Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

"W-Do you want to say that?"

"It's good to say that, why, can't you hold it?" Qing He pursed his lips, and his eyes were cold: "If you can't hold it, then go down, I won't listen to you."

She made a gesture to kick someone, and Chi Heng quickly kicked off her boots with two "hey hey" knees and pressed her calf, "I can hold on, I can hold on, don't kick me, and don't listen to me!"

The words are humble and pitiful.

Qingping looked up at her with a delicate mood, and said quietly: "You hurt me."

The little general withdrew his legs in a panic, at a loss, like a little sheep being bullied.

Miss Shen found a comfortable position and lay down in the tent. Chi Heng took advantage of the time when she was smoothing the hair on her chest, secretly glanced at the arms on top of her chest, and said in her heart: Fortunately, I am not weak and unfettered. A scholar with the strength of a chicken is still more than enough to support himself.

Her heart was pounding, half of it was frightened, half of it... Ah, Wanwan 'killed' her.

The sickly beauty smiled leisurely: "It's really interesting. If you don't want to watch it, I will force you to watch it first. This will make you sneaky... Humph, how long has it been since I saw you? What's wrong?"

As soon as she pointed at Chi Heng's beating heart, Chi Heng's face immediately turned red like the morning glow, and he tried to calm down not to teach her to see through the clamoring sky of the heart that was about to jump out of the flesh and blood. The greedy cat who is locked outside the door and longs for its master has the same effect.

Qinghe's face turned hot, his eyes moved away hastily, and his tone vaguely let out two points of resentment: "Tell me, I'll listen. What's going on is worth your avoiding me, fearing that I'll hurt me, and being ashamed to see me?"

The "interrogation" started, and Chi Heng's inhuman thoughts were all gone, his lips parted slightly——

"and many more."

Just as she was about to explain, Qinghe wrapped his arms around her back: "Get rid of this trouble, what kind of weird face do you do, I've never seen someone come to your door to beat you."

The jade arms were wrapped lightly, and the skin around Heng's waist was extremely numb through the clothes. She hid herself in shame, causing Qing He to stare unceremoniously: "Are you hiding again?"

Before he got married, the little general seemed to be a serious 'inner-fear' person. He was so cowardly that he froze there, afraid that she would suddenly say, "If you hide again, get the hell out of here."

Thinking about it, it's not impossible, Wanwan's temperament is so big.

Miss Shen, who has not recovered from her illness, has soft limbs and no strength in her hands. She frowned and struggled behind Chi Heng's back. She didn't untie the wide cloth belt no matter what. He was ruthless and unreasonable: "You mean to make things difficult for me, right?" Come on, come on, why is the knot still a dead knot?

She made a fierce look on his face, Chi Heng wanted to laugh but couldn't, but felt that Wanwan was cute and miserable, but she was the one who couldn't untie the knot and felt uncomfortable. God knew that Wanwan would feel like a cat's paws scratching her whenever she touched her. , really terrible.

"My fault, it's all my fault." She coaxed softly, "Wanwan, I, I will do it myself."

Qinghe's chest was on fire, and she was even more angry when she saw her hard-to-break cloth belt being easily broken.

The bare thorns were thrown on the ground, and Chi Heng smiled shyly: "Hey, hey."

Miss Shen kicked her calf unexpectedly, the little general relied on his foot to keep his feet steady, and remained unmoved, and he didn't make a sound when he was beaten.

"Be honest!"

"Hey, I confess, I confess."

The two of them leaned forward and looked at each other.

With the heart of admitting punishment and accepting punishment, she explained the events of that day in an orderly manner.

"...You were right when you reminded me that day. Your Majesty did not have good intentions in giving me the position of 'walking'. Your Majesty has weird habits. His favorite courtiers hook up with concubines, and he is afraid of the general's mansion. The imperial doctor's diagnosis of peace pulse is aimed at me. , His Majesty has doubts about my identity, so he sent the 'Favorite Concubine' to test whether I am a man or a woman."

Seduced by sex?

Qinghe's breath suddenly became cold, and his bright eyes were filled with wind and snow. Against her anger, Chi Heng bit the bullet and said: "The Empress Dowager's birthday banquet, the noble concubine came to [Shaohua Palace] to have a 'private meeting' with me, and faked 'Luohong'." 'Left and right holy will. I escaped from this.

"Not long after, His Majesty became suspicious again. He not only doubted me, but also the imperial concubine and empress. In order to protect the Chi family and take the overall situation into consideration, my empress and I acted out a play along the way... Sure enough, we really hid it from His Majesty and dispelled his suspicions."

Qinghe's heart was blocked, and his body was cold: "W-how did you hide it?"

"Naturally... I took off my coat... It will be near dusk, the house will be tightly sealed, and there will be only one candle left in the dimness, and the shadow will be reflected in the bed curtain, giving people the illusion of being real..."

"Is it fake?"

"It's fake, it's a show to deceive people."

Chi Heng's collar was pulled away, and Shen Qinghe's words were clear: "Should we just take off the coat?"

With her arms propped up, she was powerless to stop it, and she didn't know whether she should stop it. It seemed like a few moments in the past, and it seemed like a long time had passed. There was a roar in her ears, and her heart was beating a war drum. The sound of the drum was like thunder, boom, boom, boom Boom, also like thunder and lightning strike the top of the head, the shock of five thunders crashing on the top.

The gold-woven robe was thrown on the fluffy carpet unceremoniously by a jade hand. The Shen family's concubine looked at her "fiancé" in terms of etiquette unscrupulously. Sweat dripped from Chi Heng's chin, and it happened to splash on Miss Shen's lips where she couldn't find the blood.

Shen Qinghe's eyes were dark, and before Chi Heng, her soft pink tongue stuck out of Qinxiang Sandalwood's mouth and licked it softly and slowly, wiping away the sweat from her lower lip.

Chi Heng's breathing was stagnant, and he was so shocked that he almost fell down: "Wan, Wanwan..."

"Go on."

continue?Chi Heng thought dizzily: what to continue?

Her mind was blank, Qinghe sneered: "Go on and talk about you and the imperial concubine taking off your coats."

"Wanwan! Wanwan, don't get me wrong, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously!"

She was ashamed: "I have no face to see you, and I took her for you for a few moments. At that time, I was panicked and afraid. I was afraid that I would implicate innocent people in this scene and bring disaster to the Chi family. I miss you so much...I think of you so I won't be afraid..."

Painful struggles flashed across her clear eyes, and Qinghe's heart was suddenly stabbed by her, so painful that she wanted to stop beating for a moment, she closed her eyes slowly, frowned and said: "You blame yourself for treating her as me?"

"Sister..." Chi Heng's tongue was bitter: "I blasphemed you...I was forced to blaspheme you under such a situation...it shouldn't be like this..."

Big drops of tears rolled down the beauty's forehead and cheeks, and the tears flowed across Ruyu's skin and flowed into her fragile neck. As she uttered the most unbearable heartfelt voice, Qinghe's chest heaved violently, and his eyes slowly opened.

The little general lying above her had a pointed jaw. After he was emptied of his sins, he lost his radiance and freshness. His slender and thick eyelashes cast a light shadow on his eyelids. From the perspective of looking up, A Chi has lost a lot of weight.

As thin as a sheet of paper, pale and trembling.

If she is more ruthless, she can tear up this piece of paper with a little force, and even the unpredictable trajectory and fate can be torn by her.

Chizi mourned, wearing a thin inner garment, shattered sadly before her eyes.

The pure and flawless beautiful jade is stained with a little filth, just like a pure white peony splashing a drop of hot blood, the peony is innocent, and the blood is bright red.

Qinghe was stunned for a long time, and when he woke up, he realized that he didn't want to erase that blemish, and asked softly, "Is it okay to blaspheme me?"

"No, no! I was wrong, I was wrong with my sister, I don't want to do this, I can't control it, I can't do it, I have no other way..."

"Achi, look at me."

"No, I don't look at you, I dare not look at you!"

She kept shaking her head, and the emotions that tormented her body and mind collapsed thousands of miles away, like a branch blown to one side or another in the cold wind, the more fragile she was, the more charming she was, the embarrassment that Qinghe had never seen in more than ten years, the extreme elegance floated out of the embarrassment, A noble lingering fragrance emerges from the confusion.

Qinghe's throat rolled, his soft arms rested on the back of his neck, his jade legs hooked his slender waist slightly, and his eyes dangled: "Do you want to do this?"

Chi Heng cried so much that his mind sank, his waist became weak and he couldn't hold it any longer, tears flowed back in fright, his eyes and nose were red, and he felt something vaguely, sobbing, she thought: Who is the top Can you live?

"Wanwan..." She hiccupped, "Wanwan, don't be like this..."

"What is this? I don't listen to you. Is the imperial concubine as tight as I am?"

Chi Heng was so frightened that he stopped crying and hiccupping, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "No..."

The moist and hot breath brushed over the tips of the ears, and the wonderful voice flowed into the eardrums like gurgling water, gently blasting in the heart lake, under the pond. The belly was hot, and Miss Shen stopped and said, "Does she have a voice as good as mine?"

"No……"

Qing He's jade arms pressed down on the back of her neck, so close that her breath could be heard, she asked: "Then you play with her...can you have an interesting reaction?"

She hung around her waist and was dishonest, and Little General Chi took a breath: "No, how could there be? My mind is full of thoughts about the Chi family, and about you. I miss you and I am ashamed of you, struggling repeatedly like falling into a sea of ​​suffering, how could— —”

"what about now?"

Chi Heng turned his face to one side, his little face blushed cutely, and said awkwardly: "Yes."

Qinghe tried his best to pretend to be indifferent, and leaned into her ear: "The Chi family wants to rebel? The third son of the Chi family, why are you the only one who disguises himself as a man? Have you ever thought about it?"

"I thought about it."

"Then have you ever thought that maybe you are General Chi's trump card?"

Being hooked tightly by her, Chi Heng felt extremely uncomfortable, trying to turn his thoughts back on the right track, his voice was soft: "Thought about it."

"Just think about it." Qing He chewed the words slowly and lightly: "You've offended me, help me out."

The slightly cool cheeks brushed the young general's jade-smooth side neck: "Kneel down, use your waist."

……

Naturally, the Qionghua trembled wildly, and the fragrant snow gradually melted.

……

Shen Qinghe erased the imprint Xue Ling had left on Chi Heng's mind in a resolute and bold way, and also erased, as well as the self-blame that was about to overwhelm her.

She told her personally: It's okay, it's not your fault.

She redeemed her.

Give her new life.

Her consistent gentleness and restraint have become a beauty that will never fade in Chi Heng's memory.

She forgives her and punishes her.

After some nonsense, the rolled-up underwear was wrinkled, and Qing He put it down softly for her, covering the young general's white, tender and thin waist. She looked tired and asked Chi Heng to carry her to the bathing pool.

"Go away, don't come to see me before the coronation ceremony."

When her feet landed on the ground, she threw away the fur coat that was draped over her shoulders, and stepped straight into the pool in her underwear, her figure was slender and incomparably graceful.

Chi Heng wiped his tears gratefully, not wanting to make her angry again, so he walked away softly.

"The collar is crooked."

The voice came from the pool, and the beauty didn't turn her head.

Chi Heng stamped his feet, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw that the collar was crooked, and when he looked closely, he could still see the creases that had been pierced by nails. She smoothed it out lovingly, not the collar, but her sister's caring heart. .

She comes and goes.

The sound of footsteps drifted away.

Until no more sound could be heard, Qinghe lazily soaked in the bathtub.

She wants to do that drop of blood, and that stain of red that stains the pure white peony, no one can do it, Xue Ling can't, everyone can't do it, only her.

Only she can be engraved deep in A Chi's heart.

Imperial power, beauty, no one can stand between her and A Chi.

She picked up the jade white plate and spat out a small mouthful of blood in a muffled voice, the remaining tears from her joy and emotion still remained at the end of her eyes.

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