She whispered to Qigu here and there, and Qigu understood what he heard, his eyes lit up, and he said happily: "It's really a good trick. Once this plan comes out, I'm afraid that the lecherous person will not dare to do anything wrong again."
Already."
Shen Qingyi curled her lips and said: "Since he did this, there is no reason why we should not take action."
As she spoke, she frowned a little worriedly and said, "It's just that this method is just a way of teasing. I'm afraid that Zhao Hu is so bold that he won't give up after this plan, so that will be a bit tricky."
Qi Gu said: "Then what should we do?"
Shen Qingyi said: "You don't have to worry. Just go and do what I just said. The rest will be discussed after this incident."
Qigu said respectfully: "Yes." Then he hid in the maple forest.
Shen Qingyi touched the jade bracelet on her wrist. Under the night, her star-like eyes flashed with fierce light.
"Zhao Xu, you went too far by instigating Zhao Hu to rape and humiliate Meng Fu.
"Good deeds and evil deeds are rewarded. Are you really not afraid of retribution?"
The wind picked up the crimson autumn leaves and fell into the puddles left by the autumn rain.
How can ordinary people tell that what is hidden under such flawless and beautiful skin is a snake-like heart?
He raised his eyes and looked at the bright moon outside the window. His handsome features were like an ink painting.
He murmured warmly.
When Shen Jingnian heard this, the knife he was about to chop down stopped in mid-air.
Not long after, a maid sneaked in and carefully closed the door before entering.
Concubine Su was a well-known beauty, even more beautiful than Empress Mingyao. This was the reason why she was so favored, and her beauty was passed down to Zhao Xu without hesitation.
No matter how much Shen Qingyi hated him, she had to admit that his appearance was unmatched by other princes.
At this moment, his snow-colored velvet robe was spread on the futon, and the alluring moonlight illuminated his face clearly in black and white, highlighting his indistinguishable androgynous beauty.
"Even the Buddha would pity me.
"If you can really get rid of him, I can legitimately sit on the throne of the crown prince. At that time, I can marry you as my crown prince...
Zhao Hu, wearing a black cloak that blended into the night, quietly appeared outside the Zen room where Zhou Mengfu lived.
As he spoke, he raised his hand high to chop at Zhao Hu's other hand.
The clothes are like petals, which makes her jade-white skin look extremely pale, and the black hair with splashes of ink is like a Rakshasa from hell.
The maid happily held the silver and weighed it carefully, then she responded, got up and left.
The light illuminated her face, but it was the personal maid serving Zhou Mengfu.
"Retribution is for the wicked, but everything I did was out of necessity.
Zhao Hu threw a piece of silver into her arms and said, "Well done, let's get down."
The puddle reflected Shen Qingyi's figure under the moonlight.
After walking out of the door, the maid breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Hu couldn't help but think about it as he listened to her words. The beauty and gentleness of Zhou Mengfu that he had glimpsed today came to mind unconsciously. He thought that such a gentle and gentle beauty would become someone else's wife, but now she has to be under her body.
He moaned softly, his Adam's apple rolled up and down subconsciously, and his breathing gradually became faster.
After he said that, he remembered the large silver ingot again, so he couldn't help but take it out from his arms, looked at it affectionately and reluctantly kissed it, and then put the silver ingot back into his arms and flew away.
Disappeared into the darkness.
"You little thief, I picked flowers on your head, Mr. Shen! Today I will break both of your arms to see if you dare to suffer the same fate in the future!"
Zhao Hu said: "Is the matter done?"
The night is already dark.
…
The maid bowed her head at the right time and said: "This slave does not dare to leave for too long, otherwise the girl will notice."
Zhao Hu closed his eyes and took a deep sniff, then subconsciously touched the handkerchief at his waist. However, when he thought of the nephrite Wenxiang who was about to fall into his arms later, he lost all thought about the handkerchief. He opened the door and could vaguely see that the bed curtain had not been put down, and there was something on the bed. There was a person lying on the bed, so he didn't care. He stepped forward, grabbed the person's collar, and began to strip off the clothes of the person on the bed.
His fingers kept twirling, as if waiting for something.
Zhao Hu stood with his hands behind his hands, licking his lips with the tip of his tongue, and there was a wild beast-like light in his eyes.
The moonlight was slowly covered by dark clouds, and the only thing left in the house was the dancing firelight in the stove.
He said unexpectedly: "...Prince?"
He heard the person grabbing his shoulder sneer, but the voice that spoke was obviously not Zhou Mengfu, but a rather unruly male voice.
The king of Shu, Zhao Xu, was wearing a spotless snow-colored velvet robe loosely, sitting cross-legged by the window, cooking tea.
"I know you will blame me, but so what.
He grabbed the handkerchief and put it in front of his nose and took an intoxicating sniff. It was clear that the faint fragrance of gardenia filled his nose, but Zhao Hu felt as if he had just swallowed Wu Shi Powder, and he felt dizzy as if he was in the clouds.
The room was quiet, as if no one was inside, and there was a faint scent of sweet soothing incense wafting out from the cracks in the windows.
She tore off the human skin mask, revealing Qi Gu's face, and couldn't help but sigh: "Master is really good at predicting things. Fortunately, he ordered me to make this girl's mask early in the morning. Otherwise, I really didn't know how to deal with it just now." Already."
Unexpectedly, before the corner of his clothes touched, someone grabbed him on his shoulder. Before Zhao Hu could react, he saw the man on the bed standing up with a roar. His fingers were like eagle talons, tracing along his shoulder. As soon as the hook was broken, a numbing "click" sound was heard from the bones. Zhao Hu only had time to let out a scream like a slaughtered pig before the man neatly restrained him on the bed.
"My Ayao, you have always been a person with a clear distinction between love and hate. If Zhou Mengfu really becomes Zhao Hu's person, will you try to get rid of Zhao Hu?
Seeing this, Zhao Hu quickly howled miserably and struggled fiercely: "Bold! I am the prince, let me go!"
"——Ayao, will you understand me?"
The maid said: "This slave did not dare to disobey His Highness's trust. He only said words of admiration to the girl when she was practicing calligraphy, so she transcribed this love poem on a handkerchief. The girl's calligraphy cannot be imitated by ordinary people. Your Highness can rest assured. The servant has given the girl a medicine to help her sleep. I think the girl will fall asleep soon. Your Highness just needs to go in with a handkerchief..."
"You can't escape my grasp, right?
Zhao Hu strangely shouted: "It's me, please let go!"
Shen Jingnian heard that the voice was indeed familiar. Thinking that the other person's arm had been dislocated by himself, and thinking that he could do nothing more, he let go of his hand, lit a candle casually, and took a closer look with the candlestick, and then he saw clearly. The person groaning in pain on the bed was really the prince Zhao Hu.
Shen Jingnian was startled, but he really couldn't figure out why the prince suddenly appeared here at this time.
Zhao Hu clutched his dislocated shoulder in pain and cursed: "An adulterer and an adulterous wife, living alone in the middle of the night! I never thought of it! It's the opposite, it's really the opposite!"
