When she pushed the door open and walked in, Feng Hongluan was even more surprised. The aroma in the room was yes, but it was not the smell of rouge and gouache, but the aroma of books.
The furnishings of the house are very simple. The only luxurious items are probably the red sandalwood screen inlaid with Chinese jade and a pile of knick-knacks on the antique shelves against the wall.
However, if you know a little bit about writing, you can tell by looking up that although the furnishings of this room are simple, they are priceless. Every calligraphy and painting on the wall is by a famous person, and there are many rare ancient paintings, such as that
A lifelike picture of a hundred horses galloping, inscribed to layman Qingyun. If this painting were placed in an antique store, I would probably spend all the Feng family’s possessions on it, and they might not be able to invite layman Qingyun home with this work.
There is also a simple cloisonné enamel lotus leaf and butterfly pot painted in the corner, which is also a masterpiece. Although it is just a simple pot painted on rice paper, the exquisiteness of this pot is that if it is placed under the sun, it will
It is so lifelike that it seems to be a real pot. The late Emperor once showed it to everyone, and everyone was amazed.
This is something that was treasured by the late emperor, so it is even more precious.
Apart from these antique calligraphy and paintings, what also caught Feng Hongluan's attention was a Jiaowei Guqin on the piano table in the study room.
When she first saw it, she was surprised because she had an exact replica of it. It was a priceless guqin that her mother had left to her. It was considered unique in the world, but she didn't expect that King Jin actually had one.
"Like it?" King Jin asked when he saw her looking at Qin in a daze.
Feng Hongluan calmed down, and Fu Shen replied: "No, it's just that I also have an identical one."
"Get up!" He said leisurely, his eyes fell on Feng Hongluanshi, and he closed the door with his backhand.
My heart was beating wildly for a while, and I was prepared, but after all, there are some things that no matter how much preparation I do, it is in vain.
He smiled, somewhat evilly: "Why, are you scared?"
Taking a breath secretly, she told herself that even if she was not a manly man, she still had to keep her word. King Jin had fulfilled his promise to her, so how could she go back on his word?
"Not afraid."
As he said this, there was clearly fear in his eyes. King Jin smiled even more evilly, as if he wanted to tease her intentionally, and stretched out his arms: "Please undress me, my clothes are all soaked. I'm so sticky that I'm looking for death."
My body feels uncomfortably tight."
Kuan, unbuttoned his clothes and hands, and trembled unfavorably. Even if he wasn't afraid, he would be shy.
I have never undressed a man.
He waited calmly: "You can't take off your clothes, okay?"
Biting her lower lip, she seemed to be secretly making up her mind, and her look was endearing and pitiful.
"I can."
Her jade fingers lightly touched his copper buttons, and she peeled them off one by one. The entire cotton vest was soaked, and she couldn't help but feel a little touched. He spared no effort to help.
Thinking of this, she moved a little faster and peeled off the cotton vest for him, revealing the long brocade robe underneath.
The wet clothes were now clinging to his body, making her blush. She didn't dare to raise her eyes. She lowered her head, plucked the pockets of her brocade robe, and unbuttoned the hidden buttons. The moment the brocade robe fell apart, she
You could clearly see his strong lower abdomen, wheat-colored skin, and the rising and falling rhythm of his breathing.
His face must have been as red as if he had been killed!
He looked at her expression teasingly and exhaled ambiguously: "Why, have you never seen a man's body?"
"Your Majesty!" She raised her head suddenly and looked into his playful black eyes desperately, "What I have said must be fulfilled. Your Majesty, just say what you want."
Oh, this risk-taking expression is indeed a bit of a heroine. She is worthy of being the daughter of a general, unlike those ladies in the boudoir, who are coquettish and refuse to welcome, which is really annoying.
His slender fingertips lifted her delicate chin, his left hand wrapped around her waist, and brought her into his arms: "I want... you!"
His eyes were ambiguous, and although her face was red with embarrassment, her tone was very firm, and she felt as if she was ready to die.
"good!"
Her expression was too serious, as if she was a guard who was captured by the enemy and went to die on the battlefield. He suddenly smiled and laughed heartily.
In his smile, she could see that it was as refreshing as the breeze, without any hint of ambiguity or evil charm before. His smile inexplicably made her feel at ease and annoyed her at the same time.
"You really doubt that I, the king, want you to pledge yourself to me. Do you dare to pledge yourself to me?"
"I, who says I dare not."
She was actually being tricked. She held her head up in anger. Wasn't she already prepared? He seemed to be the last one to quit!
He released her waist and took off his coat. She blushed and turned away her head. He smiled and said: "I dare you, but it's clear that it's just to repay the favor. What I want is..."
He paused, and during this pause, Feng Hongluan seemed to hear the sound of his heart beating faster. It seemed that he didn't need to say anything, she had already guessed what he was going to say, and the "what" she guessed,
This once again subverted King Jin's impression in his mind.
"Willingly."
As she guessed, the second half of his sentence was "willingly".
Isn’t it true that he is capable of raping and plundering? Isn’t it said that he can’t get any woman he likes? Isn’t it said that robbing women alive is his specialty? How, what she saw about the King of Jin, and what she heard
King Jin is so different.
He is neither learned nor skilled, but the room is filled with the fragrance of books, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, books and classics, and ancient harp, sheng and Xiao, which can be seen everywhere.
She was arrogant and dissolute, but in order to save her father, she lost face and spent half an hour outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony.
He is a lustful and lustful demon, but he is unmoved by the beauty in front of him.
In the end, is the rumor false or is he hiding it too well?
Feng Hongluan had a hard time distinguishing between true and false feelings about him, but it was undeniable that King Jin was not annoying at this moment.
"Your Majesty doesn't want Hong Luan to commit himself to you, so there will always be something Hong Luan needs to do for you, but it doesn't matter. Hong Luan doesn't want to owe you anything."