The carriage with the charcoal basin was warm and warm. The quilts on the seats next to it were messy and their clothes were thrown to the ground. The woman was naked, and her two slender and weak arms were hanging on the man's broad shoulders, following the man.
The movements rise and fall.
"Well...general..."
"Be good, I, please be gentle."
Jiang Zhe's face turned red, and there were big beads of sweat on his forehead. He didn't know whether it was because of the heat, or because he was aroused by the woman on his body. His arms were like pliers, pinching the woman's slender waist. Sannu had a feeling.
For a moment, I felt like my waist was going to break.
The two of them had been secretly eating together a lot these days. Aunt Zhao was so worried about Jiang Ru that she had no time to care about anyone else. She didn't even notice the two of them being intimate under her nose.
Sannu's pretty face was stained with redness, her almond-shaped eyes seemed to have hooks, and her eyes were as charming as silk, which made the man beneath her move even more ferociously.
Jiang Zhe felt that after living for so many years, he was in her hands.
The car swayed, and the voices inside shouted all the way. When the sky darkened and the convoy arrived at the next town, Jiang Yue gently knocked on the wall of the car at the back, "Master, we have arrived in Weicheng."
They have now left the capital, and going west will only become more and more desolate. They have a day of rest in Weicheng tonight, which is just in time to replenish the convoy.
"knew."
The man inside has a low voice, and if you listen carefully, you can hear that he is satisfied. He is wearing a coat, and the woman in his arms is nestling in his arms. The beauty on his face makes the man unable to calm down.
"You rest in the car for a while. Jiang Yue will keep an eye on you and don't let others disturb you. I'll go to the front first."
He tucked the woman into the quilt and stirred the charcoal fire in the basin, making the car feel even warmer.
Sannu was wrapped in quilt, with everything above her collarbone exposed. The half-covering made her look even more seductive. Jiang Zhe's eyes were dark, and he rubbed her red lips with his fingertips, "Fairy."
"Does the general like it?"
Sannu's face was red, but the words he spoke were very bold. A low growl of pleasure came from the man's throat, "I like it."
He wished he could stay by her side and not go anywhere.
These days, Jiang Zhe has learned about the taste of marrow and has regained the wantonness of his youth. Sang Nu has used all the skills he learned in Chunjiang Tower on him. He served Jiang Zhe obediently and his heart was focused on her.
On the body.
"Hmph, general, please go out quickly, so that my aunt won't be anxious when she doesn't see anyone later."
When Sannu saw that she was good, she stopped. She flirted with the man, but she didn't give him any sweetness. She just retracted into the quilt, only her eyes were exposed. Jiang Zhe's eyes were full of fire, but he couldn't do anything to her, so he rubbed it under the quilt.
Get up and leave.
Jiang Yue stared straight ahead, turning a deaf ear to what was happening behind him. He had only had Aunt Zhao for so many years, and she was in her prime. It would not be better to have a concubine now, and she could have another mistress.
The Jiang family still needed someone to take over. Jiang Yue was thinking more, and he didn't feel that Sannu's identity was any embarrassment. Anyway, when he went to the border town, no one knew about their relationship except his own family.
It's just... Jiang Yue glanced at Jiang Zhe, who was riding forward. It seemed that his master didn't intend to make it public, and he didn't know whether the person behind him wanted to be hidden by the golden house.
Sang Nu is naturally willing. She has nothing to offer now, and all she can rely on is Jiang Zhe's affection. As long as she captures his heart, there is nothing she wants. Anyway, the identity of the principal wife is occupied by the eldest princess, so she can't get in.
I can only be a concubine, it is better to leave the house and be raised outside, without having to be teased by Aunt Zhao and Jiang Ru.
Thinking of the two people's difficult temperaments, a flash of disgust flashed in Sannu's eyes. She was now looking forward to rushing to the border town, and then she would ask Jiang Zhe to buy her a yard and go out to live a small life by herself.
It would be best if the man's heart is with her. If she gives birth to a son and a half, the Jiang family's property will be hers.
Jiang Miao became the princess of Rongning, and the Shen family was still in a dream. After parting with the eldest princess, the Shen family went home in a daze. Mrs. Zhang drank two cups of herbal tea and her mind became clearer.
"Old man, I wasn't dreaming, was it? Our Miaoya became the princess?"
Father Shen smoked a dry cigarette, and his cloudy eyes were revealed in the smoke.
"How can this be false? Miao Ya is so capable, she doesn't look like an ordinary girl."
"What you're saying is, I was thinking before, how could such a noble young lady be raised on this mountain? No wonder, she turned out to be a royal relative, but my heart was pounding and I couldn't put it down. Where is the old lady? I thought our third child still had this life..."
Shen Yanqing was able to get the No. 1 Scholar because the old Shen family's ancestral graves were burned with high incense, and the wife she married was still a wealthy woman. Mrs. Zhang now wakes up from her dreams with a smile, and the corners of her originally mean mouth are so high that she can't hold it down anymore. .
"I have to give the third child a few words. Mia Ya has been wronged a lot in our family. I have to make the third child treat her better."
Mrs. Zhang was so angry that she didn't sit down even once when she came back. Then she turned around and pushed the door open to go out. Father Shen continued to smoke cigarettes with a contented look on his face.
The old woman in his family was right, Mia Ya was a lucky one, with a good wife and a harmonious family atmosphere. At his age, he had no other requirements, he just wanted his children and grandchildren to be happy and happy. I can explain to my ancestors.
Shen Yanqing came out to pour water for Jiang Miao. When he saw his mother standing at the door of the third room with her hand outstretched to greet him, he put down the basin and walked over with hesitant eyes.
"Mom, aren't you asleep yet?"
It's getting late now, if you have anything you can talk about tomorrow.
Mrs. Zhang had a happy smile on her face when she saw Shen Yanqing personally pouring water for Jiang Miao's feet. Although her son was a bit old-fashioned, he was not unethical. He was better than his father in caring for his wife.
"I came here to see you..." Mrs. Zhang glanced into the room. Miaoya was leaning on the bedside reading a storybook. She was so fascinated by the book that she didn't pay attention to the noise outside. Mrs. Zhang lowered her voice and patted Shen. Yanqing's shoulders.
"You know that mother is not a powerful person, but Miaoya has a different status now. She is a real golden branch and jade leaf. You are just a sixth-grade official. To be honest, you are superior to Miaoya. Our family has always been taken care of by Miaoya. How can you do it in the future? You have to be nice to her, if you dare to make Miaoya angry, mother will be the first one not to do it."
Mrs. Zhang's scolding made Shen Yanqing dumbfounded. He held Miao Ya in the palm of his hand and it was too late to coax her. How could he be willing to make her angry.
"Mom, don't worry, I will treat Miaoya well."
"Well, it's cold outside. Please warm yourself up before going in. Don't bring the cold air in and freeze Miaiya."
"I know."
Shen Yanqing chuckled. Now in his mother's heart, Miaoya was his biological child. He was afraid that she was not brought from outside.
Mrs. Zhang left happily with small steps. Shen Yanqing stood outside for a while, then went to the charcoal pot in the house to bake his hands. After his body was warm, he opened the quilt and went in. Jiang Miao noticed the source of the heat and consciously got into him. In my arms, I found a comfortable position and continued reading the storybook.
This story of a noble girl being abandoned by a heartless Han scholar made her angry to death.
