Three days later, Qingrong will go to the banquet.
It's almost April, the weather is beautiful and the sun is shining brightly. I heard that this is the favorite time for Yongcheng people. Maybe it's been a long time in the winter. From the dignitaries to the common people, everyone is looking forward to going out.
Go for an outing and have a good time. During spring outings every year, people come and go by the pool in the suburbs, which is the most lively. Looking around, there are ordinary people traveling with their families, swordsmen and tourists dancing swords, and literati and poets reciting poems.
The prince and grandson who came to ride the horse, the noble lady who set up a screen to enjoy the spring...
Qingrong is a bit lazy. Although she heard people talk about it like this, she doesn't really yearn for it. If she has this kind of time, she would rather stay at home and read more books.
It happened that he was going to have a banquet in two days, so Qingrong washed his hair. Taking advantage of the good sunshine at noon, he asked someone to move a lounge chair to the small courtyard of the upper room so that his wet hair could be dried in the sun.
Qingrong casually took a volume of the Book of Songs and read it on the recliner. She had read it before when she was a hairpin. It had been many years since she had read the Book of Songs.
The breeze sometimes caresses people's faces, and the sun's warm warmth shines on people's bodies, making them lazy and drowsy without being disturbed by others.
"The sun is rising in the east, and that concubine's son is coming to my room. He is coming to my room, and he is walking by me."
Xue Shao had an excuse to avoid the invitation of his colleagues to have a drink and have fun today, so he came back early. When he came back, what he saw was this scene of a beautiful woman lying quietly, with green hair scattered like a waterfall.
He stopped, his eyes were deep, and he looked at Qingrong forgetfully.
Maybe she felt a little hot, so she wore an apricot-colored tube top dress. Under the sun, her exposed skin was shiny and dazzling. She was lying on her side, not very restrained, and her posture was lazy and seductive...
But her brows were as peaceful as snow, and as if they were not stained by worldly dust.
A-Zhen noticed that Xue Shao was back and was about to salute, but Xue Shao waved his hand to interrupt her and motioned for her to go down first. A-Zhen pursed her lips and snickered, not wanting to disturb the two of them, so she followed the instructions and left.
He sat down on the recliner, picked up the book in Qingrong's hand, and took a look at "Eastern Sun" in the "Book of Songs". He suddenly caught a glimpse of Qingrong's feet without socks, and he couldn't help but frown, knowing that
I'm afraid of the cold, so I haven't put on these socks yet.
Her feet were also sparkling white and exquisite. Xue Shao accidentally reached out and touched her feet, and they were indeed cold.
Just as he was about to make a move, the person on the recliner suddenly woke up. Qingrong had just woken up. The bright sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the leaves, causing her to squint her eyes slightly. She reached out to cover her eyes and kicked him again.
Her foot hit his knee, "Let go."
Qingrong had just woken up, and her voice was still a little soft.
Xue Shao looked at her, his Adam's apple rolled, and he let out a hum, then let go of his hand, looked at Qingrong and smiled lowly, took her hand away, stared at her, and said: "The sun in the east is shining, my dear sister.
Your son, you are in my room. You are in my room, and you are coming as soon as I walk. It is very suitable for the occasion."
Qingrong was slightly startled before she realized that he was talking about the content of the volume she was reading. The general meaning of this poem is that when the sun rises in the east, a beautiful woman enters my home, steps on my knees in my room
Head, interpreted as the newlyweds’ inner joy.
Xue Shao approached her, his eyes were burning, and he whispered in her ear: "Why don't you and I try it tonight?"
"Dirty!" Qingrong suddenly blushed, glared at him, and suddenly pushed him away, just as he was about to get up. Unexpectedly, Xue Shao had quick eyesight and quick hands, picked up the shawl on the side, wrapped her up, and picked her up by the waist.
, he said: "Although it has been hot these days, you still don't want to be cold and wear more clothes when you go back home."
With that said, he strode towards the room without paying any attention to the book that had fallen to the ground.
Qingrong was about to say something about him, but Azhen saw Xue Shao holding Qingrong intimately as he went to the room. He hurriedly came over and stammered to stop her: "Madam, Alang, Madam Yang is here and is waiting for me in the room.
"
When Qingrong heard this, she refused to let Xue Shao hold her and urged him to put her down, "Hurry up and put me down. What will it look like to my third sister-in-law?"
Xue Shao didn't dare to really offend her, but he didn't put her down immediately and told Azhen to bring Qingrong's shoes.
While several people were talking, Ms. Yang also heard the sound and came over. She was smiling and was about to speak when she saw the picture of Xue Shao holding Qingrong. The green hair on Qingrong's forehead was messy, and she was wrapped in a shawl and her clothes were disheveled...
Yang reacted immediately, blushed instantly, looked embarrassed, turned around quickly, and changed her words: "I was too abrupt. You two have something else to do, so I won't bother you for now. I'll come back another day."
After saying that, before Qingrong could explain, she took the maid and left quickly.
Qingrong glared at Xue Shao resentfully and complained: "Look at the good things you have done."
"Wrong." He admitted his mistake without hesitation, but his face showed no sign of knowing he was wrong.
Qingrong didn't want to talk to him anymore, bit her lip and said, "Hurry and carry me in."
Xue Shao hummed and put her on the bed as instructed. As soon as he put her down, Qingrong said, "Get out."
Xue Shao looked at her and felt that Qingrong was a little bit disobedient as soon as she got into bed. He felt awkward and asked, "Isn't this my house?"
Qingrong was still a little angry and said, "I want to change my clothes and comb my hair."
"Are you afraid that I'll see you? I've seen you without clothes before, don't tell me..."
Qingrong hurriedly stretched out her hand to cover Xue Shao's mouth, fearing that he would say something dirty again, so she lowered her tone and said, "Sister-in-law three is here to look for me. Maybe something is wrong? Wait until I change clothes to find her. Don't mess around.
Get out first."
Xue Shao looked at her without changing his expression, but remained motionless, standing in a stalemate with Qing Rong.
Qingrong had been getting along with him for a long time, so why didn't she understand what he meant? She bit her lip, but took the initiative to kiss Xue Shao on the cheek.
Xue Shao couldn't help but feel the heat in his heart. When she came closer, evil fire suddenly arose in his heart. He suddenly stretched out his hand to clasp the back of Qingrong's head, kissed her back hard, and then kissed her on the lips.
Qingrong wanted to push him away, but this man was so strong that she couldn't move him at all.
He refused to let go, hugging Qingrong, connecting with her lips and tongue, entangled together. Qingrong was pinned down by him, panting in small mouths, and the man followed Qingrong's neck,
Kissing Qingrong's tube top, Qingrong trembled all over and wanted to stop her, but was powerless.
She was wearing light clothes, which made it easier for the man in front of her to do whatever she wanted. He untied Qingrong's clothes with ease and kissed Qingrong. He was almost fascinated, as if it was the most delicious thing, and he was willing to indulge in it...
Suddenly he stood up and was about to take off his clothes. Qingrong took the opportunity to kick him in the chest and kicked him away. She gasped slightly, "Get out of the way..." How could she do this in broad daylight!
"I'm sorry." Having reached this point, he asked Xue Shao to stand up and get out of bed, but he was a man in vain. He held Qingrong's ankles, started from Qingrong's calf, and kissed all the way up to the soft and white part.
His pure appearance had long been shaken into chaff, and he could no longer resist.
In the hot air, like boating on the lake, Xue Shao went straight into the depths of the lotus root and lingered there forever.
Her clear face was like a small boat, swaying crazily in the ocean... She was already more delicate, but soon she couldn't bear it, and her whole body went limp. She opened her blurred eyes and looked at the man who was obsessed with her body.
Man, is this daytime prostitution?
After an unknown amount of time, Qingrong fell asleep. When she woke up again, the sun had already set, leaving only a faint afterglow shining through the thin gauze curtain on Qingrong's face.
She suddenly came to her senses and sat up from the bed, still a little dizzy. She called A-Zhen, "What time is this?"
Azhen looked shy, but did not mention what happened in the room just now, saying: "It's already time to light the lamp."
Qingrong felt regretful for a while, why did she let him do what he did? When she woke up, it was already dark.
Seeing that Qingrong was silent, A-Zhen asked quickly: "Madam, are you hungry? I asked someone to bring dinner." After working hard all afternoon, she must be hungry... A-Zhen thought with embarrassment in her heart.
Qingrong nodded, a little embarrassed to speak, "Where's Alang?"
Azhen suppressed a smile and said, "Alang went out this afternoon and said he wanted to catch some fish himself and come back to replenish his wife's health!"
Qingrong was embarrassed when she heard this, and nodded casually. She wanted to get out of bed, but she found that her legs were sore. She gritted her teeth and said in her heart, it was simply vulgar... She wished she could never ask him to get on this bed again.
Qingrong rarely decides what to do, but when it comes to it, she does it.
In the evening, I cooked the fish that Xue Shao brought back in the kitchen. It was indeed delicious. Qingrong was indeed a little hungry, so she didn't treat herself badly and ate more than usual. But she still had the same lukewarm attitude toward Xue Shao.
, and it got even colder. In the evening, as expected, Xue Shao rested in the study for the first time since he got married. However, he knew that he was going too far this afternoon, and he did not dare to say a word more, let alone strive to be there.
It was time to rest in the room.
After a day of tossing, Qingrong had to wait until the next day to find Yang. He didn't know what she wanted to do with him yesterday.
When Yang met Qingrong again, she looked embarrassed and avoided her eyes. She hesitated and blushed, "You, how could you do those things in the courtyard in broad daylight?"
Qingrong was about to drink the buttermilk, but when she heard Yang's words, a mouthful of buttermilk stuck in her throat, and she couldn't help coughing. Yang quickly stood up and came over to help her soothe her back. Yang said embarrassedly: "You
...You, I know that you and Shiro are newlyweds and have a very deep relationship, but, you still need to pay more attention."
Qingrong knew that she had misunderstood that she and Xue Shao were having sex outside, and her face turned red. She explained with some embarrassment, "Third sister-in-law, this is not what you think. You misunderstood. It's just that I was in the courtyard."
I fell asleep on the recliner and he just carried me into the house."
Yang didn't know whether she heard it or not. She kept saying that she understood, but her eyes still had a different meaning. Qingrong didn't know whether she really believed it or just said it casually...
In fact, Yang went to see Qingrong yesterday, and there was nothing important. It was just that that day when the family was entertaining the women, the Xue family's aunt mentioned that Qingrong's stomach was still quiet. Although Qingrong dismissed it lightly, Yang
However, Shi paid attention to her, "This is a folk recipe for delivering babies that my mother-in-law got from outside. I heard it is very effective. I wanted to give it to you yesterday."
Qingrong knew her good intentions, but she was a little bit dumbfounded, "Thank you third sister-in-law for remembering me, but this matter is not urgent now."
Yang glanced at her, blushed again, nodded, and whispered: "That's right, you and Shiro are so loving, it's useless even if you think about it..."
Qingrong couldn't hold back the smile on her face. She hurriedly explained, "Sister-in-law three really misunderstood."
Yang chuckled lightly and quickly changed his words: "Okay, okay, I misunderstood, isn't that okay?" Then he whispered to Qingrong: "But you should be more concerned about the heir.
I can have a son and a half and keep my husband's heart, but unfortunately, it's more difficult for me..."
When she talked about herself, she couldn't help but sigh in frustration. Seeing this, Qingrong felt hard to describe. Qingrong didn't think that children could change a man's heart. Concubine Xian's biological mother also gave birth to children for Liu Shi, but it turned out that this man just
After his death, Liu Shi turned around and married another man. Was he still unkind and unjust? "Third sister-in-law, don't be discouraged. It's just that the time has not come yet. If you are so sincere, you will definitely get what you want."
Qingrong said some more comforting words, chatted for a while, and then left.