On a cold winter night, thin clouds obscured the moonlight, and the first snow fell between the courtyards without realizing it.

The lights in the main house have gone out, but you can vaguely hear the soft conversation between the two women:

"Auntie, this time I go out, Tang Jingwen and Zuo Lingquan..."

"Rules are correct, no random things..."

"How could it be that I'm not stupid? They must have kissed..."

"well……"

Tuanzi squatted on the windowsill of the west wing, Shier snorted and wanted to find a soft place to sleep, but the master told it to keep a watch and did not dare to run around. He could only stare at the sparse snowflakes listlessly in a daze.

Behind the window was a neat and clean boudoir, with the lights turned off, but the curtains were not put down.

Tang Jingyan lay on the pillow, her eyes covered with the black eye mask made by Wu Qingwan, and her teeth were lightly biting her fiery red lips. She breathed unsteadily and breathed like orchids.

The warm yellow bellyband was embroidered with a bird ball, and it was fat and was originally very cute.

It’s a pity that it changed its shape at this time and was bitten from time to time. If the dumpling saw it, I don’t know if I would get angry.

The white silk pants were pulled down a little, half wrapped around her plump buttocks. Although the light was dim, you could still vaguely see the tension-filled peach.

Compared with Tang Jingyan, who was lost in his mind, Zuo Lingquan was much more awake and stretched Jingyan's muscles and bones gently and considerately. He felt that Jingyan could not bear it anymore, so he asked softly:

"Yan'er, didn't the ancestor come?"

"Um……"

Tang Jingwen's mind was occupied by shyness and intoxication, and her thoughts were a little short-circuited. She suddenly felt interrupted by words, and a little loss appeared on her cheeks, and she also felt a little awake. She felt it carefully:

"The woman didn't know where to hide, so she probably wouldn't come... You, keep going, I'll tell you when she comes, and then you'll toss her..."

Zuo Lingquan is indeed floating in the air, but he is indeed frightened. The two feelings are mixed together, which is quite exciting to be honest.

Seeing that the ancestor Shangguan had not been offended, Zuo Lingquan was reluctant to stop, so he hugged Tang Jingyan a little tightly, and his right hand slid down along the waistline.

But before the white jade tiger bit his finger, Zuo Lingquan realized that something was wrong, as if something was staring at him.

The boudoir was dark and the girls in the house were in their own rooms, and they didn't hear the formation being touched.

Zuo Lingquan thought it was an illusion, but in a blink of an eye, he glanced around and looked at the top of the curtain. His body suddenly froze and almost was scared to death.

I saw a translucent golden ghost floating there quietly at the top of the curtain, staring at him calmly.

I don't know when it appeared, the scene looked a bit weird, but the eyes that could shock the soul completely made people feel terrifying. All they could feel was an unattainable sense of oppression.

Tang Jing was blindfolded, her hands were awkward and hugged Zuo Lingquan's neck, waiting for her lover's bullying, but after waiting for a long time there was no feedback. She stammered her lips, hesitated for a while, and then said:

"The dead woman didn't come, why didn't you move?"

Zuo Lingquan lay on his side with a stiff expression, looking at the woman in gold skirt close to her, wanting to speak, but she didn't know how to say hello.

Tang Jingwen waited for a while before she realized something was wrong. She raised her blindfold a little, and then looked up and saw the female ghost in golden clothes above. She was so shocked that she trembled and hugged Zuo Lingquan:

"ah!"

As soon as he exclaimed, Tang Jingyan reacted again.

Although it was the first time she and Old Ancestor Shangguan face to face, the feelings on the other party made her guess who it was.

Tang Jingwen's expression froze, her eyes opened a crack, and she glanced at the woman in the golden skirt above, carefully protected Zuo Lingquan, frowned in fear:

"Die...Damn, why are you here by yourself? Why aren't you going to be a ghost?"

The woman in the golden skirt was quietly suspended, her eyes were not filled with emotion, staring at the pair of men and women below:

"You can continue, just be assuming that the deity does not exist."

Doesn't exist?

Zuo Lingquan had a great courage, but he probably couldn't get up even if he was stared at him like this. He pulled up the bedding a little to cover Jingyan and said awkwardly:

"Senior, this is probably not good. Jingyun and I are in private. Come and stare..."

"Don't you want me to come over and teach me a lesson?"

"No." Zuo Lingquan shook his head quickly: "I don't mean disrespectful to my seniors, but Jingxian and I are in love. Seniors always come over at critical moments. Isn't it a bit bad?"

Tang Jing was not afraid of death when she was really here, but she was still a little cowardly. She hid in Zuo Lingquan's arms and plucked up her momentum:

"Yes, it's my business for me to be intimate with a man. What does it mean to run over and interrupt?"

Shangguan Yutang didn't want to interrupt, but what could she do? She couldn't lie on the lotus platform and burst into spring.

But Shangguan Yutang would not tell the two of them about such a situation that is subject to others, but just said:

"Where do I want to go, I need your consent?"

This is a bit unreasonable.

Zuo Lingquan spread his hands and said, "Senior, I know that you are well-behaved and take good care of me, but you still have to make some sense in everything. Jingxian and I do such things, and there is no way to hinder others. You keep coming over to observe and don't take much reason."

Tang Jingwen also nodded: "Yes, you are at least your daughter's house. You don't feel ashamed to come to see me and the man?"

Shangguan Yutang's expression was indifferent, floating quietly in the air, with no sign of leaving. The look in his eyes probably meant that I wouldn't leave, what do you do to me?

Zuo Lingquan hugged Tang Jingyan, and was stared at by Shangguan's ancestor as if he was on his back. After a moment of stalemate, he could only let go in disappointment.

But Tang Jingyan was not convinced. If she gave in today, wouldn’t she be almost like a widow in the future? She didn’t believe that Shangguan Yutang really dared to stare at him, bit her lower lip, and gave up:

"If you want to see it, just look at it. Anyway, you are a woman's family, and it's not us who suffer."

As he said that, he hugged Zuo Lingquan's neck again:

"Let's go on, don't care about her."

Zuo Lingquan was stared at by the ancestor, so he had no nerve to continue to be frivolous and quiet, but Jingyan was very proactive and took his hand directly and placed it on his bellyband.

Shangguan Yutang's figure was a little illusory, and she was obviously impacted. She frowned slightly, fell down, and directly merged into Tang Jingyun's body.

Tang Jingyan's movements were paused, and then his whole aura began to rise step by step.

Zuo Lingquan knew what Shangguan Zu was doing, so he hurriedly stopped from the dumpling and sat up.

Shangguan Yutang quickly took the initiative in his body, turned over, took off his eye mask, and took down the floor and lifted his silk pants to his waist.

Because Tang Jingyan's figure was round and plump, the silk pants were a little tight, and she jumped slightly, and the edges of the silk pants slipped through the fatty powder ball.

This action brings up bumpy buttocks, which is pleasing to the eye. From behind, the curve is extremely graceful.

Zuo Lingquan couldn't look directly at the white moon and asked awkwardly:

"Senior Shangguan, where are you going?"

Shangguan Yutang did not respond, and put his skirt on his body, then walked out of the door with his embroidered shoes.

Zuo Lingquan was afraid of something unexpected, so he could only follow behind. Unexpectedly, Old Master Shangguan was very good at doing things. He ran out of the main house when he went out, pushed open Jiang Yi's door, ran in and said anxiously:

"Princess, Zuo Lingquan...he...ah~I won't live anymore..."

I used Tang Jingxian's tone, and was even more aggrieved and embarrassed and angry!!!

This trick to remove the firewood from the cauldron made Zuo Lingquan stunned.

The main room was in full swing, and two women's voices came out immediately:

"Zuo Lingquan! Do you take me and my aunt seriously?!"

"Jingyan, don't cry, what's wrong with Ling Quan?"

"I...I..."

The ancestor Shangguan should have left, and Tang Jingyi's clothes were not covered in her body. It was obviously difficult to explain, so she could only follow the words:

"I don't know, you guys ask him."

"Zuo Lingquan, what's wrong with you?"

"Ling Quan, why did you bully Jingyan like this? Are you kissing her? Don't cry if you cough Jingyan..."

"I...ah..."

The dumpling on the windowsill said in confusion, "Ji?", obviously not understanding the current situation...—

The next day.

The city of the capital is covered with silver, as if the entire city has turned white overnight.

Outside the palace of the Concubine and under the palace walls, men and women walked side by side, leaving two strings of footprints on the thin snow.

The woman's steps were a little heavy and she stepped on it more deeply; the man walked with his hands behind his back, and his expression was still very helpless.

"Honestly, what did you do to Tang Jingying last night?"

"Just kissed."

"I kissed her and she reacted so much. She went to my house to complain, and I believed that you had made her strong. She accepted you. When did she react like this?"

"Oh... it's hard to describe."

...

Last night, Tang Jingwen ran to Jiang Yi's house and was no longer embarrassed to come out. She was embarrassed by Shangguan's ancestor, so she couldn't tell Jiang Yi about it.
To be continued...