For a very hungry person, let alone giving a piece of meat bone, it would be delicious.

Song Qin held the little girl's slender wrist. At first, she really couldn't bear to see her hurt. She simply kissed her to know that he felt distressed. However, when her lips touched her thin wrist, Song Qin couldn't bear to let go. She raised her eyes lightly and saw that she was tilting her head. She didn't like it but didn't cry or annoyed. Song Qin breathed heavily and her lips went down her wrist little by little.

It was like a string of water drops down her wrist. Tang Yu was like an worm ant on her upper body, becoming more and more uncomfortable. When she saw the towel he was holding in his left hand dripping water, she finally found an excuse to get rid of this kind of pain but made her panic more than pain, and whispered: "Prince, I want to wipe my face."

Song Qin was thinking of her now and was afraid that she would make the little girl cry again. She reluctantly finally felt indifferent, straightened her waist and handed her the towel.

Tang Yu took it with both hands and lowered his head to wipe his face.

Song Qin stared at her quietly, her eyes moved from her scattered black hair to her collar. She was only wearing a thin middle coat. He was just anxious to coax her, and the middle coat was loose. She cried and swollen, her eyes probably didn't realize that something was wrong, but Song Qin saw a large area of ​​spring. The light was about to emerge through the thin clothes.

The fire in her body, which was poured down by her tears, started to flow again.

Song Qin lowered his head, otherwise he would be afraid that the little girl would be scared by the fire in his eyes. Seeing her put down her hand, Song Qin took the towel and left the bedside. She put the towel back to the original place. Song Qin blew the light one by one and returned to the bedside again. The little girl had already lying with her back to him. Song Qin closed the gauze tent, lay down, and lay flat.

What should she do if she cries again after eating?

If he doesn't eat, he can't help it.

Song Qin stared at the top of the bed and clenched his fists hard.

When people want to do whatever they want, they will try every means to find reasons. Song Qin thought that she cried last evening because he didn't grasp the strength and hurt her. Then he made a fool of himself and scared her again at night. He didn't pick her up today. As soon as she came back, he didn't even take action. How could her sweet person bear such grievances?

So, he changed tonight, he coaxed her well, and he came gently, would she be willing?

Compared with her, what is the face of a man? What's more, it's so dark that no one can see anyone's face.

"Sleep?" He turned over and asked to her back, his voice hoarse, like a wolf dripping from the sheep's pen and imitating the sheep's scream.

Tang Yu couldn't help but grab the mattress, and invisible danger enveloped her, but she didn't say anything.

"I'm really asleep?" Song Qin hugged her waist with her big hand, and didn't pull her. He pressed her over, "Yuer, I have something to say to you."

"What does the prince want to say?" His tone was unprecedentedly gentle, and Tang Yu's hair stood up all over his body. She would rather he speak coldly than listen to such a tone.

"I hurt you at that time, why didn't you tell me?" Song Qin lowered his head, and didn't move anywhere else, and his lips spoke to her ears. "Do I treat you well? You know in your heart. If you told me, wouldn't I be gentle? Do you think so?"

The gentle tone and elongated voice are full of tune and playful meaning.

Tang Yu guessed what he was going to do, she closed her eyes, and his hands had already arrived at the place where she was wronged yesterday, like pinching cotton, gently, looking at it as a treasure, and asked her in a low voice: "Does it still hurt?"

Tang Yu didn't want to speak.

Without getting an answer, Song Qin continued slowly. Even if the cotton was flat, he could still be bulged. The little girl was breathing in a mess. Song Qin finally turned her over, and the sweat on her forehead fell on her face. Song Qin pressed her face, her face was warm and without tears. This was the greatest encouragement. He was full of joy, enjoying her goodness, and becoming more aware of his stupidity yesterday.

"Yu'er, I'm sorry, I made you suffer yesterday..." Song Qin kissed her head and seduced her to speak, "Is this strength suitable? Yu'er, tell me, otherwise I'll worry that you are uncomfortable..."

Tang Yu was that ball of cotton. She was afraid of the storm. However, now she realized that it was as terrible as the wind and drizzle. The wind and rain were heavy, and it directly blew her down and smashed her. But such gentle wind made her bones soft. The rain fell on her body and trembled uncontrollably. The most terrifying thing was that she actually...

"Prince..." She called him in panic, wanting to beg him for pleasure, but couldn't speak.

"What did Yu'er tell me to do?" Song Qin finally discovered the trick and became more and more proficient. Tang Yu was shocked and shrank forward, just in time to shrink into his arms.

She threw herself into her arms and Song Qin pressed her down. With a pull of her big hand, she loosely sacked her middle clothes and left her body.

Tang Yu grabbed the mattress nervously.

Song Qin kissed the finger marks he left yesterday as if he was kissing her wrist. He remembered the word "light" firmly and was gentle in every way. After kissing for a while, he climbed up and touched her face and made sure she was not crying. He was completely relieved.

"Yuer, are you afraid?" He asked with sweat all over his body and pressed against her forehead.

Tang Yu was afraid and his body kept shaking.

Song Qin felt very distressed, but he knew that she would suffer this crime. He could not help her. He could only find a way to make up for it. He kept kissing her and used all his gentleness. "Yuer, I am not a human being. My dignified prince used this method to trick you into the royal palace...Yuer, don't worry, I will be responsible for you. When the matter between the Huns is solved, I will marry you when your father comes back..."

Tang Yu didn't hear any of the previous words in his heart. Until he said to marry her, Tang Yu finally came back to his senses from the strange throbbing that was about to drown her. She shook her head, "No..."

He only made a broken sound, and he ran out of patience.

~

The miserable screams reached the second room. Mingxi, who was vigilant outside, suddenly woke up. She looked at the door of the inner room and heard the girl crying intermittently, and the voice was shaking, accompanied by the prince's incoherent words, "Yuer, I will be responsible for you, I will marry you as the princess..."

At the beginning, there were only "Yuer" left.

Mingxi had never heard the prince speak in this voice, with great pleasure, as if he was leading thousands of troops to rush towards the enemy camp that had just been conquered.

Mingxi was trained and taught. He was deeply relieved to guess that the prince finally got his job, but the prince was happy. He couldn't help but cry, and Mingxi felt uncomfortable. Miss Tang was indeed pitiful. When something happened to her father, she was a noble daughter of the Marquis's Mansion and had to come over to serve the prince without any distinction. Although the prince's promises are good now, how many words can be believed in the words of a man in the bed?

I hope the prince will be pity for Miss Tang, and at the end I will give you the title of concubine.

Pulling up the quilt, Mingxi covered her ears hard, and she could still hear them, but she got used to it, and slowly fell asleep. She was confused. I don’t know how long it took, but she heard the master calling her. Mingxi quickly put on her clothes and rushed to the door, "Prince?"

"Prepare water."

Mingxi responded, quickly lit the lights, glanced at the hourglass, and when it was already past, she was secretly surprised. The prince was called water now, had he been there before...

In the inner room, Song Qin lit the lamp and returned to the bed. The little girl fell asleep, lying on the huge bed with a small glow, like a crabapple falling on the ground after the rain, pitiful. Song Qin sat down on the side and gently stroked her white face. Her eyes were swollen even more severely, but Song Qin didn't think it was ugly at all.

She finally belongs to him. Even if she still thinks about her good cousin, she is already his. As long as he treats her well, she will fall in love with him sooner or later.

Her fingertips flew past her frown brows, thinking of the mess she saw when she just wiped her, she felt pity and guilt.

The water was ready, Song Qin put on his wide outer robe for Tang Yu and carried her to the east room to take a bath. Mingxi came in to clean up the bed. Seeing the mottled Luohong on it, he thought that the prince had only a pair of little feet shaking slightly outside the robe in his arms just now, and guessed that the prince was going to be cruel. The little girl was afraid that she could not bear it and fainted.

As both women, Mingxi was in a complicated mood and quickly changed into a new mattress and returned to the outside room.

~

It was dawn again, and the sun was about to climb up to the roof. Yuanbao went outside and went to the bed. He went back to the house and ran to the bed. He buried his head into the gauze tent. Seeing that the owner was still sleeping, it returned to the ground, stood there for a while, ran to its puppy kennel, and played with the big bone inside. While playing, it forgot about the owner. He screamed excitedly. After finishing the phone, he remembered it and ran to the bedside.

Tang Yu looked at the bed inside with empty eyes, and she was particularly envious of Yuanbao's ability to play.

She also wanted to be a dog, and she didn't have to think about anything except eating, drinking, defecating and urinating every day. But even if she didn't want to think about it, those things would be penetrated by herself, and Song Qin broke in and occupied by him again and again. If there is, she will never forget it in her life.

I just lay there blankly, not wanting to move.

Mingxi came in to see her, Tang Yu closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. Mingxi left and she opened it again.

The sound of footsteps came from outside again, calm and powerful. Tang Yu's eyelashes trembled, he instinctively shrank his shoulders, and grabbed the corner of the quilt with his hand.

Song Qin walked to the screen and saw her hazy figure in the gauze tent. He suddenly didn't dare to get closer.

He thought about her for the whole morning and spoke to the ministers in the morning. He didn't hear a word clearly. His eyes and heart were all full of her. Her body like a willow in the darkness, her crying begging, and she was helpless in resisting his hands, and scenes were as if they were in the scene. He was thinking along the way, impatiently coming back, wanting to ask her again, but when he saw her, he was a little scared.

I was afraid that she would cry, and even more afraid that she would be calm and colder to him.

After standing for a quarter of an hour or even longer, Song Qin still did not step forward. He glanced at Yuanbao who was guarding her bedside. Song Qin lowered his eyes and turned around and left.

Tang Yu maintained his original posture, just as a man had never been there.

Song Qin returned to the front yard and asked Chu Feng to bring a pot of wine.

Chu Feng went to the wine cellar to get wine in wonder. He didn't understand why the prince was walking in the mansion and came back shortly after staying in the backyard. Could it be that the vixen made the prince unhappy again? What's the matter for this time? The prince has never used wine to relieve his sorrow.

I carried two jars, one jar was kept for later, and the other jar was served on the table.

Song Qin sat in the main hall, drinking and pouring himself, looking down at the wine, and she was also in the wine.

He regretted it, he shouldn't have been blinded by desire.

Chu Feng stood at the door and saw his master's face... lonely and sad. He felt inexplicably sad. He plucked up the courage to come over and whispered: "Prince, Miss Tang, have you angry again?" Alas, it was so frustrating that he was not sweet. He wanted to persuade the prince to release the vixen and ask her to harm others. She is not the only beauty in the world.

Song Qin grabbed the wine bowl and was about to hit her confidant. Thinking that Chu Feng was usually smarter, he put down the wine bowl and said to the table: "I was the king who provoked her."

Chu Feng curled his lips in his heart. The prince was indeed fascinated by the vixen and lost his soul. Everyone knew that he had taken the wrong one on him. If the vixen served him well, the prince was so calm and calm, how could he be angry with her?

However, since the prince likes the vixen, Chu Feng can only help with advice. "Prince, the day before yesterday, Hou Jingning sent a letter back, did you forget?"

Song Qin moved his fingers. Jingning Hou sent a letter from home. He intercepted him before entering Beijing. On the day he received the letter, he misunderstood that she was thinking about Wei Zhao, so he put it aside for the time being...

"Take it." Song Qin ordered coldly.
Chapter completed!