After being read, the abstinent prince bullies others with his wife every day

Midsummer, the hour of Xu.

"Hey, please be gentle..."

The goosebump-inducing coquettishness began to shake with the sound of a "splash" as she entered the water.

"Song Lang, are you going to drown me?"

The man, who had already thrown away his clothes impatiently, laughed and lifted the beautiful woman high out of the water: "Mother He, it's such a beautiful day, wouldn't it be happy for you and me to have sex here?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the soft snow-white surface was covered by a dark shadow. The beautiful woman giggled and moaned, then closed her eyes and enjoyed it.

The overlapping shadows of people and the gurgling sound of water carried the lingering sad voice far away.

The two people who were drowning had no idea that someone behind the rockery a few meters away was seeing the whole scene.

Lin Shuning took a bite of the steamed bun in his hand and felt emotional.

Exciting, so exciting!

She was looking for a chance to eat, and when she turned around she saw a real-life pornographic picture.

Look at this posture, this figure, this voice...

Lin Shuning sighed twice, the ancients were right.

She took two steps forward, trying to see the two people's faces clearly, but she heard a loud "bang" suddenly coming from the side.

Lin Shuning was so frightened that her heart trembled instantly. It was not because she was timid, but because she had not seen enough!

She didn't care about anything else and hurried to look at the two people in the pond. She saw the setting sun and the lone wild goose flying together in the pond, and the man and woman were intoxicated. Only then did she let go of her worry and turned to look at the "culprit".

The shadows of the trees blocked most of the moonlight. Lin Shuning couldn't see the person's face clearly, but he could tell from his figure that he was a man.

Lin Shuning glared at him and muttered to himself, "Brother, you don't have to be so anxious if you want to see it. Do you know how loud the noise you just made was? If they find out, neither of us will be able to see it! You have to be quiet when eating melons, got it?"

The man was startled for a moment, and after a long while he responded in a low, hoarse voice, "Yeah."

Lin Shuning nodded with satisfaction, expressing her admiration for this man who shared the same taste as her.

"What's your name? What kind of errand do you do in the mansion?"

Under the dim moonlight, the man's face was a little pale and his thin lips were slightly pursed.

"Yuanliang, the one who burns firewood in Beiyuan."

The man spoke in a cold tone, with one hand covering his abdomen the whole time.

This guy……

Could it be...

Lin Shuning narrowed his eyes and suddenly put his hand into his arms.

The man's eyes were fixed on Lin Shuning's hand, and alarm bells were ringing in his heart.

His already weak body immediately tensed up into a string, and his hand silently pressed on the sword at his waist.

In the darkness, the cold and deep eyes were as sharp as a blade.

But before he could make a move, he saw a black, cold and hard steamed bun appear in front of him.

man:……?

Lin Shuning sighed and said helplessly: "This is the only one, there are no more, just eat and watch."

"Take it!"

Seeing that he didn't answer, Lin Shuning urged him: "Hurry up, don't waste time, hey, they're coming back!"

She got so anxious that she threw the steamed bun into the man's arms and went to eavesdrop.

All I could hear was the man's low panting and the woman's charming voice blending together: "Huh...Huh...Mother He, I'll try harder and give our son Cheng Yu a younger brother. That old man Lin Cheng still thinks Cheng Yu is his son. I'm really looking forward to the day when he learns the truth. Will he be so angry that he dies?"

The woman breathed quickly and laughed sweetly, "Ha... Cheng Yu is now a treasure in Lin Cheng's eyes. When the old man dies, his son will inherit the family property. Then the entire Shangshu Mansion will belong to us. Why are you in such a hurry..."

Tsk tsk tsk, this man is no good!

Look at the sweat on my forehead. It’s only been a short time. I feel so weak…

Lin Shuning chewed the dry and hard steamed bun in his mouth, with a sarcastic smile on his face.

The two familiar faces in front of him were none other than the original owner's father's favorite concubine and the new housekeeper who had just arrived in the mansion.

She got a big bite as soon as she arrived.

That's right, the soul contained in this shell has been replaced.

The real Lin Shuning is dead.

It's ridiculous that the legitimate daughter of a minister's family lives a life worse than a dog in the mansion. Her father doesn't love her, and her mother doesn't care about her. Even the servants can boss her around, step on her head, and humiliate her in every way.

A few days ago, she was wrongly accused by her elder sister Lin Rouan of stealing her jade hairpin, and was punished by her biological mother Wang to kneel in the rain for a whole night, catching a cold.

But Wang didn't allow anyone to visit her. The servants took advantage of the situation and, in order to show their loyalty to Lin Rouan, they not only beat and scolded her, but also didn't give her even a bowl of rice or a drop of water, and starved the original owner to death.

Lin Shuning took another bite of the steamed bun, and it wasn't until he felt the warmth in his stomach again that he gradually began to feel the reality.

She found it sad that she, a 21st century female doctor of medicine who was an expert in both medicine and poison, was assassinated on her way to perform a secret operation for a senior state official.

But God took pity on her and gave her a chance to live again.

Even though the script was a poor little one, all I had to do was rewrite it.

Lin Shuning's eyes were burning as he quickly finished the steamed bun in his hand without noticing any changes in the man next to him.

From the beginning, he could constantly hear the voice of the woman in front of him.

But he could see clearly that the woman didn't say anything, but he was sure that he had not heard it wrong.

Twenty-first century?

Reborn?

Is the person in front of me a human or a ghost?

He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't notice that the mutton-fat jade pendant on his waist was gradually glowing.

A familiar burning sensation came from his chest, burning his internal organs. Everything in front of him became more and more blurry. He vomited a mouthful of blood, and was very sure that he must have been poisoned, which caused such hallucinations.

Lin Shuning frowned as he smelled the increasingly obvious smell of blood.

When he turned around, he saw that his partner who was watching the show had fallen to the ground, gasping for breath. Because of the slope of the rockery, he rolled down and finally fell to the ground.

Without the obstruction of the tree, she could now see the man's face clearly.

It was a face unparalleled in the world.

He had handsome eyebrows, a straight nose, lips that were not dyed red, and black hair that spread in front of his body, blending with his ink-black gown. Even with his eyes closed at this moment, it did not conceal his handsomeness in the slightest. The streak of blood on his lips even added an inexplicable sense of charm to him.

Oh my god!

Lin Shuning swallowed his saliva, his heart beating like a drum.

It was the first time she saw such a handsome man!

Lin Shuning involuntarily walked towards where the man was, but his foot seemed to kick something, and it flew out with a "ding-dang-dang" sound - it was a sword.

Now, the sounds of lovemaking in the pool disappeared. It was so quiet that the only sounds that could be heard were Lin Shuning's breathing and the rustling sounds of her getting dressed.

Suddenly there was a loud shout.

"Damn it, which blind bastard dared to disturb my good deeds! Today is the day you die!"

Lin Shuning's mouth twitched and his eyes fell on the "Sleeping Beauty".

Is she running, or is she running?