Well, Song Qingming wanted to correct him, but when he thought that the two of them already had an upright reputation, it was reasonable for her to call him husband, so she tightened her lips. He had seen Princess Jinhua's unparalleled beauty, and her every move was confident and majestic.

The princess in front of me is not like that.

It is said that Nan Ying women are naturally weak and know how to serve their husbands better than Dongyue women. They regard their husbands as their heaven and are gentle in nature. Now it seems that this woman is the best among Nan Ying women. She just stands there and looks like she is going to

Crying out is unbearable.

Song Qingming looked at the red eyes in the bedroom and felt upset. He was not a man with an iron heart, so he could only wave away the maid and lead her to sit down on the edge of the bed in person: "Princess, how did you and I get connected?"

clear."

"Husband, my father and Lord Qian have all ordered me to find a way to enter the Dongyue Palace and become your majesty's concubine." Rou Ji Gong said: "I am not favored by my mother, and I have a younger brother. This time I choose my concubine.

I came here because I am obedient."

Moreover, the lives of her mother and brother were in their hands, and she could not break free.

"But Your Majesty is already in his early forties... His children are older than I am. I don't want to enter the palace, but I can't resist in person, otherwise Lord Qian will definitely make things difficult for my brother when he returns to Nanying."

Princess Rouji did not dare to say that she saw at the banquet that day that Song Qingming was a good person. She somehow felt that this person was trustworthy. When the South Vietnamese emperor asked him to marry him, she felt that she had grasped a life-saving straw.

Can't wait to come down.

Song Qingming was at a loss for words. Sure enough, the most favored princess of the Southern Ying King was a fiction. If she was really favored, she would not be pushed over when the situation between the two countries was tense. To put it bluntly, if a war between the two countries was inevitable, this princess

It's just killing yourself.

Once she dies, what will happen to her mother and brother who are far away in Nanying?

Song Qingming's fingers pinched his thigh desperately. He was sober. This Southern woman must have been prepared in advance to play weak to win sympathy. She must not have fallen into the other party's beauty trap. In the past, she had heard colleagues say that women are best at playing weak to win the favor of men.

Although the person in front of her is a princess, she seems to know this trick very well. From just now to now, the redness in the corners of her eyes has not faded away.

Seeing her pitiful look that was about to cry at any time, Song Qingming felt that he was about to waver, so he could only look away and not look at her face: "You have not entered the palace now, and you got your wish, but I have never been happy with it.

Marry blindly and marry blindly.”

"Although you and I are married, we are like strangers. I don't like it very much. You can sleep on the bed tonight, and I can sleep on the floor." After Song Qingming finished speaking, he took out the bedding from the cabinet and gave a dull look.

Princess Rouji: "Princess, sleep in peace."

Mrs. Song outside the house felt like she was struck by lightning. Although she couldn't hear much through the partition wall, she vaguely heard her son saying that he was sleeping on the floor. She was so angry that she twisted the handkerchief in her hand, turned around and left with a sullen face!

Princess Rouji watched Song Qingming's movements without making a sound, and stood quietly on the spot. However, her face suddenly turned red, and she twisted her hands together fiercely. A suspicious redness crawled onto her skin, and she was so excited.

The pale skin turned pink.

A thin layer of sweat seeped out from her forehead, making Song Qingming slightly startled: "What's wrong with you? Do you want to call me doctor?"

Princess Rouji couldn't raise her head in embarrassment, and her voice suddenly became a little hoarse: "It's okay, husband, those two maids are the ones appointed by Master Qian, and they just gave me medicine..."

Song Qingming frowned when he thought of the suspicious behavior of the two women just now. He was about to ask them what medicine they had given Rouji when he saw her clench her teeth tightly and let out a low moan from between her teeth.

He turned red unconsciously.

Not only was the backyard of the Song family clean, the father and son had never even been to the place where fireworks were played. How could they know about those romantic methods? But when Song Qingming saw Princess Rouji’s increasingly charming face, and the sound of her moaning that she was trying to endure, she suddenly

Enlightened.

Just as he was about to scream, Rouji's body softened and she threw herself into his arms. Her hot body temperature could be felt through her clothes.

"No, do you want my husband to discredit me?" Princess Rouji's eyes were red and she was rubbing her eyes impatiently with her hands. The already red corners of her eyes became redder and redder as she rubbed them: "If my mother-in-law knew about it, she would definitely think that

I may not be a woman and I may be scheming."

Song Qingming's voice that was about to shout out immediately stopped. Dongyue pays great attention to women's integrity. No wonder the two maids were so sneaky when they entered the room just now. They did such a dirty thing!

This princess, who is a majestic princess after all, has been bullied to this extent?

Song Qingming could only think of pouring herbal tea for her and helping her to take a cold shower in the clean room. Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the clean room, Rouji threw herself into his arms and screamed, her two little hands making trouble in his arms,

Song Qingming couldn't stand this posture and quickly held her hands.

He could hold his hand but couldn't hold her body. He couldn't make trouble with his hand, so he rubbed his face against his chest: "Husband, help me."

Her voice was low and tearful. The secret medicine given by Lord Qian was amazingly effective. Now that the medicine was taking effect, Rouji felt like her whole body was on fire, and she felt cool only when she was next to him.

Song Qingming's face turned red and he said incoherently: "Princess, princess..."

"Husband, I'm tired of me. Although I'm from South Korea, I'm just a weak woman. Husband, you don't have to be careful about me. I'm just a poor person." Princess Rouji's voice became lower and lower, and her body became weaker and weaker.

, completely fell into Song Qingming’s arms.

Song Qingming only felt that the aroma in his nose was strong, and perhaps the alcohol had not completely faded away, which made him dizzy. Looking at Rou Ji in his arms who was so tortured that she almost bit her lip, Song Qingming finally carried her back to the bedroom.

Before he reached the bed, a pair of jade arms hugged his neck, and warm lips kissed him randomly on his face and neck. Song Qingming had never experienced this kind of posture. Without noticing, he rolled over with Rou Ji in his arms.

On the bed.

When Song Qingming lived to be almost thirty years old, he finally knew what warm nephrite was. Although Rouji was an underappreciated princess, she had better food and clothing than ordinary women. His mind was in a state of confusion, and his last bit of willpower finally collapsed.

.

It's just to see her in pain and to relieve her worries. You can't call the doctor on the wedding night. If the doctor finds out what kind of medicine she has taken, she will lose her place in the Song family from now on. It will be more difficult for her to marry far away from home alone.

Song Qingming sighed and thought of countless reasons to convince himself, but finally lost his mind in the fiery red.

The red candle stayed on all night, and the red candle tears fell slowly. Finally, a touch of red appeared on the white towel on the bed. There were tears in the corners of Rouji's eyes. She looked at the panic-stricken Song Qingming and quietly bit the corner of her mouth. Didn't she say

Civil servants, shouldn't civil servants be polite?
Chapter completed!