Having just flipped through the illustrated "Secret History of the Palace", and seeing the scene in front of him, Qin Shou'an could not help but think of many pictures in his mind.
He looked around, looking for a whip to satisfy her needs, but he quickly came to his senses, he was here to do business, not to mess around.
Tang Wanrong remained silent, but kicked her feet with all her strength to rotate her body, not wanting to face Qin Shou'an.
Um?
Qin Shouan felt something was wrong. Even if she was just an IVI... she should be coming down by now, right?
What does it mean to turn her back to him? It's not like she really wants him to join in and give her a few whips.
The rope seems to be no ordinary binding rope or hemp rope. It is tight and fine, and also has strong elasticity and shrinkage properties.
Tang Wanrong's hands and feet were entangled, and the rope passed between her legs, waist and chest, tying her tightly.
The clothes were also messed up, like a failedly tied rice dumpling.
Qin Shouan discovered that she was entangled, not tied.
It's just that this is not what he should focus on, and it is not his turn to sympathize with this matter.
If she can't stay in Langya Prince's Mansion, she will have to pay the price of staying alone in an empty room. How can there be a good thing in wanting everything?
"You...ah, put me down first."
After Tang Wanrong finished speaking, she bit her lips. She had long heard Qin Shou'an's shouting downstairs, but she originally didn't want him to see this scene.
In the afternoon, she met an important guest in Yuezhao Fenglai Pavilion, and dismissed all the servants in the attic, so that they could not enter unless summoned.
After the reception, Tang Wanrong felt a little tired and planned to exercise and then take a nap.
Thinking of the postures and skills that the female military attache showed last time, she did it so easily and it seemed that it was really not difficult, so Tang Wanrong was ready to give it a try.
It just so happened that the rope she originally used was deemed unsound by the female military attaché.
He gave her a bundle of special ropes that were said to be able to rebound and stretch, and were often used to assist in climbing over walls and climbing walls, and could also be used to bind martial arts masters.
This rope can bind martial arts masters. If Tang Wanrong uses it improperly, it is completely impossible to break free. On the contrary, the more she struggles, the more tightly she becomes entangled.
"I can let you down, but you have to tell me that according to the meaning in that letter, you really have no relationship with your father?"
Qin Shou'an didn't mean to threaten him, after all, his original intention was to show his kindness... After saying that, he jumped up and pulled the rope. The inner energy surged in his body, and his hands collapsed with force!
——It doesn’t stop!
This rope is a bit evil... Qin Shouan is very self-aware. With his strength, even the rope pulling the boat can be broken, but the rope does not move at all.
"This rope...ah...huhu...it was originally used to deal with martial arts masters..."
Tang Wanrong struggled and said, if it can be broken by you like this, what kind of martial arts master can it deal with?
I see.
Qin Shou'an had no choice but to grab a bench. He stood on the bench and raised Tang Wanrong with one hand while observing the rope's winding.
"You...you can't hold it anywhere else!" Even in this situation, Tang Wanrong's timid body like a mimosa was still unbearable.
Qin Shou'an was so close that she could not avoid it, and his moist eyes were filled with his delicate and elegant face.
In particular, the corners of her lips that were forcefully pursed seemed to reveal some uncontrollable smiles, making Tang Wanrong feel even more ashamed.
"Then I let go." Qin Shou'an came to show his kindness. Since she felt it was inappropriate, he naturally had to let go, so as not to make her think that he wanted to take the opportunity to admire the moon.
"Ah...ah wuwu...ah..." Tang Wanrong's figure sank, and she couldn't stop whimpering as she was pulled by the rope.
Qin Shou'an only felt that Tang Wanrong was really irritating. She didn't speak but kept making noises.
Most men hate it when a woman moans and groans when something is wrong, as if she is doing something to her. This can easily make people misunderstand that he is not a gentleman, and ruins his noble reputation.
He stepped up his movements and freed her hand from the rope, then rotated her. Soon her body was completely detached and fell from the air to the ground. Qin Shouan quickly reached out and hugged her.
Tang Wanrong let go of her tense breath, leaned her head in Qin Shou'an's arms, and seemed to have fainted.
Qin Shouan hugged her body. He had just seen that she was wrapped with ropes from all parts of her body. She was obviously very fleshy, but when he held her like this, she was as delicate and light as if she had no bones.
"Auntie, although I am not a master, my eight years in Tiandao Sect have not been in vain. I can tell whether ordinary people have really fainted or are pretending to be unconscious. I can listen to her breathing and heartbeat, and feel her pulse."
Qin Shou'an calmly carried her into the inner room and laid her down on a low couch.
He pulled a Zen chair and sat down, taking some time to look at Tang Wanrong, whose fists were clenched tightly and her eyelashes could not stop trembling.
There were many red marks on the skin that could be broken by blowing, and her chest was rising and falling. Seeing her tight and straightened feet, the toes of her shoes were slightly raised, which made Qin Shou'an suspect that she was picking a new moon there. Come out to Fenglai Pavilion.
Silence fell in the inner room. Qin Shouan looked around. There was a statue of a kind-faced female Bodhisattva on the high mahogany flower table, and there was a Buddha's hand that had just bloomed under the window.
There are two peach blossoms in a blue vase on the table, and the incense burner is burning agarwood, sandalwood, borneol, and musk mixed with a variety of materials.
All kinds of fragrances are mixed together, but none of them are as good as the fragrance of a beautiful woman.
Qin Shou'an lamented that women from all ages and dynasties would use various spices, makeup and other things to "pickle" themselves.
"You... why don't you leave?" Tang Wanrong couldn't help but snorted before speaking, knowing that she couldn't compete with the patience of martial arts practitioners.
Like that female military attaché, she could talk for an hour without stopping, but she could also hide in one place all night, unable to even hear her breathing, as motionless as a dead thing.
"Didn't I just say that? I want my aunt to answer the question about the true relationship between my father and you... Even though this is a question that doesn't make much sense, I still have to figure it out."
Qin Shou'an's candid and heartfelt talk no longer concealed his doubts, but was actually a gesture of goodwill.
This is a higher level of goodwill, and it is easier to receive real emotional feedback from the other party.
Flattery, nice words, low posture, etc. are not considered goodwill at all. The other party will only think that you have ulterior motives and be more wary.
I felt some greasy moistness on my fingers for some reason, so I quickly got up and went to wash my hands in the basin. I didn't use Tang Wanrong's hand towel, so I worked up my energy and steamed them dry.
Colors like the two flowers in the room faintly appeared on Tang Wanrong's face. Perhaps it was the sequelae of being hung on the beam just now. Tang Wanrong only felt her chest rising and falling, biting her lips and breathing quickly.
His eyes, which were originally filled with spring water, were even more wrinkled and his pulse was rippled... He... he washed his hands... what did he mean?
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