As the motorcade went further and further away, the rain became heavier and heavier. Thunder roared overhead and the road was slippery and muddy, but the direction of the motorcade was still pointing straight at Kaifeng without stopping at all.
After walking out of the city gate, the scenery outside the carriage window became more and more monotonous. Everything you could see was withered and broken branches in the cold and broken rainwater. But it didn't matter, because Fu Yun's mood in the carriage was even worse than this scene. desolate.
The convoy traveled for a long time in the rain in the countryside. Suddenly, Fu Yun, who was stunned, felt his body rush forward slightly with inertia, and the carriage stopped.
She heard the sound of rain mixed with the questioning voice of the leader of the guards: "Who is it?!"
Then, someone vaguely heard talking, but the specific content was completely obscured by the sound of thunder and rain.
"I didn't expect it to be so embarrassing." Pan Zhuqing laughed self-deprecatingly, the rainwater slowly slid down his cold face, his eyes as deep as sea water looked at her intently, and he stretched out his hand and handed over a hairpin. "Return everything to its original owner. It's so shabby. Don't give anything to anyone again." Perhaps it was because the rain was too cold, and his body and voice were shaking uncontrollably.
In this situation at this moment, I don’t know what most women would do. In short, Fu Yun’s behavior can only be summed up in one sentence - Gong Yueyue got upper body.
When she hesitantly stretched out her hand and touched the hairpin, she inevitably touched his wet and hot palm. Blood rushed to her brain in an instant, and she opened her hand to hold his arm without even thinking about it. He used all his strength to pull back and half-drag Pan Zhuqing, who was defenseless, into the car.
After all, he was a man with a solid foundation in kung fu. Even in such an undefended situation, he still made a remedial move based on his instincts. He pressed his knees against the floor of the carriage at the right time to prevent himself from falling too badly.
But the thing that caught him off guard didn't end there. Before he could push himself up, a warm hug tightly hugged his freezing body, and then a piece of cherry lips came to him, and he pressed an impartial seal. On his lips...
It wasn't until the moment their lips touched that Fu Yun's rationality gradually returned.
"My God, what have I done?" She roared to herself in her heart. But her body was honest, hugging him tighter and tighter, honestly kissing his lips, his cheeks, and forehead, unwilling to stop... …
At first, she clearly felt that the body in her arms was very stiff, as cold as holding a soaked iron stone. But as his body gradually warmed up, she felt that the iron stone in her arms gradually softened.
She has never been in love, has never eaten pork, has never seen a pig run away, and has zero experience in kissing. At this moment, the love in her heart is in her arms, but she can only kiss randomly based on instinct. Fortunately, she has red lips and white teeth. I don't like to apply makeup or powder on weekdays, otherwise Pan Zhuqing's face would look like an abstract painting at this moment.
Just like doing something bad, it doesn't matter if you don't do it, but if you start it, it will be out of control. Fu Yun's idea is extremely simple, maybe this is the only time in this life, then she will be bold this time. No matter what happens to him in the future , she only knew that he was reliable and comfortable to hold; she only knew that he smelled good and his lips were soft...
In any case, this was in broad daylight after all. There were more than a dozen stunned men standing outside the carriage! Their expressions were either shocked or laughing. It was really surprising that Miss Fu Yun turned into a thief. Pan Zhuqing The frightened Judge of Hell is half-kneeling in an awkward position in the carriage and being "humiliated" by others. It really makes people want to laugh but they have to endure it.
The key point is Fu Yun's woodpecker-like kissing method...did she really treat the other person as a bamboo?
Everyone's scorching gazes were not seen by Pan Zhuqing, but they accidentally leaked into Fu Yun's peripheral vision. She was completely awake in an instant, and she was stunned at the moment, and the arms that were restraining Pan Zhuqing immediately let go.
At this moment, Pan Zhuqing, who had always been as motionless as a puppet and allowed himself to be manipulated, suddenly propped himself up, completely stepped into the car and sat on the bench. He closed the door without looking back, and was immediately stunned. Fu Yun reached out and dragged him into his arms...
It turns out that you need to stick out your tongue when kissing. Fu Yun finally learned it.
Pan Zhuqing is a person with super control. Even though his passion at the moment is like a ignited arsenal exploding in his chest, he still maintains an unhurried and leisurely rhythm, moving from shallow to deep, layer by layer. His lips and teeth teased the tip of her tongue. Although his arms were tightly around her waist, his hands were always in a straight line, even though the temperature of his palms made her feel hot. Most men who have not been around women for a long time have the "eagerness" There is no trace of "sexuality" in him.
She didn't have to do anything, she didn't have to think about anything. She just needed to be held in her arms obediently, enjoying the right strength in his arms, the right moist heat and softness of his lips and tongue, and the feeling that his increasingly messy breath brought to her. Suffocation and dizziness...
There was heavy rain outside the car window, and emotions surged inside the car. Until Pan Zhuqing felt that the last line of defense in his brain was about to be broken by himself, he pressed a pause on himself at the right time.
After their lips and tongues separated, he pressed her forehead and asked in the gentlest tone she had ever heard from him in her life: "Do you want to know my answer?"
"I want to." She heard her heartbeat beating at this moment, which had drowned out the sound of the raging thunderstorm.
"I'll let you know when you get back safely."
The moment Pan Zhuqing opened the car door, the guards who had been standing together to watch the excitement immediately dispersed to both sides of the road like birds and animals, leaving only a sign hanging around their necks that read "I didn't see anything."
Fu Yun huddled in a corner, indulging in the sudden happiness and unable to wake up. Seeing that Pan Zhuqing was about to get off the car and walk into the rain, she quickly picked up an umbrella from beside her and handed it to him. He took the umbrella, smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand gently He gently stroked away the tears that were about to burst from the corners of her eyes. "It's time to go. Since you have chosen this path, you should finish it well."
After saying that, he turned around calmly and stepped out of the carriage, opened his umbrella and passed over the guards who stood with their heads bowed, and came to Eunuch Zhong's carriage.
"Lord Pan..." The old palace man who originally wanted to hide in the carriage and pretend to be sacrificed had to bite the bullet and come out to deal with it. He himself didn't understand why the person who behaved immorally in broad daylight was obviously Pan Zhuqing, so he was so nervous that he didn't know why. The only one who knows where to hide is Zhong himself.
"Junior, I'm here to see you off. I hope I didn't cause any trouble to you." I don't know whether it was because he was too thick-skinned or because he had too much aura, but Pan Zhuqing's performance was as natural as flowing water.
Eunuch Zhong, who originally didn't know how to react, immediately took the step he offered: "What the hell! Master Pan is really thoughtful!"
I thought that the other party would just pretend to be crazy and have a tacit understanding with me, pretending that what just happened had not happened. Unexpectedly, Pan Zhuqing’s next words surprised Eunuch Zhong again: "I think Mr. Zhong must have seen clearly what happened just now. Chu, you are one of my own, and I don’t have the time to cover it up with words. This Miss Fu is mine from today on, please take care of her, Mr. Zhong."
Eunuch Zhong only felt that there were thunderous roars above his head. No wonder he hosted a banquet to entertain him the day before yesterday. It turned out that the real reason was with this girl. But...he had deeper doubts in his heart. Generally, any unmarried woman who was sent to the palace, no matter what she wanted to do,
What, but as long as the emperor accidentally takes a fancy to him, there is only one way to go, and that is to stay in the palace. I am afraid most people are aware of this unspoken rule, let alone someone as smart as Pan Zhuqing?
Although he was making various calculations in his mind, facing Pan Zhuqing, he still had to speak beautifully: "It should be done, it should be done. Zhong will definitely return Miss Fu to Mr. Pan in her entirety."
Pan Zhuqing smiled with satisfaction, and then said: "With Master Zhong's words, this junior will naturally feel relieved. However, this junior has a merciless request, I hope you will help me."
"You say."
He agreed very readily. For a person like Pan Zhuqing, he was not afraid that he would have a request, but that he would not ask for it. If a person who is already indifferent to food and salt comes to be strong without desire, he will really respect the living king of hell. The most terrifying thing is, who
I don't know who his claws will target next. Now it seems that wherever he goes, there is no trace of flesh and blood... It is better to take precautions against him.
Pan Zhuqing held an umbrella close to his ear and said a few words in a low voice.
Although the sound of rain is noisy, Eunuch Zhong has listened to every word and remembered it in his heart. "Zhong understands, leave this matter to me, Mr. Pan can rest assured." This matter is not important to him.
It's not difficult to do, but it's hard to say whether the result will be as Pan Zhuqing wishes. After all, God is not as good as man, and nothing is unusual in the palace.
Pan Zhuqing saw that his attitude was straightforward and showed no embarrassment at all, so he felt relieved and said no more. "Then the junior will not hinder Mr. Zhong on his way." After saying that, he stepped back two steps to get out of the way and stood alone.
In the rain.
The driver's horsewhip waved again and made the sound of farewell. It was the sound of horse hooves splashing into the mud, the sound of wheels running over the souls on the ground, and the sound of the hearts of the departing people being gradually hollowed out. The rain remained the same, and the desolation remained the same.
, but Fu Yun did not shed any more weak tears, because the moment he passed by Pan Zhuqing, he saw the attachment that suddenly condensed in his eyes.
It wasn't until Pan Zhuqing's figure gradually disappeared under the horizon behind him that Eunuch Zhong lay down lazily, curled his lips, and sighed: "Hey, once you enter the palace gate, it's as deep as the sea. From now on, Pan Lang is a passerby.
Pan Zhuqing, you are still too young."
On the third day, the palace maid came to her room and taught her the etiquette and palace rules one by one. Fu Yun was a talented woman with strong learning ability and high understanding. On the fourth day, she passed the test of teaching the maids.
After the test, she was allowed to enter the palace to meet the saint. Her idea was very simple. She wanted to get the things done as soon as possible. No matter what the outcome was, she would return to Cangzhou as soon as possible. Friends who were like family members and sweethearts who cared about her were all in her mind.