistle from the secret guard again, Si Wushang stopped his exploration and looked at the flushed and confused eyes below him.

"The person has left. He was sent by the Queen Mother."

Yingluo sat up with the quilt, stretched out her hand to pick up the obscene clothes beside her, and pressed his hot body against hers. She could clearly feel the changes in his body. He was not indifferent to himself.

Yingluo was also convinced that she did not object to being close to her, not physically but mentally. Unknowingly, she seemed to have slowly accepted him as her husband and gradually fell in love with him.

They were husband and wife, and she didn't know why he had been refusing to fulfill his responsibilities as husband and wife. Her pride and respect made her unable to ask questions despite her shame, and she just kept her clothes on silently.

Si Wushang had already put on his middle coat and handed her clothes over, "Do you want to ask me why I don't want your body?" He looked at her slightly aggrieved and reddish eyes.

She raised her watery pupils and her crimson cheeks and stared at him, wanting to get the answer from his mouth.

The father once said that he would rather give up the 3,000 harem and stay with his mother and concubine forever, rather than have a harem to seize the legitimate son, causing the death of his mother and concubine, and the father would not die in depression.

"I will only marry one wife in my life. I will love her and protect her wholeheartedly. I also hope that my wife can only have me, both physically and mentally. When will your heart no longer be moved by that person?"
Chapter completed!