Zhong Wen was lying on the huge bed, bored. He wanted to take out the spirit pattern pen and draw a few strokes on himself, but he didn't feel interested at all.
I wanted to chat with "Zhong Wen No. 2", but the other party fell into a deep sleep. No matter how I called, there was no response.
He had also thought about releasing his spiritual consciousness to spy on what was going on in Lin Zhiyun's room. However, there were unknown mysteries arranged in this palace from the inside to the outside. It was able to completely block the practitioner's perception, and his spiritual consciousness could not reach far at all.
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As a result, Zhong Wen, who had nothing to do, could only stare blankly at the light yellow crystal chandeliers on the roof.
The warm-toned lights are slightly dim, which is quite effective in aiding sleep in the quiet night.
One spiritual crystal lamp, two spiritual crystal lamps, three...
Zhong Wen was counting the crystal lanterns in his mouth, and unknowingly, his eyelids gradually began to fight...
"Tuk! Tuk! Tuk!"
A slight knock on the door outside instantly woke him up from his dazed state.
is her?
Zhong Wen's heart moved, and he quickly jumped out of bed, crossed the screen in a few steps, and reached out to open the door.
What appeared in front of me was Zhao Shuangyan's delicate face and plump figure.
"Mr. Zhong, have you ever fallen asleep?" Zhao Shuangyan's voice was soft, charming, and very comfortable to hear, "Shuangyan won't disturb your rest, right?"
"No, no." Zhong Wen couldn't figure out her intention and just smiled politely, "Sister Zhao, why are you still up so late? You should know that lack of sleep is the enemy of your skin."
"Shuangyan has grown old a long time ago, so what does it matter whether her skin is good or not?" Zhao Shuangyan didn't expect that he had a funny temperament, so she couldn't help but laugh and shook her head gently.
"Sister, what are you talking about?" Zhong Wen pretended to be surprised, "You don't look much older than me?"
"I heard from Sister Zhiyun that you have a very prosperous love life and have so many confidantes that you can't even count them." Zhao Shuangyan laughed so hard that her branches trembled, "I didn't believe it before, but now I know that what I said was true. With such a sweet mouth,
What woman can resist?"
"Is this what the palace master sister said?"
Zhong Wen's expression suddenly dropped, and he said that Lin Zhiyun was quite critical of his philandering, and even complained to Zhao Shuangyan, whom he had just met.
"She didn't come to me to complain." Zhao Shuangyan was thoughtful and could see through Zhong Wen's thoughts at a glance, and said with a sweet smile, "I specifically asked her to find out about you."
"Huh?" Zhong Wen looked confused, "Why?"
"What do you think?" Zhao Shuangyan rolled her eyes at him coquettishly, and moved closer to him intentionally or unintentionally. Her voice became sweeter and more sultry, "Why else could a woman inquire about a man's information?"
A gust of fragrant wind came, and her delicate and fair face was already close at hand. Zhong Wen was startled and couldn't help but retreated two steps backwards. He laughed dryly and said: "Sister Zhao, don't make fun of me."
"Why, sister, am I so unworthy of your attention?" Zhao Shuangyan couldn't help but look sad when she saw him dodge, and said gloomily, "Or are you saying that my body has stained your eyes?"
"Sister's appearance and figure are extremely outstanding. I'm afraid there are not many men who won't like her." Zhong Wen straightened his face and said sincerely, "It's really helpless for you to marry Yun Zhonghe. How dare I be disrespectful at all?"
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"Oh?" Zhao Shuangyan's eyes lit up and she stepped forward again, "Mr. Zhong, you..."
"It's just that we have known each other for less than a day, so we are not very familiar with each other."
Seeing her step forward, Zhong Wen took two steps back again, "I only have respect for you in my heart, but I have no love between men and women."
"After all, don't you dislike me?" Zhao Shuangyan pouted, her eye circles slightly red, "If I were still perfect..."
"Sister, what you said is wrong." Zhong Wen interrupted her self-pity, "Men and women are born equal. Why can men embrace each other, but a woman's chastity is regarded as more important than her life? In my opinion,
It’s just nonsense.”
"Your idea is quite novel." Zhao Shuangyan seemed not to have expected that he would say such shocking remarks, "I'm afraid it may not be recognized by the world. In my opinion, most men in the world regard women as objects.
rather than equal human beings.”
"Sister, I don't know. In fact, men don't care about a woman's chastity as much as you think." The expression on Zhong Wen's face suddenly became a little weird, "The reason why most people want to marry a virgin is because the virgin girl is not married.
I have a personal relationship, so I can’t compare my husband with other men.”
"What do you mean?" Zhao Shuangyan was stunned when she heard this, a little unsure of the direction of this conversation.
"It shows that most men don't have enough confidence in their sexual abilities." Zhong Wen said with a bad smile, "If my wife had a good relationship with other men, and after comparison, she found that she was not very good at this aspect, wouldn't it be a big loss of face?
Which man can endure such humiliation?"
"Are you different from them?" Zhao Shuangyan didn't expect that the other party had a disagreement and drove suddenly, and she couldn't laugh or cry.
"Of course it's different. I have no such worries at all." Zhong Wen said proudly, "There should be very few men in the world who are better than me in this aspect."
What kind of tiger and wolf words is this?
Zhao Shuangyan did not expect that Zhong Wen, who had acted like a gentleman not long ago, would change his style drastically within a few words of chatting. He would talk about the affairs of the house with a woman he had only known for less than half a day. She couldn't help but feel angry again.
It was so funny that I couldn't help but spit lightly.
"So Sister Zhao understands?" Zhong Wenwu gushed to himself, "Really good men don't care whether a woman is perfect or not, and whether there have been other men before, only those who are not good..."
"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you." Although Zhao Shuangyan was calm and sophisticated, she couldn't stand his shocking words, and finally shook her arms in defeat, "Don't talk nonsense here.
, just follow me!"
However, there was a hint of warmth and appreciation in her delicate eyes.
"Where to go?" Seeing that she finally got to the point, Zhong Wen asked, holding back a smile.
"Sister Zhiyun invites you." Zhao Shuangyan glared at him gently, "Are you going?"
"Go, go!" Upon hearing this, Zhong Wen nodded immediately, "Palace Master Sister has a destiny, why not go?"
"Come with me!"
Zhao Shuangyan said nothing more, turned around and walked slowly, swaying her slender waist and hips, making her look indescribably charming.
No wonder Yun Zhonghe is so partial to her.
Zhong Wen looked at her graceful and swaying figure and thought to himself.
In this way, the two walked in tandem for a while. Zhao Shuangyan suddenly stopped, pointed to a door and said: "Here, she is inside, just go in."
"Sister Zhao, why don't you go in together?" Zhong Wen asked doubtfully.
"She is looking for you, not me." Zhao Shuangyan shook her head, and then whispered, "Hurry up, hurry up, don't keep her waiting for too long."
"Oh, oh." Zhong Wen glanced at her suspiciously, then came to the house alone and pushed the door open.
"Are men and women equal...?"
Watching Zhong Wen's leaving figure, Zhao Shuangyan murmured to herself in an inaudible voice, "Sister Zhiyun, you are so lucky to have met such a man worthy of your trust."
Why is Sister Zhao's house decorated so festively?
Entering the house, he was overwhelmed by the red accessories plastered everywhere in front of him.
On the bed, there sat a beautiful pink figure, with a golden hairpin and black hair, a skin as bright as snow, a moonlight shy of a flower, and a fragrance overflowing. Who else could she be if she wasn't the palace lord's sister?
"Are you here?" Lin Zhiyun slowly turned her head sideways, looking directly into Zhong Wen's eyes with watery eyes, shining with a charming light.
Her voice is very light and soft. At first glance, it sounds like an oriole coming out of the valley, kites singing and phoenixes singing. It is crisp, bright, gentle and soft. If you listen carefully, it sounds like gurgling water and wind blowing willows. It is soft, yet charming and graceful.
It's like bathing in the warm spring breeze, your mind is open and you can't stop.
Zhong Wen suddenly felt his mouth was dry and his heart was beating wildly.
"Palace, Sister Palace Master." He tried to calm down and asked stutteringly, "Are you looking for me?"
"Well, it didn't disturb your rest, did it?" Lin Zhiyun's voice was still as sweet as a wind chime, making him intoxicated and obsessed with it.
"No, no!" Zhong Wen grinned, "How can rest be as important as the palace master sister?"
"You are still such a talkative person." Lin Zhiyun covered her lips and smiled, her movements were graceful and light, and she was indescribably charming.
Who can stop this!
Zhong Wen felt that Lin Zhiyun's temperament was different tonight. She was actually more charming and flirtatious. In addition, a man and a woman were alone in a room at night, which added an air of ambiguity to the room. The ancient power in her body gradually gained some control.
Can't live.
"Can I ask you something?" Lin Zhiyun suddenly straightened up.
"Sister, please speak." Seeing her serious expression, Zhong Wen couldn't help but straighten his back.
"You were knocked unconscious by lightning earlier. When you woke up, you said you wanted to marry me as your wife."
Lin Zhiyun's next words almost shocked Zhong Wen's jaw, "Do these words still count?"