Chapter 1 Be quiet

Style: Girl Author: Han JiangxueWords: 1063Update Time: 24/01/18 05:59:43
Hua Rong fell asleep in a daze and was awakened by a pair of cold palms.

The room was pitch dark and nothing could be seen. Hua Rong instinctively kicked her legs and struggled, but her ankles were held. A unique tone between a young man and a mature man came out.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

Jiang Yunzhuo! ?

Wasn't he supposed to be suppressing bandits in Chenzhou? Why did he suddenly come back?

Huarong lost all sleep in an instant and struggled to get out of bed to light the lamp.

The dim candlelight dispersed the darkness, and the black armor was casually thrown to the ground. Jiang Yunzhuo sat on the bed, staring at her with resentful eyes.

Without the fine clothes and food at home, he lost a lot of weight in just a few months, and some green and black stubble appeared on his chin. Although he was embarrassed, he became obviously calmer.

He doesn't look like a deserter.

Huarong breathed a sigh of relief and asked with concern: "Have you eaten? Are you hungry?"

Jiang Yunzhuo didn't answer, but stared at Huarong: "You don't seem happy at all when I come back."

"No way, Master, you came back so suddenly, I thought it was a dream."

Hua Rong denied it, returned to the bed and hooked her arms around his neck, complaining softly: "The young master has been away for so long and there is no news. I thought the young master was a hero outside and saved the beauty and found a new love."

Jiang Yunzhuo had a bad temper, and Hua Rong was afraid that his young master would lose his temper, so she would not give in and please her. However, she forgot that this man had gone to her bed in the first place, and she even forgot that she was only wearing an undershirt and a bellyband. Invited.

Jiang Yunzhuo's eyes immediately turned dark. He hugged Huarong into his arms and pulled up the quilt to block the light.

"It turns out that I am so miserable in your eyes."

As soon as the words fell, the slightly cool lips fell, and they plundered and occupied forcefully.

Huarong felt a chill in her heart.

There has been no war in Zhaoling for many years, and this bandit suppression has attracted much attention. If people knew that he sneaked home from the inn outside the city to hang out with his maid in the middle of the night, it is not certain whether his legs would be broken, but she would definitely not survive.

A lowly slave girl who seduces her master deserves to be beaten to death.

Thinking of this, Huarong pushed Jiang Yunzhui away with difficulty and said in a low voice: "Master, this slave is having her menstrual period, and she can't do it."

At a young age, having just started eating meat and having been a vegetarian for a few months, Jiang Yunzhuo was like a hungry wolf cub, holding on to Huarong's piece of meat and not letting go.

He kissed Huarong dissatisfiedly for a while, then raised his head from the quilt and asked: "Good sister, can you help me?"

His voice was hoarse, and his eyes were red from the surging desire. He was usually arrogant and willful, but this question made him look a little pitiful.

It seems that if she says bad, he will restrain himself.

Huarong's heart trembled, she didn't dare to look into his eyes anymore, she lowered her eyes and said, "Okay."



Half an hour later, Hua Renzhuo helped Jiang Yunzhui tie his belt despite the pain all over his body.

Jiang Yunzhuo muttered dissatisfiedly: "You are not feeling well, I can do it myself. Haven't I been wearing the clothes myself outside in the past few months?"

"It is a matter of eating the emperor's salary and being loyal to the emperor. The slave receives the monthly payment from the mansion, and naturally has to serve the young master with all his heart. Even if he is not feeling well, he still has to make the young master happy."

When she said this, Hua Rong lowered her head. She couldn't see Jiang Yunzhuo's expression, but she clearly felt that his gaze on the top of her head became colder.

After a while, she heard Jiang Yunzhao's voice as cold as cold jade: "Just now, were you enduring the discomfort to please me?"