Ruan Yuyi took a few steps away and watched Grandma Jin walk away. At this moment, her cheeks seemed to be rouged, and even the ends of her eyes were a little red, with water in her eyes, and she unconsciously showed some charm.
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"Miss." Seeing her coming out, Mu Xiang came up to greet her, looked around to make sure that Aunt Jin was not there, and then lowered her voice and called softly.
Mu Ling couldn't help but laugh out loud, and the haze just now completely dissipated.
Mu Xiang knew that she was laughing at her for being a treacherous person, but she didn't say anything. She had grown up with the young lady, and whether she was out of the government or married into the Cheng family, she had always called her that way. She didn't want to change it.
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But if what Aunt Jin said makes sense, then it would be the same if she only called her in private.
After entering the main room, the two maids helped arrange the things and chatted casually. After a while, the room seemed full, and at a glance, they were all used by the young lady.
Outside the yard, a black nanmu carriage flowed through the puddles, leaving a long rut. Then the horse neighed and the carriage stopped leisurely. Jiang Huaiyang stepped out of the carriage, dressed in dark stripes, as cold as snow.
Under the pines and cypresses.
Government affairs have been relaxed recently, so he had no intention of coming here. But when he realized what he was doing, he had already ordered someone to prepare a carriage.
When I walked to the door of the main room, I heard the faint voices coming from inside.
He pushed the door open and entered, and found that although the furnishings inside had not changed, upon closer inspection, they became more popular. The handkerchiefs hanging on the basin rack were soft and white, and there were several headscarves in the dowry, all of which were young ladies.
There are traces of it, and as soon as you step in, the smell of fragrant powder pours into your nostrils.
And the reward he had received from someone in the morning was still well put aside.
Although there was peace in front of him, all he saw in his eyes was blood. He didn't understand why she could sit in the room with peace of mind, sipping tea, talking and laughing after doing such a thing.
He was so angry that he couldn't calm down. Looking back at the young lady's eyes and smile before, he felt that there was a more hidden thought hidden in them.
Ruan Yuyi realized that there was a person standing in front of her. She suddenly looked up and saw that it was Jiang Huaiyang. She was startled. This was the emperor's place. The emperor came at some time. He came in so arrogantly. If the two of them bumped into each other some time,
But that's not good.
She stood up and opened her bright eyes slightly with fear, "Why are you here?" She motioned to Mu Xiang and the others to close the door.
The young lady may have warmed up while packing things, so she was wearing thin clothes at the moment. Bells rang softly as she moved around, and her skirt swayed, outlining her slender figure.
When he took her to see the yard that day, she only looked at it completely, and spent the rest of the time being affectionate with him.
Not to mention that her accompanying maid had her head lowered and her eyebrows lowered, and she had no habit of having wandering eyes.
So it's normal not to recognize it.
Jiang Huaiyang's eyes were gloomy, and he stared at her for a long time, then a chuckle suddenly escaped from his lips, "Lingling, have you received what I sent?"
She stopped a few feet away from him, with the heat on her face reaching her ears. She had never mentioned her little words to him, and he probably heard it from Cheng Xingqiu.
It's just that he didn't call her like this except when he was in love on the couch. Now when he called her like this, it seemed that those secret love affairs were peeled off and exposed in front of others, which was even more teasing.
She knew that he was referring to the bellyband, so she just said vaguely, "If you lose that thing, you will lose it. Why keep it?"
But the lotus-colored clothing is indeed suitable for this little lady. Although she has a slender frame, she has a lot of plumpness. This bellyband is just a few straps connected to a piece of silk, and it really can't hold anything.
Even the exposed arms and thighs were dazzlingly white.
He forced himself to collect his thoughts, and his eyes became a little darker. He was not a lusty person, otherwise he would not have ignored the concubines in the harem. He thought that after learning that she protected foreign enemies, his feelings towards her
It's time to get colder.
But the ringtone was like a back garden flower, the melancholy sound of mountains and rivers breaking apart, easily making him forget her faults and bring about charming thoughts.
He hated himself so much.
The two maids accepted his signal, looked at him worriedly, and finally retreated. When she saw this, she pursed her lips, looked into his cold eyes, and took a few steps back unconsciously.
Suddenly reaching the corner of the table, she looked back. She had no choice but to retreat.
Jiang Huaiyang looked at her expression like a frightened little animal and sneered, "But in such a big place, where is Lingling going? I told you, I can touch it in?"
"You don't want your life?" She lowered her voice, but could not hide the slight tremor in her voice. It was said that the emperor was so angry that he would lay down millions of corpses. No matter how powerful he was, how could he withstand such a situation of not putting the emperor at risk?
The wanton behavior in the eyes.
She looked towards the door frequently, feeling extremely uneasy. She always felt that the door would suddenly be knocked open, revealing a majestic man in a bright yellow robe.
His big palm caressed her neck, feeling the tenderness under his hand. With a slight movement, fresh beats could be heard, so fresh.
Her body seemed to feel threatened, trembling slightly, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.
He bit her earlobe and whispered in her ear, "It's okay not to. Let the long sword in his hand pass through us at once, and the blood will flow down along our dependent skin -" He murmured, and the blow was frightening.
her purpose.
She glanced at him carefully and saw that he looked serious, without any sign of joking. She had known that he had a cold temperament, but this was the first time she had seen him look like this, and she didn't know why he suddenly had such thoughts.
There was even a moment when she felt that the hand covering her neck would slowly tighten.
But he didn't use any force, so she easily brushed his hand away.
Jiang Huaiyang suppressed the scarlet red in his eyes. The snow-grey neck under his hand was indeed as fragile and vivid as the dead soul he had killed with his sword in the past. He actually had the urge to put what he just said into practice.
By then, blood was soaked in the surrounding air, and he had to get closer to her to smell the fragrance on her body and catch his breath. The cold sword connected them, making their bodies unable to get closer.
Feeling the heat on the other person's body, it was a temperature that could almost burn you.
They kissed as always.
Thinking like this in a daze, a piece of softness suddenly touched his lips. He lowered his eyes slightly and stared coldly at her struggling to step on her feet.
Ruan Yuyi thought that every time he came to look for her, all he wanted was her own body, so she wanted to end it earlier so that there would be less risk of being caught.
She shyly climbed onto his shoulder. She felt that he seemed to be depressed at the moment. Although she didn't know why, she still tried her best to trace the corners of his lips like he did before.
His face was not pretty, and he stood upright, seemingly indifferent.
A chill settled in her heart, and she could no longer bear the shame, so she pulled away and panted slightly. Before she could rest for a while, the person in front of her pressed her waist and kissed her just now.
She was standing at the corner of the table, and when he pushed her, she hit her. She groaned in pain.
But today he seemed to be too lazy to care about her feelings. He pinched her wrist without mercy, with a hint of anger that had nowhere to vent.
He whispered to her, "How was your teaching today?"
Ruan Yuyi didn't expect that he even knew about this. Thinking of Grandma Jin's words, she was filled with shame. But he didn't even think of giving her a chance to talk properly. He kissed her intensively, and she was like an orphan in a heavy rain.
He, swaying helplessly.
She grabbed the lapel of his clothes and tried her best to suppress the voice in her throat, not even bothering to answer.
"How about I help Lingling review what she learned today?"
She leaned against him and barely stood, her eyes lost sight. When the words fell to her ears, they were also blurry. Only the ruthless ambiguity made her whole body weak.
Her broken hair was slightly damp and stuck to her forehead, making her look like she had just withdrawn from a lubricating hot spring. Her exposed skin was covered with condensed fat.
Seeing that she looked embarrassed, Jiang Huaiyang let her go, took a step back, and watched coldly as she stumbled, holding on to the people behind her before barely standing still.
She raised her eyes to look at him, with confusion in her watery eyes.