Let Me Pursue You

While thinking secretly, Yuan Cixian used the pen and paper on several tables beside her to write a note to Lu Shiqing later, when suddenly she heard a soft whisper in the silent carriage, which seemed to come from Zheng Zhuo's mouth sleep talking.

She turned her head to look at his face when she heard the sound, and saw that although his face was still pale, the dark and lifeless aura that had settled on his forehead had subsided a little, thinking that his life was safe, so she didn't move closer to take care of him.

However, it was too quiet in the carriage, even if she was far away, she could still hear him calling "water", as if she was extremely thirsty in sleepiness. Seeing that Chen Zhan hadn't returned yet, she had no choice but to find out the water bladder in the car. After unscrewing the lid of the bladder, she supported the back of his neck with one hand, and tilted the mouth of the bladder toward his mouth with the other hand.

Zheng Zhuo seemed to be aware of something in his half-dream and half-awake, and started to drink by himself.

Yuan Cixian was afraid that the cold water would hurt his body, so he didn't give him more to drink, and took it back after pouring a little. He frowned as if he didn't drink enough, but he didn't fight subconsciously. He lay down peacefully, and then continued to talk nonsense and babble intermittently.

Yuan Cixian packed the water bag, looked back to see that the quilt on his body had slipped a little due to the action just now, and stepped forward to cover him, so he heard him vaguely say: "Mother, no one pushes the baby..."

She was slightly taken aback, and said that the dream talk was related to the assassination incident by the Qujiang River just now, so she moved her ear closer, but she kept listening to him repeating: "No one pushes the baby, I fell it myself..."

Yuan Cixian frowned, thinking that she had lost her mind, and just about to retreat from the low couch, suddenly the back of her hand felt cold, and Zheng Zhuo, who was drowsy from the dream, grabbed her hand: "Mother...I'm fine, no one Bully me...you don't have to speak for me..."

She twitched her eyebrows in embarrassment, and hurriedly withdrew her hand, but unexpectedly, when he was seriously injured and fell asleep, his strength was also amazing. This twitch did not move at all, but was held a little tighter by him.

Yuan Cixian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and tried to break his fingers, but in vain, she had to put one hand against the edge of the couch to borrow strength, and desperately pulled her hand out, while calling him: "Your Highness, I'm not Xue Cairen, please let go!"

She failed to wake up Zheng Zhuo, but fortunately Chen Zhan came.

When Chen Zhan lifted the curtain and saw this scene, his face turned pale in fright. He put aside a hu suit and hurried forward to help her get out. After putting Zheng Zhuo's hand back in the quilt, he apologized to her: "Master, I offended you!" , Your Highness didn't mean it."

Of course Yuan Cixian knew that he didn't mean to admit his mother, so she covered her red and sore hand behind her back and shook it twice, relaxed a bit, then reached out to take the Hufu, and explained: "There is something urgent in the wine shop. The official is here, and the other party dare not chase this alley, so you just wait here for news from Minister Lu."

Chen Zhan nodded, seeing that she got up and was about to lift the curtain, suddenly turned around and asked, "Your Highness was talking in sleep just now, saying that no one pushed him, and he fell down by himself. What kind of thing is this?"

He froze for a moment, thought for a while, and said uncertainly: "Maybe he was talking about his childhood. The villain heard that His Highness was in a bad situation when he was young, and was often bullied by his brothers. Almost broke a leg. Xue Cairen was so distressed that he cried and asked him who did it, but he refused to tell."

After hearing this, Yuan Cixian hesitated, sighed, and went down without saying anything.

After burning incense, she successfully pretended to be the orchid of the wine shop under the cover of picking sticks. When she arrived at the door of Lu Shiqing's wing, she moved in with a fruit plate.

There were a few barbarians playing music inside, and two orchids were dancing beside them, their blue long skirts twirling like wind and water. At a glance, she saw Lu Shiqing sitting at the farthest position from them, talking to an official next to her, and she didn't seem to notice any cute little orchid mingled in.

While she was satisfied, she was also slightly worried. The fiery red dress she was wearing was very similar to what she wore when she was dressed as a Uighur girl in the suburbs of Chang'an last year, and the veil was almost the same. She was not afraid that Lu Shiqing would not be able to recognize her with his eyes, but she couldn't match that he would not look at her at all.

But it's not easy for her to make a sound to attract his attention, so that everyone present will find out that something is wrong.

After she put down the melons and fruits, she should have left, but Lu Shiqing really didn't give her half an eye from the beginning to the end. Before retreating to the door, he heard the sheng music playing to the boiling point. The music became more and more urgent, and the two The orchid spun around quickly, she closed her eyes and turned her head to join them.

Several officials at the side of the long case were provoked by this sudden act of "sending melon orchids" to look sideways. However, Lu Shiqing was still talking unhurriedly to an old minister beside him: "What you said is not unreasonable..."

He paused at this point, and suddenly felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing towards his face, as if a group of bright red peonies were approaching, and when he looked closely, he saw an orchid who appeared out of nowhere, spinning and walking towards him. This has always been about to slant into his arms.

Lu Shiqing didn't have time to think deeply, his body had already reacted first, and the moment she was about to fall on him, he suddenly got up and retreated.

With a sound of "bang", Yuan Cixian fell to the ground with her chest down, and let out a painful "hiss".

"..." She really shouldn't have hoped for him.

The officials on all sides were startled by the loud noise, they turned their heads to look at her, and the music in the room also stopped abruptly. Lu Shiqing was frowned and was about to straighten his clothes and sleeves, when he heard the somewhat familiar "hiss" sound, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and lowered his head involuntarily.

When he lowered his head, the man lying on the ground turned his head angrily and aggrieved, and looked at him with tears like peach petals.

He recognized Yuan Cixian at a glance, and his two phoenix eyes instantly became four big, but he quickly realized where he was and who was around him, and he quickly returned to normal.

Unexpectedly, the official closest to Yuan Cixian saw this and said to him with emotion: "Lu Shilang really doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade."

His pupils shrank, and he immediately bent over to take a step forward, and stretched out a hand to block her at the right time, and gave her a hand through Yuan Cixian's sleeve, and then said plainly and apologetically: "Ms. Lu is rude."

After finishing speaking, he quietly pinched her arm in a place where no one else could see, as a punishment, as if blaming her for coming here to play for nothing.

Just now when "Shuangfeng" landed on the ground, Yuan Cixian was so painful that his eyes were filled with stares, and now he wanted to cry, but he didn't forget the business, and he quickly stuffed a note into his hand the moment he was picked up by him.

Lu Shiqing suddenly understood, his face remained unchanged, he quietly hid the note between his fingers, then returned to the seat, took a brocade handkerchief to wipe his hands, and under such a cover-up, he could see the contents clearly at a glance.

Everyone present naturally thought that Hu Ji was dirty, and someone couldn't help asking: "Could it be that Lu Shilang is also so ruthless towards Lancang County Lord?"

Yuan Cixian didn't plan to stay for a long time, she had already retreated to the door, ready to leave with a dingy and injured appearance, but she stopped when she heard this, and she was a little curious about his answer.

Lu Shiqing looked ahead, and noticed her pause from the corner of his eye. Thinking that she must have been wronged and wanted to hear something good, he replied with a smile: "At home, my wife's behavior is a little more ruthless than Lu's."

Everyone around was stunned and sighed.

Although he didn't answer directly, his words clearly had more impact than "no". It's hard to see that Lu Shiqing's notoriously stinky face can still be a fear of guilt.

Thinking about it this way, the poor little Orchid just now was not wronged.

Yuan Cixian moved out the door happily when she heard the words, and was picked up to support her out of the wine shop.

After the news had been sent, she decided to let go of Zheng Zhuo's side, so as not to offend the eyes of those who cared. After she came out, she chose the old way back home, rubbing her swollen and painful chest all the way.

About half an hour after she returned to the mansion, Lu Shiqing also came back. Hearing from the servant that she was in the bedroom, he rushed into the courtyard carrying a bunch of miscellaneous things. When he arrived at the bedroom, he saw that she seemed to have just finished taking a bath. She was wearing a thin underwear, with black hair lazily squinting, sleeping on her stomach. On the bed, the head is separated by the arm, and a pillow is placed under the arm.

At the side, Shicui was pinching her shoulders and thumping her back.

Seeing that she didn't seem to notice him coming, Lu Shiqing quietly gave Shi Cui a wink to signal her to back off, then lightly put down the pile of food bought from the West Market to make amends, sat down by the bed and took over her work .

Yuan Cixian had a sore back and a sore back, and was so tired that she almost fell asleep, and she didn't notice the difference in strength and technique between the two of them at all.

Lu Shiqing had never done this kind of work for others, so she didn't know how to control the severity for a while, so she took it lightly to avoid hurting her, but she was probably too cautious, and after a while, Yuan Cixian said in a daze: "You The cat scratches it, it's heavier..."

He couldn't breathe, and quietly increased his strength. Although the skin and flesh touched by the hand is separated by a layer of underwear, it is still smooth, tender and greasy. It is wonderful. I only feel that Yuan Cixian's figure will become plump if it is more, and it will show its bones if it is less. It is called pinching shoulders. Those who beat their backs really enjoyed it.

Lu Shiqing didn't notice it himself, and after a while, his palms slowly burned up, and his movements were also tainted with lust, almost changing from pinching to stroking, sliding across her waist all the way up, Uncontrollably, his hand passed under her side, went around the front of her squeezed head, and rubbed it.

Yuan Cixian let out a short cry of "ah", and suddenly rolled to the side of the bed, and then looked at him in horror with wide-open eyes covering the violated place on her chest.

It was only then that Lu Shiqing realized what shameless thing he had done just now, and looked back at her with wide eyes, as if he felt very inconceivable about his frivolous behavior.

"You... When did you come here!" Yuan Cixian came to his senses in an instant, and asked him angrily, his eyes burning.

Lu Shiqing coughed, rolled his eyes and said, "Not long ago."

Yuan Cixian didn't let him get away with it, and said angrily: "It's not enough for you to fall, you still have to pinch my chest!"

"..."

With such a straightforward question, Yuan Cixian is probably the only one in the world.

Lu Shiqing had no choice but to explain seriously: "Didn't I see that you hurt from the fall? Go to the bruise and swelling, and get better sooner."

Also make excuses. She went to his to silt!

Yuan Cixian picked up the thin quilt at hand, and threw it at him bitterly, beckoning him to leave.

At this time, he had no choice but to let go of his face, took the quilt and put it aside, took off his boots and went to bed, and said: "I'm serious, show me." As he said that, he was about to touch her skirt .

Yuan Cixian slapped his hand away in disgust: "Lu Shiqing, you are getting dirtier and dirtier!" She climbed onto the bed without washing her hands, and even tried to defile such a refreshing her.

Lu Shiqing smiled and leaned over: "Then I will use my mouth."

The hands may indeed be dirty, but the mouth is clean.