Shi Shigege brought Zhu Yourong in. After passing through the vestibule, he came to the ** through twists and turns. In front of a wooden building with overhanging eaves, a teenage girl wearing white Hanfu stood there respectfully. Seeing
Shi Shigege and Zhu Yourong came over, put their hands on their knees respectfully, bowed deeply, and said softly in almost standard Chinese:
"This slave is here to meet His Majesty."
Fourteen Gege turned back and smiled:
"Your Majesty, this is Liaoyang's personal maid, Xiaolin Yue. She has been with me since I was in Japan. She has always been loyal and very reliable. Your Majesty is here today. Liaoyang has arranged for all the servants and guards in the house to evacuate. Only
She alone knows that His Majesty is coming, please rest assured."
Zhu Yourong looked at Xiaowu, and she was very surprised: Why does this little girl look so similar to me?
But she didn't say anything, she just glanced at Shi Shigege slightly suspiciously, then said hello to Xiao Wu with a smile and nodded.
Shi Shigege had already noticed her surprise, and was a little embarrassed for a moment. But an indescribable sense of pleasure immediately arose in her heart:
——You arrogant Zhu Yourong, you must not have thought that this "shadow" of yours has been working as a maid for me!
Xiao Wu was originally very nervous when he heard that this was the Empress of the Ming Dynasty. But now seeing that Zhu Yourong was so approachable, she felt more relaxed. She also raised her eyes and curiously looked at the legendary Empress of the Ming Dynasty at close range.
Shi Shi Ge Ge glared at her fiercely from behind, and Xiao Wu quickly shrank her head and returned to her normal behavior. She knelt down in front of the porch, opened the wooden grille sliding door, lowered her head and whispered softly:
"Your Majesty, please."
Zhu Yourong looked at the Japanese-style cubicles inside, which seemed unfathomable. She was a little flustered and glanced at the fourteenth grid involuntarily, and a terrible thought came into her mind...
Princess Liaoyang, she used to be from the Qing Dynasty... She wouldn't have wanted to... wouldn't have invited me here today. She wasn't Xiang Xiaoqiang at all, right?
...No, it won't...
Seeing her trying her best to conceal her ambivalence, Shi Shigege felt even more happy in her heart. She wished she could see Zhu Yourong crying with fear.
However, Zhu Yourong did not let Fourteen Gege be proud for too long. She bravely bent down to take off her shoes, then walked in with her head held high and her chest held high.
…
After walking along the wooden floor corridor for a while and turning a few turns, they finally stopped outside the innermost cubicle.
Xiao Wu knelt down gently and opened the sliding door silently.
Zhu Yourong stared at the person inside intently. The intuition in her heart told her that it was Xiang Xiaoqiang.
On the tatami, Xiang Xiaoqiang was sitting with his back to the door, his military uniform straight and his lapels straight. There was a low tea table in front of him, with the fragrance of tea floating on it.
Xiaoqiang...Xiaoqiang...
Zhu Yourong stood blankly at the door, looking at the back inside, and murmured silently.
Her toes quietly poked out from under her long skirt and stepped on the tatami, but suddenly there was a fear in her heart and she pulled back her toes.
...Is this person Xiang Xiaoqiang?
Zhu Yourong immediately looked back, but Shi Shigege and Xiao Wu had disappeared. In the distance, on the dim wooden corridor, he saw their backs walking side by side.
I'm... really scared...
She closed her eyes, swallowed gently, shouted Xiang Xiaoqiang's name in her heart, gently lifted her long skirt, and walked into the tatami room.
...Why doesn't he... look back?
Zhu Yourong held his breath, his heart beating wildly, and with deep fear and hope, he walked straight to the man's side. He shouted Xiang Xiaoqiang's name in his heart, mustered up his courage, and knelt down side by side.
…
The man reached out and grabbed Zhu Yourong's hand very forcefully.
Zhu Yourong was about to scream, but in an instant she saw his face turned around, and her scream turned into a happy and crying voice:
"Xiaoqiang!"
Xiang Xiaoqiang's face turned pale with excitement, and he grabbed Zhu Yourong's other hand, put them together, and held them tightly like a treasure.
A strong warm current spread throughout Zhu Yourong's body. Zhu Yourong's body shook involuntarily, his eyes closed, and tears continued to flow out silently.
Xiang Xiaoqiang said in a trembling voice:
"Your Majesty... no, Rong... can I hug you?"
Zhu Yourong took a deep breath with trembling, and her lips trembled. She wanted to say something, but she couldn't. She closed her eyes, shed tears, and nodded.
Without saying another word to Xiaoqiang, he stretched out his strong arms and hugged Zhu Yourong tightly in his arms.
Zhu Yourong huddled in his arms, trembling all over, resting her chin on his shoulder, closing her eyes tightly, crying like a child. Soon, she stopped sobbing, and simply started to cry loudly, crying violently.
It was all beyond Xiang Xiaoqiang's expectation. She combined the fear, nervousness, and expectation, as well as the pain and mental torture of so many days, the hatred and longing for Xiang Xiaoqiang, the grief for her grandfather's departure, and the long-term suppression of Xiang Xiaoqiang.
The passionate love was released all at once.
Xiang Xiaoqiang hugged her tightly, never wanting to let go. His nose was sore, and tears were welling up in his eyes. He patted Zhu Yourong's back gently, clumsily stroking the most noble person in the Ming Dynasty with his hands and feet.
Girl, this girl he was not qualified to hold in his arms for the rest of his life.
He was surprised to feel that the girl's body was thinner than usual, almost the same as when she was holding Xiuxiu. I wonder if it has always been like this, or has she lost weight in the past few days? When he thought of the pain Zhu Yourong had experienced in the past few days,
, Xiang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but feel heartache. At this moment, this thin and weak body was shrinking in his arms, trembling constantly, just like a kitten that had been abused outside and had finally found a home with scars all over its body.
…
I don’t know how long it took, but Zhu Yourong had cried enough and seemed to remember her identity. She sniffled and struggled twice, gently withdrew from Xiang Xiaoqiang’s arms, clutched her collar tightly, and knelt down opposite him.
, hanging his head weakly, with tears on his face and flushed ears.
She took a deep breath, looked down at the tatami, and said shyly:
"Xiaoqiang...I...I'm still in the period of mourning..."
Only then did Xiang Xiaoqiang remember that when he held Zhu Yourong just now, he didn't smell a trace of perfume or cosmetics. It was completely clean, with a faint scent of soap.
But he knew he couldn't lose this opportunity. He made up his mind to at least kiss her today.
Xiang Xiaoqiang mustered up his courage, his hands were shaking slightly, and he held Zhu Yourong's face.
"I know..." Xiang Xiaoqiang said softly and lowly, "I know..."
Zhu Yourong obeyed and did not struggle anymore. She just closed her eyes and let Xiang Xiaoqiang hold her like this. Because from Xiang Xiaoqiang's movements, what she felt was not an impulse of lust, but a kind of cherishment. But she was also extremely nervous in her heart.
I don’t know what I would do if Xiang Xiaoqiang suddenly kissed me forcefully. Should I resist like a normal girl? Or should I use my identity as a queen to stop her?
At this time, Xiang Xiaoqiang said in a gentle and low voice:
"Rong...I know you are in mourning...but, I really want to kiss you...Rong, will you let me kiss you?"
Zhu Yourong closed her eyes tightly and did not answer. But you could see that her originally blushing face slowly turned redder.
"I……"
She said a little panicked.
"I promise, I'll just kiss you," Xiang Xiaoqiang slowly approached her face and said, "I'll just kiss you, nothing else... Do you agree? Say you agree..."
Xiang Xiaoqiang was extremely nervous at this moment. He knew that he was openly asking for a kiss from Her Majesty the Empress of the Ming Empire, and he could only succeed but not fail. If this kiss was successful, their intimate relationship would be established. According to Zhu Yourong
Her character is that she would rather die than marry anyone else.
On the other hand, if Zhu Yourong refuses, the relationship between the two will be in a rather awkward situation. It is hard to say whether they will become husband and wife or continue to be friends in the future.
"I..." Zhu Yourong opened her red lips lightly, closed her eyes and said tremblingly, "I agree...you...you can kiss..."
Xiang Xiaoqiang didn't wait for the next sentence, hugged her head and kissed her deeply.
...Oh my god, I have finally waited for this day... No, I finally fought for this day...
The kiss between the two was deeply intertwined. Xiang Xiaoqiang explored gently and violently, and Zhu Yourong responded excitedly and clumsily. They hugged each other tightly, and both felt the other's crazy heartbeat.
The strong impulse made Xiang Xiaoqiang push Zhu Yourong down on the tatami several times. But the Empress of Ming Dynasty seemed to have a fuse in her brain. She almost melted when she was kissed. But once she felt that Xiang Xiaoqiang wanted to go further, she would
Show resolute resistance.
Xiang Xiaoqiang tried several times but failed to overpower her, and he knew that he could no longer think too much. It was quite rare to reach this point today. After all, this girl is the king of a country, and she still has the roots in her mind.
Damn. Once she loses her sense of security, it will be bad.
The long and deep kiss lasted for several minutes. Xiang Xiaoqiang seemed to want to try to make up for his regrets in this kiss. He used all his tricks, and in this long kiss, he took Zhu Yourong to Wushan and crossed the sea several times.
…
In the front hall separated by several sliding doors, Xiao Wu sneaked towards the inside, his face was both curious and shy, and he really wanted to hear some sounds.
Fourteen Gege also leaned next to her, with her arms folded across her chest, standing against the pillar, and glanced at her coldly, looking very gloomy.
"Hey!" she said coldly in Japanese, "...I said, what are you doing?"
When Xiao Wuyi saw Shi Shigege like this, he immediately shrank his head and stood still in a very polite manner.
Fourteen Gege walked over irritably, put his arm around Xiao Wu's shoulders, and said:
"Come on, come with me outside to have a cigarette."
Xiaowu was stunned and startled:
"Smoking?... Your Highness Princess, you didn't smoke when you came back from Japan! Why do you do it now..."
"Why are you so wordy!" Shi Shige hugged Xiao Wu and just walked out, "Go and find one for me."
Xiao Wu murmured:
"But...where to find it..."
"Idiot!" Fourteen Gege cursed, "Go outside and ask the guard for one!"
…
The top floor of Yayi Xuan has been booked by the prince's delegation. Now in the living room of the most luxurious suite on the top floor, the prince is meeting with the Nanjing deputy manager of Cartier Jewelry. He originally made an appointment with the general manager, but this
The deputy manager said that the general manager was very ill today and had to entrust her to communicate with His Royal Highness, hoping that His Highness would not be offended.
When the prince first saw the manager, he was fascinated by her. He did not expect that the deputy manager turned out to be a beautiful woman.
...For a woman to be the general manager, this is something that only happened in the Ming Dynasty... he thought.
Jiang Meilu sat on the sofa in front of the prince. She put the briefcase on her lap skirt with a smile, then opened it, took out a pile of printed matter from it and handed it to the prince. Then she pushed up the glasses on the bridge of her nose, very elegantly.
Smiled:
"Your Highness, if I'm not mistaken, Your Highness wants to browse our ring styles to prepare for... er, to choose an engagement ring for Her Majesty the Queen, right?"
Prince Ananta finally took his eyes away from Jiang Meilu's body and resumed his free and easy demeanor. He looked into her eyes and smiled:
"Miss Jiang, you are very smart! Yes, that's what I mean... Now His Majesty is suffering a lot of pain, I should give her some comfort at this time... Oh, haha, last time I asked your company to choose our company in Siam
Luo’s gemstone raw materials, and brought a few pieces of raw materials here to select this time... did you bring them?"
Jiang Meilu immediately took out a flat black shark leather box from the suitcase, opened it and turned it over to the prince's hand. Inside the box lay several pieces of raw gemstones of different sizes and colors.
"Your Highness, these are all produced in Siam. Haha, Siam is rich in gems, especially rubies, sapphires and emeralds, just like Myanmar is rich in jade. His Royal Highness expressed his love to His Majesty with Siam's precious specialties,
It’s really very…”
The prince was lowering his head, nodding with satisfaction while holding the gem to admire. Suddenly, a follower came in from the outside in a panic, without even knocking on the door. He was a little surprised when he saw Jiang Meilu, and then he lay directly next to the prince's ear.
, what did you say.
Prince Ananta's expression changed drastically.
At the same time, Jiang Meilu's hand slowly touched the bottom of the suitcase.