An alpha's ancient life record

When she went back to the front hall, Xia Boyan saw the corner of her eye twitch, and said in surprise: "Why is it so fast today, I thought you would definitely procrastinate for a while."

Shen Qingshu smiled wryly and said, "Don't mention it, I almost bumped into His Royal Highness Jian Wang just now, how dare I go elsewhere."

"His Royal Highness Jian? He didn't do anything to you, did he?" Xia Boyan was startled, and looked her up and down. This His Royal Highness has always lived reclusively and rarely showed himself to others. How could she meet her by such a coincidence.

Shen Qingshu said: "No, fortunately His Highness is magnanimous."

"Huh, that's good." Xia Boyan handed her a cup of tea, looked around, and whispered in her ear: "His Royal Highness Jian has always been moody, you are lucky today."

"Really? Why do I think His Highness is easy to talk to?" Shen Qingshu thought about it for a while. King Jian's words and deeds could be called polite and restrained, so he couldn't help but be a little surprised that they were not related to moodiness.

Xia Boyan smiled subtly, pulled her to the corner, and gossiped: "I ask you, do you find something strange? His Royal Highness Jian Wang is at this age, but he has never married a wife and had children."

Shen Qingshu thought about it, that's right, this is not in later generations, it is normal for young people to be single, in this era, King Jian was born in the royal family, if it were someone else, the child would probably be able to play soy sauce.

"It's a bit strange, but is there any connection between the two?"

Maybe there is something unspeakable, and even if King Jian is a dog, there must be countless women who want to marry her.

"Listen to me, the blame is here," Xia Boyan shook his head slightly, showing a complacent look that you still know too little, and said: "His Royal Highness Jian is just capricious. He arranged the marriage, and he agreed to it on the front foot, but said on the back foot that he didn't get his consent. Two days later, he said that he wanted to get married, and then he regretted it after the arrangement. Seeing that he was getting old, His Majesty became ruthless two years ago, and insisted He was even more ruthless when he wanted to make a decree to bestow a marriage, he almost killed him in front of the Tai Chi Hall, and only then did His Majesty take back his order, that's why his majestic lordship has been delayed until now."

"In the palace, the palace people are most afraid of meeting him. Serving in Prince Jian's residence is also the most difficult job to do. When he has a good temper, he is gentle and amiable. You don't take any mistakes you make to heart, but when you have a bad temper, he is the most difficult job. It is vicious and cruel, licentious and tyrannical, and a trivial matter can kill a person alive. So you bumped into him today, luckily he is in a good mood."

This is really surprising. Shen Qingshu usually doesn't pay attention to these things. She never expected that His Royal Highness Jian Wang, who looks gentle and polite, is actually such a person. However, why does she feel that this sounds a bit like schizophrenia? ?

Ancient psychopath?That's not unusual, but how did a child of the royal family like King Jian live a good life, with the emperor's elder brother on top, without going through a power struggle, how did he become like that.

She asked curiously: "This seems to be a kind of soul-losing disease. Has Your Majesty asked the imperial physician to see it?"

Xia Boyan sighed and said: "Why not, don't talk about the imperial doctor, I have tried all kinds of gods and gods, there is nothing I can do, I can only let him go, at most watch and let him go out, anyway, he is a prince, and he can do anything. His Majesty is carrying it around."

After saying these two sentences, seeing someone coming this way, Xia Boyan stopped talking, patted her on the shoulder and said, "Anyway, you must be more careful."

This has nothing to do with her, Shen Qingshu nodded silently, telling himself in his heart that he must walk around King Jian in the future, otherwise it would be too wronged to be killed with a stick for hitting him one day.

Everyone talked and laughed at Yan Yan, pushing cups and changing cups. By the end of the banquet, no matter how much he could drink, he was a little drunk, and Shen Qingshu couldn't even stand still. Supporting.

It is not allowed to stay overnight in the palace, and the banquet at the queen's side also tacitly ended at about the same time, and everyone walked out of the palace gate to meet, and then went back to their respective homes.

Lin Weizhi followed the old Liu to leave, and saw Xia Boyan supporting Shen Qingshu standing by the palace gate and waiting.

Old Liu hurriedly took two steps forward, and seeing Shen Qingshu with her head down, she was so drunk that she was unconscious, she held her hand distressedly and said: "I guessed that this child has always been a bad drinker. I don't know how uncomfortable it must be."

Shen Qingshu heard the voice in a daze, but there was a double image in front of her eyes, she couldn't see her face clearly, and her head was very dizzy. She closed her eyes heavily, and barely recognized someone calling "Grandmother."

"Hey, grandma is here, let's go back now." Old Liu replied, thanked Xia Boyan who took care of her, and called Uncle Liu to help her.

"Let me help you." Lin Weizhi, who was following her, endured for a long time, and finally couldn't help but make a sound, stepped forward in two steps, and took her hand from Xia Boyan's shoulder.

Shen Qingshu smelled the familiar breath, leaned forward obediently and leaned on her shoulder, gently rubbed her face and sideburns and called "Lady", these two words were held between her lips and teeth, her voice was a bit vague, like It's like refusing to spit it out cleanly.

The strong smell of alcohol enveloped her, her ears were itchy, Lin Weizhi turned her head slightly, and said, "Be quiet."

Shen Qingshu is a bit taller than her, but he is not too heavy, and it is only a little difficult to lift him up.Lin Weizhi pushed her hairy head away and dragged her into the carriage.

When she arrived in the carriage and lit the candles, she had some time to look at Shen Qingshu carefully. It seemed that she had drunk too much. Confused, it always makes people feel that they will fall asleep at any time.

Her hair crown was still neatly tied, and her neckline was also docilely pulled together. The carriage bumped forward, and seeing her frowning slowly, she shook her head severely.

Lin Weizhi was a little distressed. Knowing that she was uncomfortable, she loosened the neckline for her, moved closer, let her lean in his arms, and stretched out her hand to gently rub her temples.

"It's so uncomfortable." Shen Qingshu groaned softly, turned his back, and buried his head in her neck, feeling that his brain and stomach were constantly rolling and colliding, as if someone was digging inside with a hammer.

"Be patient, you will arrive at the uncle's residence soon." Lin Weizhi raised the curtain of the carriage, originally wanting to tell the coachman to hurry up, but fearing that the speed would make her feel worse, so she hugged her and patted her comfortingly back.

As if being coaxed by someone, the weather was cold, but it was hot after drinking, Shen Qingshu hugged her for a while, smelled the fragrance of her body, rubbed his face against the skin of her neck lightly, and his thoughts floated.

She felt that Lin Weizhi's hand stroking behind her stopped. Maybe it was because the candlelight was too blurry, and the feeling of alcohol during the banquet welled up in her heart, or maybe it was because she had been thinking about it for a long time and finally couldn't control herself.

She put her arms around Lin Weizhi's shoulders and kissed the back of her neck.

It was light and hot, and it was impossible to ignore. Lin Weizhi's heart beat a beat slower.

Her body froze, and she didn't know how to react. Shen Qingshu tentatively stretched out the tip of her tongue and kissed her, along her delicate jaw line, kissing her face and ear pinnae, and then gently sucked her in her mouth. Ah Jin is not allowed to write about her earlobe, and I can't think of a replacement, so let's roughly imagine it.

The candle flame jumped twice, Lin Weizhi's eyelashes trembled, and she was at a loss, moving up her tailbone, as if she had been electrified, a completely strange feeling hit her, and a little humming came from between her lips and teeth uncontrollably. overflow. (Just humming, friends, don’t think too much)

This is already beyond the boundaries of friends. It's ridiculous for two women to behave like this. Lin Weizhi clearly knew that she should be pushed away, but her emotions were against her reason, and the fingers on Shen Qingshu's shoulders moved slightly. But he couldn't lift it limply.

"...you're drunk." She finally shrank back a little impatiently.

Shen Qingshu stepped back and let her go, gasping for breath, the candlelight was dim, but her eyes were astonishingly bright, she was drunk, but she was still sane, she would do it because she wanted to .

She realized that Lin Weizhi didn't push her away.

Shen Qingshu lowered his head and stared at her, seeing the blush on her jade-like cheeks, seeing her downcast eyes secretly nervous, for a moment, it was as if someone had twitched her heartstrings, disrupting her heart, making her very nervous. Thirsty, wanting to get closer, wanting to kiss her.

Shen Qingshu couldn't help sticking to her, tentatively raised the girl's face a little, met her misty eyes, rubbed her thumb with her skin, and gradually fell on her lips as soft as petals.

The face is enlarged little by little, the distance is close at hand, the breath is entwined, and each other seems to be able to feel the other's fast heartbeat.

Slowly closing her eyes, feeling the touch of the tip of her nose first, she tilted her head slightly, her mouth was dry, her throat slipped, and she swallowed nervously.

In the next second, it was covered with cool, soft and moist lips. It was hard to tell what kind of taste it was. Almost all beautiful words could be used to describe it, the spring rain falling on the seedlings, the red leaves floating in autumn , the strawberry tips on the smoothie, and the sweet toffee are all incomparable.

Time seemed to stand still, Shen Qingshu's hotness after drinking was swept away, all perceptions left her, only the spot between her lips and teeth remained, this was her first kiss, she pressed it quietly for a few seconds, it was messy like pulp The muddy mind tried to think hard, trying to recall a little bit of kissing skills.

But it's a pity that she doesn't have much reading in this area, so she can only learn by herself without a teacher. She finds her way to gently suck the girl's fragrant and slightly moist lips, and then sticks out her tongue to touch her teeth.

Lin Weizhi's hands and feet were weak, and she completely lost consciousness. She could only hold on tightly to the skirt of her chest so that it would not slip off. She passively let her kiss and let her conquer the city. She almost lost herself in such a beautiful feeling. .

I don't know how long it took, until Shen Qingshu's wet and soft tongue stuck into her mouth, she finally regained a bit of reason, controlled herself, and pushed her away against Shen Qingshu's shoulder.

When they parted, her eyes were clouded and her lips were moist and moist. The two of them looked at each other. In the narrow carriage, the air was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere. Shen Qingshu was panting quickly. Back in her body, she leaned close to Lin Weizhi's forehead, and called her with infinite joy, "Ah Zhi."

This cry seems to have been hidden in my heart for a long time, a treasure that the young man has cherished for a long time, with all kinds of tenderness and love.

"I like you so much," she said, her voice almost quivering.

Lin Weizhi's expression was stunned, not as happy as hers. She pursed her lips, stepped back a little to look at Shen Qingshu, her heroic eyebrows, moist eyes, and straight nose bridge. Suddenly, she stretched out her hand to cover her face. She caught her overly hot eyes.

The author has something to say: It’s too difficult. Didn’t I just write a kiss? After thinking about it for more than three hours, I took everyone’s reading experience into account and also paid attention to the scale. Some metaphors were also locked. Could it be that I wrote them dryly? I took a kiss, over thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution during 2021-05-1518 44:42:2021~05-1619-51 30:[-]:[-]~

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