Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

Although the beauty trap is vulgar, it is easy to use.

Chi Heng rested in the other garden every now and then, enjoying the wind, watching the moon and snow, and dancing with a knife, entwining people tightly.

Miss Shen, who was entangled, had fun seeing through it without telling her.

She has always hung on to people's appetite, the little general has no idea, spends his days trying to coax people, tossing and turning at night.

In the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, as soon as the taste of the twelfth lunar month comes, every household counts the days and hangs lanterns in front of the door. Those who can’t afford lanterns will hang a wooden sign with lanterns on the door of their house, and wear them with red strings to pray for happiness in the new year. Good luck arrives.

It's a pity that luck didn't come, and the snow disaster came first.

It was cold and freezing, and it snowed heavily for four days and four nights in a row, the snow was six inches deep, and when you walked out the door, you would be dazzled by the bright white snow.

Many thatched huts were crushed, and the livelihood of the people was seriously affected. At this time, there were frozen bones on the roadside of the emperor's capital.

The response of the two governments was very fast, and the daily porridge was provided to the homeless victims of the disaster. The people mentioned the residence of the general of the town and the residence of the general of the Zhu, and there was no disapproval.

The two governments started, and other aristocratic families followed suit. The court rushed to build houses for the victims and distribute rice grains, but it was a step too late.

Xiuchun Bieyuan also set up a porridge shed today, and the victims of the disaster lined up at the gate of Bieyuan.The road was slippery in the snow, and the guards maintained order. Qinghe held the stove in his hand and straightened his shoulders, with a touch of worry floating in his gentle eyes.

The snow is still falling, and it will stop from time to time.

"Miss, let's go back first, Uncle Zhang will watch people get things done."

Uncle Zhang nodded repeatedly.

He also didn't want the lady to be here, the door was full of disaster victims who came to receive relief, good and bad mixed together, what if they bumped into the lady?Miss is sick and weak, the wind is cold and the snow is merciless.

Qing He wanted to take a second look, knowing that she would not be able to help here but would cause confusion, so she turned around and crossed the threshold of the other garden.

"Miss Shen is such a nice person!"

There was a burst of praise from the crowd, Qing He smiled, didn't look back, and only confessed to his servants to do their best.

The rice grains delivered by Bieyuan are not the finest, but the rice porridge here tastes the most delicious, and sometimes you can see some medicinal materials in it. Compared with this porridge, the medicinal materials in it are obviously more valuable.

The victims suffered from hunger and freezing and couldn't bear the blizzard. When they smelled the delicious rice porridge, they wanted to put it in their stomachs to keep warm. At first, not many people cared about the details of the porridge bowl, but when they found out, they suddenly realized.

It's strange that after such a toss, the body didn't fall down.

Details see character, there are many people who give porridge, but there is only one who is as caring as Miss Shen.

Even the doctors in the pharmacy praised Miss Shen for her ingenious mind and excellent medical skills. Drinking a bowl of thick rice porridge can nourish the body, nourish the stomach, and drive away cold and disease.

Good deeds and good deeds are all done by others.

Zhao Qian's imperial study was so angry that the two houses were a thorn in his heart, and he couldn't get rid of the thorn, so he couldn't sleep or eat.

He frowned irritably, glanced at the bird in the golden cage, and wanted to crush it to death again.

"What's the matter with the Shen family's first daughter? A sick child really thinks that he is a good person who saves the suffering?"

The chief supervisor was cautious and did not dare to speak falsely.

Zhao Qian snorted coldly: "Speak!"

A slap on the imperial case made the superintendent's heart almost break. He trembled with fear and fear: "It's just a coincidence that people who are used to medicine don't forget to put some medicinal ingredients in their porridge."

"Coincidentally?" Zhao Qian narrowed his eyes: "It's really troublesome!"

The two governments are willing to do good deeds every year, and their prestige is among the people, which is why he dare not take action against the two governments rashly.

The Chi and Shen families are powerful and are loved by the army and the people. In remote places, the name of the general is known but the state-owned monarch is unknown. Zhao Qian relied on the two governments in the early years, but now that his wings are getting richer, he can't tolerate this thorn in his eyes.

He was stunned and wanted to find something to do.

The imperial study room returned to a brief silence, and the superintendent quietly took a breath, wiping the sweat from his brow.

A companion is like a tiger, is there anyone who understands this truth better than him?

Maybe there are.

The supervisor looked at the bird in the golden cage with complicated eyes.

He sighed heavily.

The subjects of the world are like birds in a king's cage.This is what His Majesty really wants.

There was a rhythmic sound as his fingers tapped on the imperial case, Zhao Qian's face sank like water, he was still a city man when he was not insane, and he had made achievements as an emperor for many years, he was by no means a mud that could not be supported.

"How is the concubine?"

"Very good."

Zhao Qian snorted, very good?It's so good that you can't even have a child?Is it because Chi Heng can't do it, or is his luck really so good?Stealing and being in love for more than two years has not given anyone a handle.

"You go down first."

"Yes."

The superintendent led the palace people back, Zhao Qian said in a deep voice, "Teacher, tell me."

Rong Yue is the 'Dragon Guard' sent by [Dragon Gate] to protect those in power.

The previous generation of Dragon Guards died strangely, the Great Elder sent him to continue the previous mission, and he was sent by His Majesty to 'break Yin and Yang' as soon as he arrived, and all the people who were broken and broken were Chi Heng as men.

This is the reason why His Majesty instigated the noble concubine to spy on the sex of Third Young Master Chi through her beauty.

A young handsome man and a noble concubine in the palace seduce him with sex, and it's a matter of course for him to hook up and become an adulterer.

Rong Yue has seen a lot of emperors' secrets in the [Longshan] library all these years since Rong Yue lived. Zhao Qian has a weird habit, but this weirdness is normal compared to the kings with special sexual habits in the past dynasties.

For example, Gao Zu, who created the Zhao family's foundation, liked women who were weak and weak, and men who were masculine.The ancestors were like this, and Zhao Qian's trip has traces to follow.

A little further away, whenever Emperor Ai of the former dynasty had fun with his concubine, he would make a courtier stand nearby to watch.

Emperor Ai's father, Emperor Jing, raised male favorites and especially liked the joys of men and women. At the most ridiculous time, half of the courtiers entered his tent. He was born with weak words and liked to conquer brave people.

[Longmen] Kuangfu royal family, in order to avoid people who are rare and strange, there is a "library library".In the southwest corner of the library, there are piles of secrets about the emperor.

Rong Yue was distracted and speechless for a while, Zhao Qian misunderstood his meaning, and became suspicious: "Master, is my concubine lying to me?"

Once a thought flashed through my mind, a stormy sea was rolled up: "Could it be that the noble concubine is still a virgin?"

His complexion was cloudy and cloudy, and the old Rong Yue who was hidden in the dark blushed, he twirled his fingers and counted, he felt the heavy pressure in the middle of the calculation, and asked in surprise: "How could this be?"

Zhao Qian raised his head suddenly: "What's the matter?"

"There are tricks on the noble concubine, and I can't figure out her fortune telling." Who else in the world today has the ability to deceive [Longmen]?Rong Yue felt chills down his spine: "This old man wants to send a message to [Longmen]!"

"Taoist? Daoist?!"

A gust of wind blew by, and Zhao Qian was left alone in the huge imperial study.With a dull expression, he suddenly turned out the brocade box placed in the hidden compartment. When the brocade box was opened, it was the Yuan handkerchief given to him by Aifei.

With the evidence of Luo Hong, the concubine Ai should be married to Chi Heng... Why can't the Taoist figure out Xue Ling's fortune telling?Who is Xue Ling?

The huge desolation filled Zhao Qian's heart, he clutched Yuanpa tightly and strode out of the imperial study room.

Facing the biting cold wind, I came to [Liuhua Palace] in one breath.

"Your Majesty—"

"Silence."

At this time, Xue Ling was painting in the bedroom and study room. She had sensed Zhao Qian's aura and pretended not to know it, but her interest in painting was ruined.

The pen and ink dripped onto the white paper, and the ink smudged away and wet a small piece.

Let's say that Zhao Qian rushed straight into the Liuhua Palace with a sulky breath, but standing at the door of the study and looking at Xue Ling's beautiful back, his anger was instantly extinguished.

He didn't want Xue Ling to betray him.

He was even more afraid that Xue Ling would betray him.

The heights are extremely cold, and those who are emperors are lonely.

Xue Ling is a flower that floats into his boring life, a warmth, she is cold and ruthless, or despises imperial power, she doesn't care if you are an emperor or an emperor if you are unhappy, you will act recklessly and have a true temperament , so bold.

Only in front of her will Zhao Qian feel at ease to reveal himself.

The emperor is not always superior, he still likes Xue Ling trampling on him.Because he allowed her to trample.

He doesn't have the love between men and women with her, and he doesn't have those lewdness and absurdity, but Zhao Qian himself is a lewd, absurd person, so he can't wait to see the imperial concubine also fall into lewdness.

In this way, they can't be happy, but their hearts are together.

Xue Ling knew all about his embarrassment, and understood his trembling. He didn't even tell the queen what he said but only Xue Ling.Xue Ling is not a very good listener, she likes to listen, even if you can talk to her a few more words, she doesn't like it, turning her face is faster than turning a book.

How terrifying would such Xue Ling be if she didn't have one heart with him?

The deep palace is like a swamp, full of all kinds of enchanting things.Everyone in the world says that the noble concubine is a demon concubine. A generation of demon concubines has been instigated by the emperor to have sex with the son of an important minister for nearly three years. How clean is she, and how terrible will she be?

He stood still at the door.

He always thought that Xue Ling was the only pure land he had left in this world, but was this pure land his?

The Taoist priest couldn't figure out Xue Ling's fortune telling, who moved her fortune telling?Are she and him grasshoppers on the same rope?

"His Majesty?"

The fragrant wind filled his sleeves, blowing over Zhao Qian's fair face.

Zhao Qian grabbed the corner of the clothes, met those eyes, and couldn't ask the question that was stuck in his throat.

He doesn't want the noble concubine to be innocent, he wants to see her trapped in lust and cannot break free, and wants to see her full of desire.

Xue Ling didn't want to have sex with him, and drugged him to make him hard on her. It doesn't matter if she can't get up, the most important thing in the harem is women, and the most important thing Zhao Qian needs is women.

If she doesn't want it, Zhao Qian will never make it difficult.

But is this Yuanpa real?

Did you lie to me?

"Your Majesty." Xue Ling smiled charmingly like a goblin, and her eyes swept lightly: "What's wrong, Your Majesty, why is your face covered with sweat?"

"Love, concubine love."

Xue Ling turned her waist slowly, didn't pay much attention to it, and sat down on the small couch where she had a temporary rest.

Zhao Qian tidied up his mood and walked over with a smile. He bent down and glanced at the woman's flat belly: "The queen is about to give birth, why is Aifei's belly still not moving?"

"She gave birth to hers, and I'll play with mine, can't I?" She waved her hand, and all the court ladies withdrew.

Without outsiders, Zhao Qian no longer put on the imperial airs, sat on a round wooden stool and looked at her curiously: "Are you tired of playing?"

"Never get tired of playing." A string of laughter floated out of Xue Ling's throat, with a charming and seductive attitude, with raised eyes, a proper bad woman: "Your Majesty does not know how powerful Ah Heng is, with a slender waist and long legs, at least he can play for another ten years. "

"Then he is not as good as I am. At the same time, the queen is happy, but the concubine is silent. What are you worried about? You have said that I will raise him as my own son after birth. What I want to destroy are the two houses, and it has nothing to do with anyone else." .The child is innocent."

The absurd conversations between the two were used to it, and Xue Ling supported her with her hand: "Ah Heng is too cautious."

"Is it because I haven't given you enough time?"

"Okay, I'll pester her."

She asked suddenly: "If the child is born in secret, isn't the birth of the child a good time for His Majesty to provoke the two governments? With the blood relationship of the sons and heirs as evidence, Chi Heng raped the empress and concubine. No one in the world can tell the truth." The General's Mansion is not guilty.

"The two houses turned against each other. Shen Yanen naturally turned to His Majesty for the shame of the past. His Majesty can use his newborn son to attack the Chi family, win over one, and destroy the other. After that, he can sit back and relax. He just spread the word. son?"

"The son of my beloved concubine is my son. If something really happened, it would be Chi Heng who did the wrong thing. Why is my concubine 'innocently victimized'? This son faked his death and re-established a new identity, so he is still my child ?”

Xue Ling was amused by his meticulous arrangement: "Follow Your Majesty."

"Is Aifei sleepy?"

"Aren't you sleepy? That kid Ah Heng, hmph."

Zhao Qian didn't want to disturb her any longer. When he left the Liuhua Palace, he asked the maid next to the imperial concubine, and what he got was that Chi Xingxing brought an osmanthus cake to the imperial concubine yesterday to 'present filial piety', and the two were alone for half an hour.

When Chi Heng was two years old, he was summoned and sent to the palace, and was raised by Xue Ling for several months.At that time, almost all the children under the age of three in the important minister's family had stayed in the palace and were raised under the concubine's knees to accumulate the predestined succession for His Majesty.

The two have this relationship, and His Majesty personally justified the name of the two as "Mother and Child Love", so it has become common for Chi Heng to come and go to Liuhua Palace.

The censors were quite critical of this, and the memorials asking Chi Jiazi to remove the post of 'walking' were piled up into a mountain, and were thrown into the brazier by Zhao Qian.

However, the Daoist's reaction still aroused his suspicion.

In his heart, he didn't want to believe that Xue Ling would betray him, but he was afraid that Xue Ling's betrayal would be the last straw that crushed his sanity.

He whispered a few words to the grand lady, who nodded slightly, and Zhao Qian walked away with her chest raised and her head raised.

As soon as he left, Xue Ling's winking eyes showed a piercing clarity.

Suspicion ah.

……

Longshan.

After the elders of Longmen heard Rong Yue's explanation, the first elder, Shen Mei, tried it himself.

Xue Ling's numerology is hidden in a cloud of fog, and there is an invisible barrier in front of it that cannot be detected.

"It's the method of [Taoist Gate]. Go and invite the young master."

There is a person who seems to be a [Taoist] beside the emperor, and it is undoubtedly the royal family with a knife horizontally above their heads.

This matter can be big or small.

The young master of Longmen came dressed in white and was surrounded by attendants.

He has sword eyebrows and star eyes, a calm breath, and a young man's flying spirit on his brows, a jade belt around his waist, and a star pattern embroidered on his chest.He was annoyed when he saw these old men, and he was woken up before the dream was finished. He had a temper: "What's the matter? It's exhausting to be your young master all day long."

Can't get enough sleep!

He complained over and over again, the elders coaxed the young man with his words, and the young man was willing to take out his horoscope, and he muttered in a low voice, probably saying that old people are useless, and there are a lot of idlers on Longshan of.

He is distinguished and capable, and it is understandable that a capable person has a temper. The sect master retreats to recuperate from his injuries, and the young master is the greatest if the sect master is not here.

Little ancestor, complaining can also bring some vitality to Longshan.

After posting his complaints, the young man looked down and stepped onto the [Star Destiny Platform] expressionlessly.

The white robe fluttered without wind, the fate chart was opened, and he was uttering thoughts, which was very different from the previous appearance of not waking up.

The fate chart turned rapidly, and the elders were sweating.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the young master in white's lips turned pale, a drop of cold sweat oozes from his forehead, and his legs became limp, he came down from the [Xing Ming Terrace], cursing: "I'm mad at me, isn't Jiang Xi a bully? Why is there her everywhere!"

He couldn't break through that invisible barrier, fart's fortune telling, he didn't see anything when he opened his eyes, so he walked away in a huff.

I didn't sleep anymore, and went to [Taolou] to practice with great concentration.

"It's really Jiang Xi's handwriting?"

"Why is it her again?"

"The emperor's favorite concubine lives in the deep palace, this..."

"Maybe instigating rebellion?"

The elders looked at each other.

Wide-eyed and small-eyed can't find a good idea, someone suggested: "It's better to kill by mistake than let it go, since the imperial concubine is related to Jiang Xi, it's better to kill her!"

"Kill her, and then provoke her? She's a lunatic!"

"Joke! Since when have we [Dragon Gate] been afraid of [Tao Gate]? [Tao Gate] is going extinct!"

"You're just kidding, who do you think that is? That's Jiang Xie! Her surname is Jiang! Now that half of the great career has not been accomplished, what good will it do me [Longmen] to die with her?"

"If we want to kill, we can't kill."

Everyone looked at Rong Yue in unison, and Rong Yue shuddered under the stares of several eyes, and said with difficulty: "Your Majesty is reluctant..."

Based on his understanding of Zhao Qian by his side for the past three years, if the imperial concubine can dispel His Majesty's suspicion in time, so what if she has a relationship with [Daomen]?Your majesty is an ordinary person who doesn't understand [Dragon Gate] [Tao Gate].

The Lun Dao hall fell into dead silence.

……

Rong Yue returned to the palace with the task of 'instigating Xue Ling', and frankly confessed to His Majesty that the fortunes of noble concubines are unpredictable.

Zhao Qian really didn't understand those twists and turns, he only knew that there were extremely powerful people who covered up Xue Ling's fortune-telling.

He asked what is the benefit of concealing the numerology, Rong Yue answered truthfully.

People who practice Taoism like them will be safer if their numerology is hidden.

[Dragon Gate] originated from [Tao Gate] since ancient times. [Dragon Gate] rebelled thousands of years ago.

Heaven is above, but those who practice Taoism do not want to lose their heavenly family.

Don't attack ordinary people, but kill each other, the people of [Longmen] will curse Jiang Xi when they think of it, and they will gather in [Lun Daotang] on the fifteenth of every month to curse this person, saying that he is in Doudu all the time no problem.

After fighting and cursing for these years, Jiang Xi lived well, but suffered the punishment of God, but only messed up the texture of his palms, which can be called a heaven-defying existence.

Who wouldn't hate such a person?Who is not afraid?Rong Yue's mind was floating.

"In this way, it is a good thing that Aifei's numerology is covered up."

Zhao Qian played with the bird in the cage, and made up his mind: It is actually very simple to know whether the imperial concubine is trustworthy.Confirming how she interacts with Chi Heng can resolve the current doubts.

"His Majesty……"

"Daozhang, I will handle this matter."

Rong Yue hesitated to speak, and then dodged into the dark.

……

Xue Ling didn't know that her fortune had been calculated by many people.

It was snowing heavily, there were countless victims outside the city, and the city was in full swing, and the rescue work was carried out in an orderly manner. Zhao Qian followed the way of a wise king and loved the people like his own son. What his beloved people cared about was the kindness of the two governments.

How not to be angry?

There is anger in my heart, and I wish I could deal with it quickly.

As he planned, the son of an important minister who was promiscuous and messed up the harem created a wicked son, and the fetus was secretly entangled. After giving birth to an heir, the blood can't deceive people. The evidence of the crime is like iron. Inverting the general's mansion of the Zhu Kingdom, the Chi family will be crucified forever on the pillar of shame of rebels and thieves.

It's a good strategy.

however……

Xue Ling was not helping him from the beginning to the end.

Her heart is biased, and her purpose of entering the palace is impure.

On a cold day, the imperial concubine went out for a stroll, and met Chixing in the imperial garden, dressed in a scarlet robe and a crane cloak.

Chi Heng used the desire and fire to hone his innate pure yang skills that day, and his internal skills were refined to a higher level. He looked extraordinarily energetic in the harsh winter, vigorous, lively and bright, and was not eroded by the cold winter.

"See the imperial concubine!"

Xue Ling smiled lowly, brushed the broken snow on her shoulder with one hand, and said in a low voice: "Come to my palace tomorrow."

It was the most straightforward way she could think of.

Being simple and straightforward can dispel Zhao Qian's wariness the fastest.

In the eyes of outsiders, it was the imperial concubine and Chi Xingxing who had a very happy conversation, and Chi Heng had a bright smile, red lips and white teeth, not to mention that the imperial concubine liked it, the other concubines also looked hot when they saw it.

The concubines in the harem could understand some things, Xue Ling made it clear that she hooked up with young boys and talked about 'mother-child love'.

As long as His Majesty indulges, indulge, sooner or later something will happen!

If the emperor doesn't nod his head, the wind from the harem will not be able to fly out of the wall - His Majesty will not allow anyone to slap him in the face unceremoniously.

They are not Xue Ling.

Xue Ling said a few words and walked away with a smile, while Chi Heng inspected the Forbidden Palace as usual.

Snow is still falling.

On the way home, Little General Chi couldn't figure out why the concubine's sister invited her to the Liuhua Palace tomorrow, the time and place were clear, this was the first time.

In the past, when she went to the Liuhua Palace, it was just because of her nature.

Tomorrow, what will happen tomorrow?

She couldn't figure it out.

The city of Shengjing was shrouded in white snow, the victims lived in temporary houses built by the imperial court, and those who received relief food lined up on the street.

The snowstorm affects people's livelihood, and if it continues, the crops in the field will be damaged by freezing.

She was surprised that her father had the foresight to store grain and build a house to store medicinal materials, otherwise he would not have reacted so quickly to a disaster.

Sometimes it gave her a very strange intuition—it was as if Daddy knew that there would be heavy snow this winter.

She squeezed the space between her eyebrows, laughing at herself for thinking too much, how could daddy know that no one knows, only God knows?

On the north side of Zhuque Street, Xiuchun Bieyuan.

Chi Heng didn't go back to his home, but came to the other garden first. The doorman was very enthusiastic when he saw her, and beckoned people to come in: "Little general, please come inside, little general!"

"How's sister Qinghe's appetite today?"

As she walked, she asked the housekeeper who came to greet her.

The butler smiled and said, "Miss has a good appetite today. She said that food is the most important thing for people. Not only does she want to be full, but the people in the city also need to be full."

Chi Heng's heart, which had been tense for a day, jumped for joy: "My sister is kind."

When she came, Qinghe was holding the transcribed recipes and putting all kinds of ingredients into the pot. The red stove was shabu-shabu. His pretty face is really pleasing to the eye.

The little general walked lightly, Liuqin Liuse's eyes lit up when he saw her, and he covered his mouth and kept silent on purpose.

Chi Heng gave them a thumbs up.

"So... it should be ok?" Miss Shen said to herself, her eyes were blindfolded, her body froze, and she recovered in an instant, the corners of her lips raised uncontrollably: "You're messing with me again."

Chi Heng knelt on the warm mat, covered her eyes and did not let go: "My good sister, I will let you go if you say something nice?"

Qinghe's ears turned red, and he said firmly, "Don't say anything."

Liuqin and Liuse couldn't stay any longer, so they withdrew with a blushing face.Little General Chi had no scruples: "Do you want to talk? Don't talk about scratching you."

this man!

Qing He snorted slightly: "Then you can tickle me."

Before the words finished, Chi Heng made a fuss about her waist, Qing He couldn't bear the itch, shrunk up and smiled and begged for mercy: "Oh, don't make trouble..."

Seeing that he was about to touch the corner of the table, he grabbed her slender waist with both hands, and Chi Heng hugged her from behind, ecstasy: "Say something nice?"

Qing He laughed until the end of her eyes turned red, so she ignored her, and after thinking about it, she glanced back and said, "I'm used to you."

"If you don't say it, don't say it." Chi Heng let go of her and sat down opposite her.

After sitting down and sniffing, his little face suddenly collapsed: "Why is it the food of Master Uncle?"

Last time she lost her composure in front of people, not to mention how embarrassing she was.

"How did I know you were coming, but it's fine if you come, it's no fun eating shabu-shabu by yourself, you stay with me."

Unlike her, Qinghe loves this soup very much. The uncle said that the recipe is more effective than taking medicine. Although it can't cure the deep-rooted cold poison in her body, eating a few meals can make her suffer less.

Her body is warm after eating, and almost every family in Yunchao knows how to make 'hot dishes'. 'Hot dishes' and shabu-shabu are always the same.

Ingenious collocation can also turn decay into magic, she deeply appreciates it.

"It's okay to accompany you, I will accompany you to eat shabu-shabu, and you will accompany me to Qichun Village to 'order mandarin ducks'?"

She is very obsessed with 'pointing mandarin ducks', Qinghe tilted her head: "You don't have any evil intentions that I don't know about?"

"How can I have any bad intentions?" Chi Heng was not convinced: "I have good intentions for you!"

"Tsk." Miss Shen shook her head, "I don't believe it."

"..."

The little general's face was slightly hot, and he said shamelessly: "If you don't believe it, you have to believe it!"

"Unreasonable."

"..."

Chi Heng leaned his arms on the table, squinting his eyes: "Sister, what kind of lip gloss did you put on today? What kind of lip gloss do you put on while eating shabu-shabu? How about me..."

"Why don't you try it, so that I don't have to wipe off the good lip balm?"

"Huh? Okay—"

"What's good?" Qing He extended his arm and poked her forehead: "Don't think about it!"

The surface of the water was gurgling and boiling, and the two stopped gagging and concentrated on eating shabu-shabu. Chi Heng didn't dare to be greedy, and ate in small bites, so as not to call "sister" with his lustful little face.

She refused to eat more, but Qinghe deliberately teased her: "Why don't you eat? Do you think that my cooking is not as delicious as your cooking? It's cold, take two bites to drive away the cold."

The small porcelain white plates piled up and down to form a small hill, she frowned and said, "Sister, this thing is good for you, but it is not suitable for me."

"Is it a cold shower?" She smiled.

Chi Heng was dumbfounded: "Ah? Why did Aunt even tell you this?"

"I have a sweet mouth."

"..." Okay, you have a sweet mouth, so do you have the guts to let this little general taste it?

"Hurry up." She urged.

Chi Heng had no choice but to pick up the long chopsticks and eat up the food on the plate.

She thought happily, Wanwan knew that this pot of food was an aphrodisiac for me, yet she dared to allow me to eat it. She was so blatant that she didn't know how to write the word "fear". In fact, Wanwan also likes me.

I was happy in my heart, and when my belly swelled slightly and I felt full, I was so scared that I lost my chopsticks.

Qinghe wiped off the remaining stains on the corners of her lips with a handkerchief, rinsed her mouth with green tea, and after finishing these tasks, she returned to her seat and rested her jaw with one hand, her eyes were gloomy, and she said with a teasing smile: "It's not good again?"

Before the dryness and heat broke out, Chi Heng quickly put on his boots and dared not stay with her for a long time: "Oh, sister, I'm leaving first!"

Miss Shen smiled and watched her rush out of the room and into the wind and snow.

So cute.

When did such a lovely Achi confess his love to her?

She's not hanging on her anymore.

After the coronation ceremony, she wants to have a romantic relationship with her.