Yin Ziheng said gently, but unambiguously took off both of their clothes.
This is not a bedroom. The clothes were shattered after a while and were not sent back to the room.
Seeing that there seemed to be no room for change, Sikong Qingying could only bite her lower lip and let Yin Ziheng do whatever he wanted.
But because of the psychological shadow from last time, when Yin Ziheng touched her, she couldn't help but tremble and was very scared.
The pain of despair...
That kind of unbearable pain...
no no……
Sikong Qingying suddenly stretched out her hand to push Yin Ziheng away, grabbed her dress, and said with a pale face and trembling lips: "No, it still doesn't work... it doesn't work..."
Yin Ziheng was startled for a moment and understood immediately.
I also know why Sikong Qingying is like this.
He was also a little sad in his heart and hated what he did that day. He hugged Sikong Qingying carefully and reached out to gently caress her face: "Don't be afraid... Xiaoying, don't be afraid... Big brother will not hurt you again.
of."
This step must be taken by Sikong Qingying no matter what.
Otherwise, the two of them will never be able to be intimate in the future.
Slowly sliding his fingers on Sikong Qingying's body, Yin Ziheng said gently: "I will be very careful, it won't hurt. Xiaoying is not afraid, be good... trust me, big brother."
Following Yin Ziheng's whisper, Yin Ziheng's hands seemed to be filled with magic, playing a moving tune on her body that made all her senses fluctuate.
Her fear gradually subsided under his gentle touch.
Yin Ziheng put her on the table again and kissed her tenderly.
She leaned back, holding the desk with both hands with difficulty. Her pair of white and slender thighs were slightly bent, but they were spread wide apart by Yin Zi, making it easy for people to take in an unobstructed view of the scenery beneath her.
There were waves of commotion in the body, uncontrollable sticky fluids and wet fluids overflowed from the body, and a fragrant fragrance slowly filled the study room.
Yin Ziheng looked at the attractive petals in front of his eyes and couldn't help but lean forward and kiss them.
Sikong Qingying's waist became weak after being licked by him, and the fragrance from the inside out became stronger, and she moaned in protest.
A faint blush appeared on her face and neck. Her beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with water vapor and shimmering. Her white teeth bit her lower lip tightly, and more secretions were secreted from her body.
The mucus stained the desk, forming an obscene pattern. Although she couldn't see the scene, she felt that the sight of Yin Ziheng burying his head between her legs was very obscene and stimulating, making her body more sensitive.
, she kept enduring it until she couldn't stand it anymore, then she moaned a few times.
Yin Ziheng's movements were gentle, full of testing, and without any hint of aggression, which made her feel at ease.
Although it was the first time for Yin Ziheng to do this kind of thing, his skills were very good. After a while, she was forced to leak. Yin Ziheng swallowed the turbid liquid in his mouth without thinking, with a look in his red eyes.
With a bit of pleasure, he stood up: "It's delicious...Xiaoying, you can try it too..." The lips that still had turbid liquid in them sealed Sikong Qingying's lips. One hand rubbed the lips that he had just kissed.
The petals of the flower touched the mucus in his hand, and his heart became even hotter. His fingers skillfully separated the petals and squeezed them into the hot and narrow gap. While caressing the body in his arms, he slowly increased his fingers...
Last time he was drunk, didn't study any erotic pictures, and hurt Sikong Qingying because of his lack of skills. But this time, he came prepared.
Looking at Sikong Qingying's confused and infatuated look now, his hard work was not in vain.
Lubricated with a woman's unique slimy body fluid, his three fingers could move in and out easily after a while. He kissed Sikong Qingying's neck, withdrew his fingers, pressed down Sikong Qingying's waist, and aimed his hot sword
Push forward through the narrow gap...
"Ugh..." The strong aura of aggression made Sikong Qingying panic again. Tears overflowed from her eyes. She twisted her body and tried to retreat, but Yin Ziheng held her waist tightly and could not escape anywhere.
The slippery and warm inner wall tightly wrapped Yin Ziheng, as if there were countless small mouths sucking and retaining him, making his back tingle and making him want to confess... Every time he felt so beautiful and comfortable, it made him feel comfortable.
He is like an immortal!
Yin Ziheng's heart was full of satisfaction. He pulled out slightly and then pushed in deeply. Sikong Qingying's body was heaving up and down due to the impact. The hands supporting his body almost slipped off the desk... indeed he didn't go up.
It hurt so much for the first time. After the body became familiar with this kind of invasion, the panic in Sikong Qingying's heart actually subsided...
The fragrance of the room in the study room, Yin Ziheng made Sikong Qingying lie on the desk, squeezed her pert buttocks tightly, and attacked her fiercely from behind. Sikong Qingying's body was delicate, but Yin Ziheng could not handle the vigorous Yin Ziheng
, after being changed into three or four positions, he became very overwhelmed and began to beg Yin Ziheng for mercy.
When Yin Ziheng spilled hot liquid inside her body again, his slightly satisfied body finally calmed down. He hugged her, kissed her cheek that was wet with sweat or tears, and said in a low voice in her ear:
"Be good, big brother just couldn't help it...don't be angry..."
Being held in his arms, Sikong Qingying looked at him with sparkling eyes and said bitterly: "I will never give you food again."
Yin Ziheng didn't answer, and put on clothes for himself and Sikong Qingying with a smile. Sikong Qingying was served by him wearing only the outer layer of robes and nothing underneath. This made Sikong Qingqing a little cruel after being tortured just now.
Ying pushed Yin Ziheng away unhappily, but her own legs were trembling and weak. She almost fell down as soon as she left Yin Ziheng's arms, and finally fell into Yin Ziheng's arms again: "What else do you want to do? Why are you dressing me like this?"
"
"Take you to wash up... Xiaoying, it's just that I haven't touched you for a long time, so I can't control myself. I won't do it next time, I really won't..."
She said she wouldn't, but while taking a bath, she pressed Sikong Qingying on the edge of the tub and ate her from beginning to end, inside and out, twice. This really left her with no strength to move a finger.
, and fell asleep on the way back to the room by Yin Ziheng.
However, the people in the General's Mansion were few and loyal. If they saw it, they would avoid it as if they didn't see it. They didn't say anything about their affairs.
From that day on, Yin Ziheng seemed to be unable to stop eating meat. He actually moved his things to Sikong Qingying's place and started... living together?
However, he is still very busy during the day and can only come back mostly at night.
This was a pain for Sikong Qingying. She practiced during the day and was tortured by Yin Ziheng at night. Sometimes she was sleeping soundly, but she would be woken up by the guy who would come back and get under the covers, tear off her panties, and rush into her body.
, and then start the 'rich' nightlife.
Such days, although a little tiring, are very fulfilling.
No one will restrict what she can do, no one can give her a look, she can do whatever she wants... In fact, she only needs to do her own thing well, Shuqi and Fu Bo are not her turn to worry about other things.
Uncle Fu would also pick and choose some young ladies or ladies from other families who came to visit him, and would only let them go if they were sure their character was good.
This allowed Sikong Qingying to make two fairly good friends. However, the biggest gain was that she now had a small amount of internal strength. Although she was not good at fighting, it was enough to enable her to use her increasingly proficient light skills to fly over walls and fly over walls.
Although he doesn't have any martial arts skills inside, he still has a bit of a heroic demeanor when flying over the roof and walking over walls.
The days passed quickly, and another half month passed in the blink of an eye.
Yin Ziheng came back early that day.
Sikong Qingying felt very strange: "Has the princess of Huazhou Dynasty gone back?"
Yin Ziheng shook his head: "No, but the emperor will decree the marriage tomorrow. After the wedding, the envoy from the Huazhou Dynasty will return to the country, and then my eldest brother will have time to accompany you again."
Sikong Qingying nodded. She was not very interested in the princess of the Huazhou Dynasty, but after hearing that she was going to marry him tomorrow, she couldn't help but ask: "Who does the emperor want to marry the princess of the Huazhou Dynasty to?"
?”
Yin Ziheng took Sikong Qingying's hand, felt the soft touch, narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled: "I thought you weren't curious at all... However, I don't know who it could be, it might be the third prince, or
Maybe it’s Mr. Liu.”
"Sixth Master?" Sikong Qingying instantly thought of Xuanyuan Mingzhao. That man who looked noble, cold, and unattainable was very attractive and looked very powerful. Sikong Qingying had never met other princes, but she
I feel that Xuanyuan Mingzhao has the temperament of a superior person, and he is worthy of being the master of the throne.
"Yes, Mr. Liu! I and Mr. Liu have been working hard for a long time. The princess of the Huazhou Dynasty seems to have feelings for Mr. Liu, but she also accepted the third prince's overtures. So, the final result... I really can't say.
It would be great if it was the Sixth Master. The Huazhou Dynasty and our Dajing are allies. If the Sixth Master can gain their support and ascend to the great treasure, it will be just around the corner."
Sikong Qingying also laughed when he heard this, and then said seriously: "Brother, don't worry, I think that a person like Mr. Liu, even if he does not rely on women or the Huazhou Dynasty, may not be able to ascend to the great treasure."
The next day, before Yin Ziheng came back, Sikong Qingying also knew the result.
Almost everyone in Dajing knows that the princess of the Huazhou Dynasty is going to marry the third prince of Dajing.
Liuye failed.
Just after leaving the court, Yin Ziheng and Xuanyuan Mingzhao left together.
"Sixth Master, such a carefree and slutty woman is not worthy of you at all. You..."
Xuanyuan Mingzhao was wearing the court uniform of a Dali Temple minister. There was not much expression on his handsome face, making it impossible for people to pry into his thoughts. He walked forward slowly, his eyes were indifferent and calm, and his body was noble and elegant that ordinary people could not match. Even if he
You can show it in every gesture without doing anything.
"It doesn't matter, it's just a woman."
Xuanyuan Mingzhao said it easily, but Yin Ziheng knew how important the support of the Huazhou Dynasty was to Xuanyuan Mingzhao. In this contest with the third prince, they lost completely. Not only did they not win the princess of the Huazhou Dynasty, but they also lost her.
Pushed to his biggest rival, it will be even more difficult for Xuanyuan Mingzhao to win among the princes in the future.
The two of them gradually walked out of the palace. At the gate of the palace, Yin Ziheng said to Xuanyuan Mingzhao: "Sixth Master, even Xiaoying said that people like you, Sixth Master, can ascend to the great treasure without relying on women or the Huazhou Dynasty...
No matter what, I, Yin Ziheng, will always support you."
The corners of Xuanyuan Mingzhao's lips curled up into a faint smile: "Even you, the patron saint of the capital, support me, so what else do I have to be afraid of... You seem to have a good relationship with Zili's wife, and it just so happens that recently
Xiaoqi has been clamoring to see her, why not..."
"To be honest, I plan to marry her soon, and I'll invite Mr. Six to have a wedding drink when the time comes."
Xuanyuan Mingzhao was stunned for a moment, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he said: "Definitely!"
"Also, Master Six, the door of the General's Mansion is open to you at any time. Master Six can bring Master Seven over at any time."
Xuanyuan Mingzhao nodded.
The two said goodbye to each other and went back to their respective homes.
At the same time, in Yuchi's mansion, Yuchi, who had returned to his former gentleness and elegance, and smiled calmly, suddenly heard the maid serving Princess Mingfang coming to report... Princess Mingfang is pregnant!
Yuchi Weiran turned the account book in his hand upside down on the table, smiled gently at the little maid and said, "I understand, go down and take good care of the princess."
The little maid blushed because of the gentle smile on his handsome face, immediately lowered her head, bowed and quietly went down.
"Child... haha... Mingfang, I have finally waited for this day..."
He must also let Princess Mingfang experience the feeling of losing a child.
Besides, the child inside Princess Mingfang is not his at all.
But I don’t know which death guard it is.
Ever since the last time he and Sikong Qingying broke up in Jingyin Temple on bad terms, Yuchi Weiran, who had returned to normal on the surface, was actually a little crazy inside.
He is waiting.
After Yin Ziheng leaves Beijing, he will bring Sikong Qingying back.
Before that, Princess Mingfang was his only toy. He kept in mind what Sikong Qingying told him that day at Jingyin Temple...to avenge their children.
In order for Princess Mingfang to experience that kind of personal pain, she could only let Princess Mingfang have a child first, but he did not want to touch that vicious woman, so he asked the emotionless death guards of the Yuchi family to follow the code every night.
One, accompanied Princess Mingfang to have sex every night. Amidst the hallucinogenic fragrance, Princess Mingfang never discovered that none of the men accompanying her every night was the real Yuchi Weiran.
Until now, she still thought that the child in her belly was Yuchi Weiran's.
Yuchi Weiran originally wanted to give Princess Mingfang the infertile drug directly, but after thinking about it, once Mingfang took the infertile drug, she would not be pregnant and would not experience the pain of miscarriage... So, he simply did not give her the drug.
Just let her get pregnant.
After she became pregnant, he would let those death guards continue to torment her desperately... to torture the child alive...
He not only wants to get rid of this one, but also the next one, and the next one... He will never drug Princess Mingfang, causing her to get pregnant again and again, but she will abort again and again...
When Emperor Dajing dies, it will be the day when Princess Mingfang knows the truth. He thinks that by then, Princess Mingfang's face will definitely look very good-looking...