The woman is not very virtuous, and the handsome man touches her hard

Zhuang Yumian was brought into the princess's mansion by the doorman.

I just felt that the mansion was very large, with pavilions, towers, flying eaves and green tiles, clusters of flowers blooming everywhere, and exquisite lanterns on the corridors like fragments of a hanging waning moon.

Walking along the flower-lined path, you will find the waterside pavilion and garden at the corner. Every detail is meticulously crafted and every detail is a work of art that is beyond compare.

Finally walked into the largest main courtyard.

"This is the Penglai Courtyard where the princess lives!" The doorman led the way there. "Master Zhuang, just go in."

Zhuang Yumian said calmly, "Thank you very much."

After the doorman left, Zhuang Yumian stood in Penglai Courtyard for a while.

The candlelight in the room was filled with golden light, like a golden carpet spread on the ground. As he stepped in, the rich fragrance surrounded his nostrils.

His gaze was fixed on the swing bed under the tree, his eyes dark and deep.

He stood quietly.

The moonlight was as gentle as it was tender, and the branches of the blooming crabapple blossoms responded with such warmth, just like the moment he saw with his own eyes that the swing bed was confirmed... his heart was boiling.

"I didn't lie to you, the swing bed in my yard is very big and sturdy..." Su Qianou walked out of the room with a smile.

The deep look in Zhuang Yumian's eyes faded away and he turned around.

"The county lord."

"Your tone is so cold?" Su Qianou approached and poked his chest with the jade flute in her hand. "Is it because we haven't seen each other for so long that you have become unfamiliar with me?"

Zhuang Yumian pursed his lips and said, "My princess is wrong."

Su Qianou played with the jade flute and took him to sit at the stone table under the tree. "What's wrong?"

"I see the princess every day in my dreams, and I don't feel strange."

Zhuang Yumian frowned slightly as he spoke, and he seemed to smell the scent of alcohol.

Su Qianou: "If you only keep the first half of what you just said, and omit the word '与' and '相见', I will admit that we are not strangers. Repeat after me: 'I am in a dream'...how do you do it?"

Zhuang Yumian: ...

Unable to speak.

The woman sitting under the crabapple tree was like a painting, with clear features. The candlelight shone from far away in the house, making her eyelashes look even curlier. Every time she blinked, Zhuang Yumian felt an inexplicable itch in his heart.

The fingertips in his sleeves moved unconsciously and he asked.

"Wen Jiu Si Jun Club is owned by the princess?"

Su Qianou's eyes lit up with pride: "It's mine. I bought the whole building and the young master inside! That's the money I'll use to support you guys in the future! I only have one now, but I'll definitely have them all over the place in the future!"

"The princess has great ambitions!"

"That's right. It opens tomorrow, so I went over to check it out today. I didn't expect someone would come here just to admire your reputation, only to find me. After discovering I'm a fake, they accused me of being fickle and even kicked over one of my desks."

When she heard Cheng Jinzhou describe the Jade-faced Scholar, she had a guess in her mind that this person might be Zhuang Yumian.

Zhuang Yumian's sitting posture is like a rock standing upright, solid and rugged.

"I'm sorry to trouble the princess."

"You're not the one who's wrong! But if you want to apologize, I'm not bothering to stop you."

Su Qianou handed him the flute.

Zhuang Yumian reached out and took it: "What does the princess want to hear?"

"Whatever you want. I can't find anything interesting in the song anyway, so just play it casually..." Su Qianou looked at him steadily. His obsessive-compulsive disorder basically made him want to finish playing a song.

"it is good."

Zhuang Yumian responded slowly.

He laid the jade flute horizontally, opened his thin lips slightly, and the melodious flute sound suddenly rang out in the thick night.

Su Qianou took out a pair of scissors from her bosom, stood on the stone bench, cut off a few branches of crabapple, and mouthed to Zhuang Yumian.

"This is your first visit, and this is a welcome gift."

Zhuang Yumian played the flute melodiously, his fingers danced gracefully, and his affectionate eyes looked at her deeply.

Su Qianou fiddled with the crabapple branches. No matter how she trimmed the branches, she was not satisfied. She frowned, and suddenly, her eyes lit up.

Then, under his gaze, she loosened her clothes, hooked the rope around her neck and pried it with scissors -

Not only did he cut the rope, he also reached his hand from the left cuff to the base of the right cuff, touched the back, and made a pulling motion.

Zhuang Yumian watched her pick, drill, and pull... and then she took out her bellyband from the collar of her clothes, wrapped the crabapple flowers in it, and the hanging rope just tied the branches on the ground.

Zhuang Yumian raised his eyebrows fiercely:!!!

...was it the first time he saw someone wrapping flowers in a bellyband?

Or was it the bellyband she had just taken off her body with her own eyes? It should still have her body fragrance...

His gaze shifted away as if burned, and he didn't dare look at Su Qianou at all.

The man seemed to have a sore throat, and the tune he played was trembling slightly. The fingers holding the jade flute were also moving rapidly unconsciously.

Before he finished singing, Su Qianou said something again.

Seeing that he didn't respond, I knew he didn't hear me, so I stood up and whispered in his ear.

"Zhuang Yumian, why don't you dare look at me now? What are you afraid of? I only took off my underwear... I'm not naked."

The heat that penetrated into his ears made Zhuang Yumian's heart tremble, and he suddenly turned his head.

He first made sure he smelled the aroma of wine.

Then he saw a red mark on Su Qianou's wrist. He seemed to think of something and his eyes flashed.

He just wanted to get closer to her, just a little closer, but the men around her didn't think so... They were more radical and wanted to hug her openly and possess her.

Am I still too slow?

But in the two seconds when he was distracted, Su Qianou became more aggressive and her lips gently brushed against his ear.

Zhuang Yumian's mind went blank for a moment, and he felt a tiny electric current flowing towards his waist.

But he is a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder. Just like the firewood in his home must be of different heights, thicknesses and neatly stacked, he cannot stop until the song is over.

Su Qianou raised the corners of her lips, and gently brushed her fingers across his Adam's apple, adding fuel to the fire.

The flute sound instantly trembled out of tune...

There were even some intermittent breath sounds mixed in...

After finally finishing the last note, Zhuang Yumian's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

Her clothes had slipped down to her waist, and she looked a bit like the fragile and broken girl she was in the dungeon of Qingyun Village, like a winter plum blossom rustling in the cold wind, delicate and beautiful.

Su Qianou pulled him up, pushed him back step by step, and kissed him deeply under the crabapple tree.

Not long after, she paused in kissing him and looked at him teasingly, "How bold! You even want to write on my leg?"

Zhuang Yumian buried his head in her neck, breathing hotly.

"Princess...don't say..."

Su Qianou raised her eyebrows: "I'm going to say it! If I want, I can even teach him to write on my legs."

Zhuang Yumian groaned, a faint blush appeared on his handsome face, and he begged for mercy impatiently.

"Princess...don't...catch..."

Seeing how he was broken by her, Su Qianou finally felt satisfied and seductive, so she moved forward and kissed him fiercely.

Just as they were kissing passionately, they heard the exaggerated voice of her maid Hong Jing coming closer and closer.

"Prime Minister, Prime Minister, the princess is really busy!!"

"I didn't lie to you!!"

"The princess is not in Penglai Courtyard! The princess is not dating another man under the crabapple tree! Don't go that way, hey... why did you go there?"

Already arrived at Penglai Courtyard.

Jian Yulou, who had already seen the scene of Su Qianou kissing the man, said: ...

Even with the facts right in front of her, her maid was still talking nonsense and acting like a bitch.

Hong Jing stepped forward and said comfortingly, "This... can be explained. Prime Minister, don't overthink it. That Master Zhuang is our princess's friend...the kind of friend they've kissed!"

Jian Yulou: ...

Thank you for your explanation.

What a coincidence, your princess and I are also friends who have kissed each other!