The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

"Have you any orders?" Qing Shang asked again.

"But the string song came out of the dark room?" Rong Jing asked.

"It's out!" Qing Shang said.

"Let him go to Baili to meet the seventh prince and enter the city with the seven princes. Tell the seven princes that I am waiting for him outside the city." Rong Jing ordered.

"Yes!" Qing Shang nodded.

"Nothing more, you go on!" Rong Jing closed his eyes again.

Qing Shang retreated quietly. Secretly thinking that the cloud is a hundred miles away, and the seventh prince is now waiting for Miss Qingyue, and now Miss Qingyue is unconscious at midnight, but the world sent the song to meet the seven princes. After coming down, the Seventh Prince could not wait for Miss Qingyue and saw the string song sent by Shizi, so he could only return to Beijing in advance. She sighed secretly, and was too embarrassed.

In the room, Rong Jing opened her eyes with her eyes closed, and leaned her head towards Yun Qiangyue. The wound on her lip was cured. A good night's sleep made her face lucid and translucent. He kicked and kicked the quilt, and was clever. He smiled and suddenly turned up, covering him, bowing his head and covering her lips.

The delicate body underneath was soft and boneless. Although he slept all night, his lips were still faint with the fragrance of a leaf of snow, which made him sway and stretched his hand to pull off her belt.

Ruyu's hand touched the smooth skin, and came back and forth on the slim waist. Finally, her finger dexterously lifted her apron, and the two **** of clear snow popped up. His fingertips lingered in the snow with a slight tremor. Whirling, Xu Yu, he let go of her lips and bowed her lips to her clavicle...

The fair-skinned, fat-like skin is full of red plum blossoms in a short time, which is so dazzling...

The sun shines through the curtain into the room, a room of spring light.

For a long time, Rong Jing suddenly turned down and wrapped Yun Qianyue with a quilt, murmured to himself with a little breath, some annoyed and some sighed, "I really want to continue... but unfortunately not..."

After a long time, Rong Jing pushed away the quilt, got up, got out of bed, dressed and walked out the door properly.

The sun was already hanging outside and the sun was shining brightly.

He stood in the doorway and looked up to the sky with his face slightly raised. The golden sunlight hit him on the face, covering him with warmth, and he withdrew his gaze, and suddenly smiled, "Sure enough, it was devilish!"

"Shizi? You... what are you laughing at?" Qingquan practiced all night long. When he came back sleepily at this time, he saw Rong Jing standing at the doorway and laughed at himself. He was sleepy and suddenly opened his eyes and looked suspiciously. he.

"What about Yao Lao?" Rong Jing asked with a smile.

"Yao Lao is in the drug garden? Shizi, are you looking for him? I'll call Yao Lao?" Qingquan was bewitched by Rong Jing's smile, thinking that Shizi would laugh like this.

"Well! Find him!" Rong nodded.

Qingquan responded, quickly spread his legs and ran to the medicine garden.

It didn't take long for Yao Lao to come from the drug garden and see Rong Jing standing at the door with a smile on his mouth, seeming to be extremely happy. He looked at Rong Jing doubtfully, "Shizi, why are you looking for Xiao Lao Er?"

The Seventh Prince is about to enter Beijing. Is Shizi still so happy? Don't you worry about Miss Asagi cooking rice and cooking mature rice? No wonder he thinks this way. Rong Jing is very different from yesterday. His mind was unpredictable yesterday. The whole person was a bit gloomy, but today is as warm as jade and warm as the sun. Such a big change overnight made him have to think about it.

"Give me your Jieling Pill!" Rong Jing said.

"Ah?" Yao Lao was surprised, "Shizi, wouldn't you like to use Jie Ling Pill for Miss Qingyue?"

"Hmm!" Rong nodded.

"Once the medicine is used, she will wake up immediately." Yao Lao stressed.

"Wake up and wake up!" Rong Jing smiled.

"You... are you really... raw rice is cooked to mature rice?" So you are not afraid? Yao Lao looked at Rong Jing strangely.

Rong Jing reached out his hand and shook his head. He seemed to have some difficulty answering, "No!"

"Then you..." Yao Lao was disappointed. He felt such a great opportunity, Shizi missed it. How a pity? Miss Qingyue obviously has affection for Shizi, otherwise he will not be so nervous about his injury. When the Seventh Prince returns to Beijing, if he wants to do this again, according to Qing Shang's statement, it is difficult to cook rice again!

"Needless to say! Give me the medicine!" Rong Jing reached out his hand.

"Shizi, think about it again." Yao Lao stood still and struggled in the end.

Rong Jing chuckled, "Think about it! Some things, some people, will not work with this. Give me the medicine."

The old man seemed to understand something, reached for his arms, took out a bottle and handed it to Rong Jing.

Rong Jing reached over and took it, turned and walked back to the room.

Yao Lao sighed, turned around and walked out to the yard.

Back in the room, Rong Jing walked to the window, reached out to open the bottle stopper, poured out a pill, placed an inch on Yun Qianyue's lips, and said softly: "Come, eat!"

Yun Qianyue was motionless.

"Since you don't eat it yourself, then I'll feed you!" Rong Jing withdrew his hand, put the medicine in his mouth, leaned over, bowed his head, and covered Yun Qiangyue's lips.

The medicine spread out between the lips of the two people, and it was extremely bitter, but Rongjing didn't even know how to suffer, even without frowning.

Yun Qingyue frowned, unconsciously evading Rongjing's kiss.

No matter how she dodges, Rongjing's lips do not leave her. Finally, the pill was finally swallowed by Yun Qianyue. Her small face had become wrinkled and bitter.

Rong Jing no longer kissed, but pressed her lips to her lips, looked at Yun Qianyue's bitter face, and laughed lowly. Laughter wafted in the room, very clear and pleasant.

After a while, Yun Qianyue woke up, smashed her mouth, and her brows knotted, "It's bitter..."

Rong Jing retreated from her body, sat on the bedside and smiled at her, but did not say anything.

"It's hard to die, Rong Jing, what did you eat for me?" Yun Qianyue opened her eyes strenuously, seeing Rong Jing sitting on the bedside dimly, she vomited uncomfortably, and she vomited nothing, Frowned and asked.

Rong Jing remained silent.

"Are you dumb?" Yun Qingyue stretched out his hand on his forehead, feeling a little bit ignorant tonight.

Rong Jing continued to look at her if she had not heard of it.

Yun Qingyue no longer spoke, and the memory in her brain whirled. Suddenly she stopped at the moment before she fainted. She suddenly opened her eyes, woke up completely, sat up, and stared at Rongjing angrily, "You give me What's in the wine?"

Rong Jing remained silent.

"Say! What did you give me in the wine? What day is it today?" Yun Qianyue bullied him and grabbed Rong Jing's neck. He didn't find that his clothes were completely untied, and the spring light leaked out. , Angrily said: "What is your purpose?"

"How do you let me say this?" Rong Jing suddenly suffocated and opened his face.

Yun Qianyue loosed his hand and stared at Rong Jing bluntly, warning: "You better tell me a reason! Otherwise I will not spare you today."

"Cough, you..." Rong Jing's face was reddish and his voice was dull.

"What are you? Hurry up!" Yun Qianyue's heart was filled with anger. Why didn't she guard him?

"You... you put on your clothes first, and then I will tell you slowly." Rong Jing did not look at Yun Qianyue, and said softly.

Yun Qingyue froze and looked down, only to find that her clothes had been unraveled, her face changed, she immediately released Rongjing's hand, stretched her hand over the quilt, wrapped herself, and looked at Rongjing whitishly, trembling. Angrily said: "What's wrong with me?"

Her eyes were not so bad that she couldn't see the marks on her body like kiss marks...

Rong Jing looked at Yun Qingyue's pale face and sighed helplessly, "I didn't treat you!"

"How dare you say you didn't treat me? Then I... what happened to the kiss marks on my body?" Yun Qiangyue was annoyed and looked at Rong Jing's well-dressed sitting on the bedside, she looked like this, her face was red and white Jiajia, cursing: "You are shameless, you dare to me..."

"Hush, I didn't do anything to you!" Rong Jing reached out and covered Yun Qingyue's mouth, his brows were soft, and he whispered unnaturally: "I just kissed you, hugged you, um, again I touched you..."

How's the call to her? Yun Qianyue was ashamed and angry. He waved Rongjing's hand away and pointed at him. You found the voice after a while, and said angrily: "Are you a Rongjing? Are you talking about it? Are you still the first wizard of Heavenly Saints? What about Gaoyang in the cloud? Gentle and gentle gentleman, gentle like jade? Just do such shameless things to me?"

"Huh? I have you said so well?" Rong Jing raised an eyebrow with a smile.

Yun Qianyue suddenly choked.

Rong Jing leaned over and stretched out his hand to hug her across the quilt, and said softly: "Although I really want to deal with you, I really did not deal with you. If I want to deal with you, when I was in the water yesterday, If you come to me, I will treat you, but have you done nothing to you?"

"Then...then my body...you..." Yun Qianyue thinks about it too. She doesn't have any backache pain. He shouldn't have happened, but there are kiss marks on her body. He must take advantage of her coma. , Do not act as a gentleman.

"You're lying beside me, and I'm not Liu Xiahui. Naturally, I will treat you... Actually I still want to..." Rongjing's lips came close to Yun Qianyue's lips, and his voice was dull.

Yun Qingyue shuddered, her heart fluttered twice, and her small, pale face heard such a word, and she reached out to open Rongjing. She was angry and annoyed, ashamed and angry, "You avoid it, first Make it clear! Tell me why you gave me medicine. If you don’t make it clear, you don’t want to touch me again!"

She heard him just say that yesterday, she looked up at the sky, and now the sun is shining brightly, that is to say, she did not delay her going to Yunwu Mountain to give her mother a sacrifice! She felt relieved.

Rong Jing let go, let go of Yun Qingyue, smiled and said, "That wine..."