inside the house.
Mrs. Sanjo and Kyogoku Takamasa were panting, their faces red and sweaty, as if they had just experienced a big battle.
"If your highness really wants to, why bother to deceive me?" Mrs. Sanjo rubbed her sore right arm, and then suddenly smiled.
"Although I don't know much about men and women, my maid, Axue, has already told me all the essentials."
"So, you were just pretending?" Kyogoku Takamasa raised his pants and asked with a confused look on his face.
Mrs. Sanjo smiled slightly: "I saw that His Highness seemed to like this very much, so I decided to cooperate with His Highness. But I didn't expect that Your Highness's third leg would actually spit!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Damn, you were actually ridiculed by a little girl?
I can bear it, but my little brother can’t bear it either.
At this time, Kyogoku Takamasa couldn't care less about his appearance. He quickly stepped aside and blew out the two oil lamps in the corner, and then picked up Mrs. Sanjo.
"Your maid must have never told you how to protect yourself in front of men!"
...
early morning.
When the sun shone into the room through the doors and windows, Kyogoku Takamasa suddenly felt a little dazzled on the tatami.
When he opened his eyes, there was no one in the bed next to him. Only a little gentle fragrance was left, which told Kyogoku Takamasa that Mrs. Sanjo had indeed slept with him last night.
The bed in my house is made of silk cloth, with blooming flowers and faint ink marks.
Looking at the dots of blood on the tatami, Kyogoku Takamasa suddenly cursed himself as a beast in his heart. According to information from the Sanjo family, Mrs. Sanjo is only twelve years old...
Impossible, the feeling last night was completely unlike what a twelve-year-old could have.
Kyogoku Takamasa's memory suddenly became a little blurry. He seemed to be dizzy after blowing out the lamp last night, and then a wave of drunkenness hit him, and he couldn't remember what happened next.
But when he looked down at the eye-catching marks on the tatami, Kyogoku Takamasa was a little confused, "Is it three years since I started last night, or am I no longer as good as a beast?"
"Your Highness, are you awake?" Suddenly, a slightly playful voice sounded outside the door, and then a girl with a bun stuck out half of her head by the door.
"Who are you???"
Looking at the porcelain doll-like girl in front of him, Kyogoku Takamasa was in a daze.
"I am Ajiu." Mrs. Sanjo walked in with a puzzled look and sat next to Kyogoku Takamasa. Then she pouted for a moment, "I haven't seen you for a while, and your highness doesn't remember my concubine." ?”
"Ajiu?"
"Are you Ajiu?" Kyogoku Gaomasa opened his mouth wide and said with a look of disbelief.
Don't tell me, it does look a bit like it. At least the eyebrows and mouth can't be faked.
It’s just that the difference before and after makeup is so big, right?
Before time travel, Kyogoku Takamasa only knew that there was a huge difference between girls before and after makeup. Often, an ordinary-looking girl could instantly become a goddess through magical makeup techniques. But what happened today refreshed Kyogoku Takamasa's three views. It turns out that Mrs. Sanjo is so beautiful without makeup...
Viewed from the side, Mrs. Sanjo looks a bit like Yui Aragaki...Looking more closely, she looks a bit like Satomi Ishihara...
Kyogoku Takamasa suddenly felt that he was also a little face-blind.
"Last night, we...did...uh..."
"Last night?" Mrs. Sanjo was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile, "His Highness got drunk last night and actually took me to sing songs all night long!"
"Although those songs are very strange and I have never heard of them, the melody is very good. If you think about it carefully, they all sound good."
"Singing?" Kyogoku Takamasa suddenly felt that what Mrs. Sanjo was talking about was a stranger.
In the dead of night, with a beautiful woman in my arms, I, Kyogoku Takamasa, am actually singing?
How can it be!
I, Kyogoku Gaomasa, am definitely not such a person! All this must be an illusion!
"Then the blood on this tatami is..."
Hearing this, Mrs. Sanjo lowered her head shyly, then rummaged around in her arms, and finally stretched out her hands to hold a bloody object, looking at Kyogoku Takamasa nervously.
Kyogoku Takamasa was a little flustered at first glance. Could it be that he had too much fun last night and unlocked some overly complicated postures, which resulted in some irreversible consequences?
However, upon taking a closer look, Kyogoku Takamasa's heart suddenly went cold.
"This...this...is...a tooth?"
"Yes, these are my baby teeth. They have become a little loose a few days ago, but they have not fallen out. I told His Highness last night, and His Highness pulled out the teeth for me without any explanation. It hurts so much!"
"Well, it's all dripping on the tatami." Mrs. Sanjo said with an aggrieved look.
Kyogoku Takamasa was a little panicked.
His right hand unconsciously moved up into his arms, but after groping for a long time, he still couldn't find what he wanted. Then I remembered that there were no cigarettes in this era.
Looking at the maple leaves falling in the wind outside the window and smelling the faint incense in the air, Kyogoku Takamasa's heart could not calm down.
Is she the daughter of the Duke? I endured it, after all, political goals outweighed physiological needs.
Is it pampering? I endured it, after all, I was very open-minded about my noble birth.
You don’t understand anything, do you? I can tolerate it and I can teach you slowly. Veteran drivers like training the most.
But why the hell are you telling me now that my wife is still getting her baby teeth?
Sorry, I interrupted you and slipped away.
Kyogoku Takamasa ignored Mrs. Sanjo who looked puzzled and rushed out of the door. No matter how much Mrs. Sanjo shouted behind her, Kyogoku Takamasa did not look back.
He was a little confused at the moment and wanted to be alone.
Unknowingly, Kyogoku Takamasa suddenly stopped because he found that he seemed to have reached Nizi Xin'an's residence.
The only people living in the Kyogoku Mansion are Kyogoku Takahiro and Kyogoku Takamasa, their father and son, and their families. Apart from that, there are only maids and nicknames.
Looking at Nizi Xin'an, who has a plump and charming figure, Kyogoku Takamasa, who is so angry at Mrs. Sanjo, how can he hold back?
In just half an hour, Kyogoku Takamasa regained his confidence as a man!
"Shouldn't His Highness be in Mrs. Sanjo's room right now? Why are you here?" On the tatami, Nizi Xin'an snuggled into Kyogoku Takamasa's arms with a charming look on her face, stretched out her hand and slowly walked away from Kyogoku. Gao Zheng's chest was crossed.
Kyogoku Takamasa let out a long sigh, "My retainers all say that it is a blessing for my family that I, Kyogoku Takamasa, married the daughter of the Duke of Kyoto. It's a pity that my little brother has suffered so much."
"Why did Your Highness say this?"
"The princess of the Sanjo family is only eleven or twelve years old, and she is still changing her baby teeth. It is really unacceptable!" Finally finding someone to talk to, Kyogoku Takamasa immediately poured out all the bitterness of the night.
"Hahahaha, I didn't expect that His Highness, such an impatient person, would show mercy to a girl of this age?"
"Isn't this eleven or twelve-year-old girl the age most favored by you warriors?"
Kyogoku Takamasa immediately waved his hand righteously, "They are them. Even if I, Kyogoku Takamasa, die, I will not be able to do such an animal thing."
"Why is this?" Ni Zixin'an suddenly felt that he couldn't see through the man in front of him.
"Because I have very upright views!"
After saying that, Jingji Gaozheng withdrew his magical power, put the Ruyi Golden Cudgel back to its original place, stood up and pushed the door open, leaving Nizi Xin'an with a sad look on his face.
...
Kyogoku Takamasa replied with firm eyes, "I, Kyogoku Takamasa, was born in New China and grew up under the red flag. I received nine years of compulsory education since I was a child. During this period, I never attended a cram school. I have neither lumbar disc herniation nor lumbar disc herniation." Do you know what is unique and not unique?"
"I, that's me, a pure person, a person who has escaped from vulgar taste."
