With a soft whisper, Miss Su gradually regained consciousness.
Before she could open her eyes, she was surprised to find that her whole body was sore today and she just wanted to lie lazily and do nothing.
"Strange, today seems to be particularly... boring..."
As soon as this thought came to her mind, Miss Su was stunned when she opened her eyes, because she was shocked to see someone buried in her arms, sleeping soundly.
At that moment, she seemed to feel that all the blood in her body was cold, her hands and feet were even colder, and an unspeakable fear and panic struck her heart.
At this moment, she suddenly recognized the person of the opposite sex in her arms.
"He...eh? Mr. Jiang?"
Strangely enough, seeing this person, Miss Su felt a sense of relief, and the fear and panic that struck her heart gradually subsided, replaced by confusion of unknown reasons.
Blushing, she pulled up the quilt and took a peek. Not surprisingly, she found that both she and Mr. Jiang in her arms were naked.
She moved her body slightly again, and the slight swelling and pain coming from her lower body made her feel even more embarrassed and angry.
"..."
Her head was buzzing, as if there were millions of bees making noise, which made her feel uneasy.
"What happened last night? Well, something must have happened yesterday...but why did it happen? Didn't he go back?"
She bit her lip and looked at Mr. Jiang with a complex expression as he buried his head in her arms and slept soundly. As he slept soundly, he unconsciously dripped saliva from his mouth onto her white, snow-like skin, and his cheeks
Ashamed as if on fire.
"His sleeping appearance is very bad, like a child..."
Miss Su was about to cry but had no tears because she wanted to leave Zhao Hongrun out of shame and anger, but Zhao Hongrun held her like an octopus, making it difficult for her to move.
"It is indeed a child..."
Seeing that she couldn't move, Miss Su simply stopped struggling and looked at Zhao Hongrun's still childish face in bewilderment.
She lamented her own heartlessness. She had obviously lost the most important thing as a woman, but she still found it funny that the little man who took away her precious things was sleeping funny.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh..."
Zhao Hongrun, who was sleeping soundly, smacked his lips, unconsciously reached out to wipe the saliva from his mouth, and then opened his still hazy and sleepy eyes.
His eyes met hers.
"..."
"..."
Eye contact.
After looking at each other for about five or six breaths, Miss Su noticed that Mr. Jiang's eyes changed from blank to confused, and then from confused to shocked.
"You...why are you here?" Zhao Hongrun's face was filled with shock.
At that moment, Miss Su was filled with anger and unfounded resentment.
She bit her lip, stared at him, and said nothing.
"..." Zhao Hongrun glanced around blankly, his expression gradually becoming unnatural, because he discovered that he was not in his dormitory, Wenzhao Pavilion, but in Cuixiaoxuan, the home of Miss Su.
What shocked him even more was that they were hugging each other without any cover at the moment.
"Is it because the way I woke up is wrong? That's why I'm hallucinating?"
After muttering, Zhao Hongrun closed his eyes again.
"..." Miss Su didn't understand what he was talking about and just looked at him expressionlessly.
After a long time, Zhao Hongrun carefully opened his eyes again, but what made him feel sweaty was that the scenery around him had not changed at all. It was still Cuixiaoxuan where Miss Su was in a waterside pavilion, and he was hugging her tightly in his arms.
The one sitting there is still that Miss Su.
"Why am I here?"
"..." Miss Su was so angry that she really wanted to bite the shameless guy in front of her to death, because Zhao Hongrun's tone seemed like she had kidnapped him.
And just when she was about to have an attack, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the house.
Miss Su's heart was beating fast. She really didn't know how this matter would end. Zhao Hongrun's face was also ugly, because according to his gradually recovering memory, he should have been in the prison of Dali Temple last night.
Why are you in Miss Su's boudoir?
Facing the knock on the door, neither of them dared to answer.
At this moment, the door was kicked open with a bang, and a well-dressed man walked into the house with a straight face. After glancing at the outer room, he walked straight towards the inner room.
Zhao Hongrun was sitting on the bed.
Miss Su exclaimed and subconsciously covered her head from the quilt.
The man glanced at Miss Su, who was hiding under the quilt playing ostrich with her head covered. His sharp eyes met Zhao Hongrun's. He took out a token from his pocket with his right hand and waved it in Zhao Hongrun's eyes.
Zhao Hongrun's heart suddenly skipped a beat, because he clearly saw the word "Zong" clearly engraved on the bright yellow token.
"Sir, please come with me." The man said unceremoniously in a commanding tone.
"People from the Zongfu?"
Zhao Hongrun's heart suddenly sank, and his expression suddenly became ugly.
At this point, he still doesn't know that he has been framed.
Perhaps seeing Zhao Hongrun naked, the man said again: "I'll wait for you outside the room."
After that, he turned and left.
At this moment, Miss Su dared to cautiously poke her head out. She looked at the livid-faced Zhao Hongrun, and found for the first time that the usually amiable Mr. Jiang was a little scary.
"He...who is that?"
Zhao Hongrun didn't speak, just put on his clothes silently. At this time, he felt a little confused in his heart.
It didn't take long for him to put on his clothes. He turned around and glanced at Miss Su. Seeing that her face was full of worry and uneasiness, he comforted her and said, "When I come back...then I will give you an explanation."
"
After hearing this, Miss Su's uneasy heart calmed down a little, she nodded and watched him disappear from sight.
Opening the door, the man just now was standing outside the door. Apart from him, there was a whole team of people wearing ordinary clothes. If Zhao Hongrun was not mistaken, this team was as tall and strong as Shen Yu and others.
The strong young man with strong blood is most likely a sergeant affiliated with the clan, the Yulin Army.
A special army that is personally trained by members of the royal family of the Wei Dynasty. The soldiers are all selected from the sons of sergeants who sacrificed their lives for the Wei Dynasty. In terms of loyalty, it is superior to any other army. It is not a special army within the normal army establishment of the Wei Dynasty. "Note:
The Zongwei around the princes are selected from the Yulin Army. Whenever a prince reaches the age of ten, the top ten outstanding trainees selected by the Yulin Army in that year will be the Zongwei, and the rest will join the Yulin Army.
military."
"Let's go, this..."
Zhao Hongrun didn't know how to address this clan official who was more than ten years older than him. If nothing else, the person holding the clan token was most likely one of his cousins.
The man seemed to have guessed that Zhao Hongrun didn't know how to address him, and was not surprised. He nodded and said, "Let's talk about everything in the house... Please."
"...Please." Zhao Hongrun smiled bitterly.
After closing the door, Zhao Hongrun was taken away by the person who seemed to be his cousin and the Yulin army, leaving only Miss Su alone in Cuixiaoxuan's bed in a daze.
Even though she didn't know exactly what happened, looking at Zhao Hongrun's face at that time, she could guess that the matter was big or small, and it was very difficult.
"By the way...where's Lu'er?"
"Lu'er? Lu'er?" Miss Su called out repeatedly.
At this time, she vaguely heard a strange "wuwuwu" sound coming from somewhere in the house.
She quickly put on her clothes, got off the bed, endured the slightest discomfort coming from her lower body, hobbled to the place where the strange noise came from, and then rescued Lu'er from the cabinet.
"Lu'er, why are you..."
Seeing Lu'er being tied up with ropes and stuffed with cloth, Miss Su didn't know what to say, so she quickly knelt down and loosened the rope for her.
"Wow--"
After all, Lu'er was just a sixteen-year-old girl. After suffering such injustice, she threw herself into Miss Su's arms and cried and blamed herself.
"Miss, it's Lu'er's fault. Lu'er failed to protect you, so Miss, you were insulted by that beast... wuwu, I should have seen that he was not a good person..."
"You...what are you talking nonsense about?" Miss Su defended with a blushing face.
Lu'er cried even harder: "I heard it all..."
"..." Miss Su was immediately ashamed and angry.
She wanted to deny this, but the traces of blood on the mattress made her defense extremely weak.
"He... Young Master Jiang was framed."
"You're still speaking for him now? I don't think he's a good person." Lu'er cursed, while tidying up the miserable bedding with Miss Su in distress.
Seeing the sheet stained with traces of blood, Miss Su endured her embarrassment and whispered: "Don't throw this away..."
"Of course I won't lose it." Lu'er carefully folded the sheets and said bitterly: "I still have to settle accounts with that boy!"
"That's not what I meant..."
Miss Su smiled bitterly.
At the same time, Zhao Hongrun followed his cousin and left the waterside pavilion, boarded a carriage that had been arranged in the alley, and headed straight towards the clan mansion.
In Zhao Hongrun's impression, the Zongfu is a very rigid and traditional place. It doesn't care why you made a mistake, as long as the prince makes a mistake and does something that goes against the ancestral system of the Wei Dynasty.
If something happens, or something that embarrasses the royal family surnamed Zhao of the Ji clan of Wei, the people of the clan will impose corresponding punishments.
It is precisely for this reason that even a prince like Zhao Hongrun, who had the courage to talk back to the Emperor of Wei, felt a little apprehensive when facing the clan.
Because the Emperor of Wei is a wise monarch with great ambition, but you try to talk back to those rigid and stubborn royal family elders in the clan? Even the emperor can't save you!
As expected, Zhao Hongrun, who entered the clan mansion, had no room for explanation and was punished.
"...The eighth son of the emperor, Hongrun, does not respect etiquette and law, and has no ancestral rules. As a prince, he has an unclean body and cares for himself. He will be sentenced to seven days of confinement and punished by copying the ancestral rules a hundred times..."
Before he could explain anything, Zhao Hongrun was locked in an empty dark room in the Zongfu. He had to sit cross-legged in meditation facing the calligraphy and painting "Meditation" on the wall under the supervision of an inspector.
For seven whole days, except during meal time, he could only sit like this, unable to move at all.
If he even made the slightest move, the clan member responsible for monitoring would hit him on the shoulder with a stick as thick as his arm as a warning.
For any prince, this is the most unbearable punishment.
In addition to Zhao Hongrun, Shen Yu and Lu Mu, two Zongwei who were drunk with strong alcohol, were also found by people from the Zongfu, and they were also thrown into this small dark room.
The difference is that the two of them, who are still drunk, can sleep soundly here, sometimes mumbling in their sleep, while Zhao Hongrun can only stretch his body and cannot move at all, unless he is willing to have such a stick on his shoulder.
"The Luo family father and son, right? And the prison chief of Dali Temple, Pei Ya, right? Just wait for me!"
"Pah——"
"oops……"
"Pah——"
"Well..."
"Wait for me!!"
"Pah——"
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