It was a bit difficult for Xiao Yurong to deal with it because Xiao Yurong was now with his elder brother Sheng Zhiqiang and was still far away in the south of the Yangtze River. He was beyond his reach, not because he didn't dare to take action.
As for Miss Zhao Qiuye, Sheng inexplicably found it difficult to deal with her.
Miss Si Xin seemed to have noticed Sheng's inexplicable thoughts a long time ago, and knew that he was embarrassed to make such an excessive request between a man and a woman because of his friendship with his friends. Although Sheng Moming asked Miss Si Xin not to send the Bliss Order to Miss Qiu Ye for the time being, Miss Si Xin still secretly sent it out.
"Where should I put such a small thing?" Sheng asked inexplicably and anxiously.
"Young Master, don't be in a hurry. As long as the Holy Spring Bells are ready, there will naturally be room for them. Young Master, you'd better meet someone first!" Miss Si Xin said.
"Meeting someone, who?" Sheng asked inexplicably.
Miss Si Xin smiled and said nothing, and slowly attracted one, it was Miss Qiu Ye.
At this time, the Qiuye girl was dressed the same as all the girls here. She only wore a thin transparent gauze pajamas. There were no silk strands below the navel, and there were no tight-fitting undergarments. Her whole body was clearly visible, and she was indistinguishable from being naked. big.
Sheng turned around quickly inexplicably, and the two of them only looked at each other briefly, and then they saw each other clearly and clearly.
Sheng Moming could clearly see Qiu Ye's chest and lower body, and Miss Qiu Ye also saw Sheng Moming's huge and long boy hanging in the air. Both of their cheeks suddenly heated up and turned as red as a monkey's butt.
ah!
Sheng screamed inexplicably, and immediately ran back to Qile's holy bed, hid in the bed, and asked in shock: "Miss Qiuye! Why are you here!"
"My husband invited me with the Bliss Order, and I will naturally come over to meet you immediately!" As Zhao Qiuye spoke, although he was very shy, he still did not dodge. Instead, he took a few steps forward and knelt directly on the Qile Holy Bed. under.
"Miss Qiuye! You and I are childhood sweethearts, you're welcome! Please get up quickly!" Sheng inexplicably just hid in the bed and didn't dare to come out.
"Thank you, husband! I don't know if Mr. Daofu has come to take me as a concubine because he wants to get engaged! Or does he just want to consummate the marriage?" When Zhao Qiuye said this, his eyes were extremely shy. He didn't dare to look at anyone at all and just kept burying his head. He kept his head down and kept kneeling, not daring to get up.
"Wait a minute, Miss Qiuye, what did you call me?" Sheng asked inexplicably.
"Husband! What's wrong?" Zhao Qiuye asked in a low voice.
"But! We are clearly not married, how can I be your husband?" Sheng said inexplicably, even more confused.
"Although we are not married, when Lord Sheng accepted me into the temple, he only gave me one task. That is to marry the second young master after he has mastered the tenth level of the holy qigong, Qian Nu Holy Qi. As a wife. Apart from that, I don’t have to worry about anything." Zhao Qiuye answered.
When Sheng heard this inexplicably, he realized that his father not only had left many slaves for him, but he had also chosen a wife for him. He seemed to understand immediately why Xiao Yurong was only willing to help him but was unwilling to marry him. Because Xiao Yurong was also the owner of Qile Room, she probably knew a long time ago that Sheng Lingren had actually booked a daughter-in-law for herself. This person was Zhao Qiuye, the daughter of the Minister of Punishment, her childhood sweetheart.
Compared with Xiao Yurong's status, Zhao Qiuye, the daughter of a high-ranking court official, is naturally much more respectable than Xiao Yurong, a romantic woman.
"My father asked Miss Qiuye to marry me?" Sheng asked inexplicably.
"It's absolutely true, Qiuye doesn't dare to lie!"
"Wait a minute, I'm a little confused!"
"I heard from Sister Sixin that my husband has just cultivated the Holy Qi of Qiannu and has not passed the seven-day period of keeping the sun. Naturally, he cannot have sex with Qiuye for the time being. But I don't know what he wants to do now that he is looking for a concubine. ? Is it a love affair? An engagement? Or a marriage? Anyway, it depends on the husband’s arrangement, and the concubine has no fate. It’s just that the concubine lives with her father, and she has to ask her husband to take care of it according to etiquette, so as not to make him lose face and be a bad person. ." Miss Qiuye asked again.
Sheng became more and more embarrassed inexplicably and didn't know how to answer. At this time, Miss Si Xin immediately came to Sheng's inexplicable rescue, and whispered a few words into Zhao Qiuye's ear. Zhao Qiuye's cheeks instantly turned redder, and his expression was a little embarrassed.
"What, Miss Qiuye, can't you?" Miss Sixin saw that she had a troubled look on her face, so she asked again.
"Okay, okay! There's just one problem." Miss Qiuye said sheepishly.
"what is the problem?"
"Qiu Ye is still a virgin. The first time I had sex with my husband, he used his hands. It seems a little uncomfortable! How about waiting for a few days until the husband can have sex? When Qiuye prepares carefully, wouldn't it be better to give herself to her husband completely?" Miss Qiuye lowered her head and answered.
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, even Miss Sixin was stunned: "How could Miss Qiuye still be a virgin? Didn't the old Lord touch you when he accepted you as a holy slave? ?”
"What did Miss Si Xin say? Master Sheng took his concubine into the temple because he wanted me to be his daughter-in-law. Who would touch his daughter-in-law, unless he is not a human being? Even the eldest son, treat me truthfully When I told you, he didn’t touch me, my sister-in-law. If you don’t believe me, you will know for yourself when the buds bloom and fall red during the wedding night. When your husband and I have sex with you, if you don’t see red, I will leave you alone to your husband. Chu Ye, even if I kill my concubine, I will not complain." Miss Qiuye replied.
"Then don't you have the Holy Spring Lock in your body?" Miss Si Xin asked.
"Of course it does, but it won't happen before you have sex with your husband. After you have sex with your husband, your body will belong to your husband. The sacred spring locks in your body will naturally be controlled by your husband." Qiu Ye answered.
"You won't get sick if you have the Holy Spring Lock? Is it because you don't have the Holy Spring Bell?" Miss Si Xin asked again.
"Yes! It's on me. Master Sheng said that this bell will not harm me. My husband and I can control it at will. It will not make the autumn night unbearable. It is the most special holy spring bell of bliss." Qiu. As Miss Ye said that, she took out her Holy Spring Bell of Bliss.
"Miss Qiuye, can you leave your Holy Spring Bell of Bliss to me temporarily for safekeeping?" Sheng, who had been inexplicably afraid to speak, finally asked tentatively.
"My whole body belongs to my husband, and the Holy Spring Bell of Paradise should naturally be handed over to me. If my husband wants it now, just take it." Qiuye said, and handed his Holy Spring Bell of Paradise to Si. Heart girl.
"Okay! Miss Qiuye, then go back first!" Sheng had no choice but to say again.
"Is it because my husband doesn't like Qiu Ye and doesn't want to touch me? In fact, I don't object to my husband's use of hands. If my husband wants to use his hands, Qiu Ye will immediately get on the Qile Holy Bed to fully cooperate with my husband. Please don't rush Qiu Ye. Let's go at night." Miss Qiuye said, her tone a little conceited.
"No! That's not what I meant. I mean, according to Miss Qiuye's wishes, it won't be too late to talk about this matter after we are all comfortable." Sheng said with an inexplicable awkward smile.
"Okay then! Whatever your husband says, let it be! I'll take my leave first." Miss Qiuye said, and then she left Qile's room under the escort of Miss Sixin.
