Chapter 15: Give a sweet date with a stick

Style: Historical Author: Su囧囧Words: 1550Update Time: 24/01/18 07:11:13
After many days, Huo Zhun used force on Pei Ruolan again. At first she struggled violently, but when she was exhausted, she lay there and let him do what he did like a fish on a chopping board.

After everything was over, Huo Zhun looked at the wet pillow, his brows furrowed, a flash of regret flashed in his eyes, he held his forehead and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, he turned over and quickly walked out. It brought up a strong gust of wind.

After he left, Pei Ruolan bit her lip and endured it again and again, and finally couldn't help but burst into tears...

Huo Zhun did not really leave. He sat in the Dongnuan Pavilion with a gloomy face, listening to Pei Ruolan's cathartic crying in the bedroom, with a scarlet color spreading in his eyes.

Early the next morning, when Sang Yun was waiting for Pei Ruolan to dress up, he opened a box of Dongzhu as if offering a treasure and said, "These are the pearls that Yizhou sent as tribute this year. There is only one box of them in total. Each one is as big as a cat's eye. The prince gave them all." girl."

Pei Ruolan didn't even look at it, her eyes were red, and she said coldly, "If you like it, take it all."

"This is the prince's wish for you! I'll ask the craftsmen to send you some drawings. If you like something, I'll let you make some jewelry."

In her heart, Pei Ruolan despised Huo Zhun's "beating a stick and giving him a sweet date", but after calming down, she didn't want to really offend him and ruin her brother's hope of getting back on his feet. At this time, faced with Sang Yun's flattery , and said nothing more.

After breakfast, she sat under the window and read, while Sang Yun went to the study.

Huo Zhun raised his head and glanced at Sang Yun, put down the purple jade tube wolf hair pen in his hand, frowned and asked, "Did she accept the dendrobium pearl?"

"Replying to the prince, Miss Pei was soft-hearted. After a few words of persuasion from the servant, she accepted."

Huo Zhun's face relaxed, "Go back and serve me well, and go to the butler at the end of the month to receive the reward."

After Sang Yun left, Huo Zhun thought for a moment, then turned his attention to Du Lin and ordered, "Have someone tell Lu Lun the news that Princess Chenghui is interested in Lu Hongming." He didn't believe that the Lu family didn't want to be so rich and powerful. want.

Sang Yun returned to the main room and saw Pei Ruolan playing with the sachet at the end of the bed, and asked suspiciously, "Young lady, you don't like Du Ruo's fragrance?"

A voice suddenly appeared behind her. Pei Ruolan was so frightened that her whole body tensed up, and a cold sweat broke out on her back. After she was sure that the person coming was only Sang Yun, she relaxed, raised her lips and said, "I didn't sleep well last night. I want to put in some soothing pills instead."

"Then slave girl come and change it!"

"No need!" Pei Ruolan held the blue sachet tightly in her palm, "You go to the dressing table and get the scented pills, I will change them myself."

Without doubting his presence, Sang Yun turned around and walked towards the dressing table.

Pei Ruolan quickly opened the sachet, took out a brown-black pill and drank it.

Sang Yun quickly brought the fragrant pills over, and Pei Ruolan took out some Du Ruo flower petals in front of her, then put the fragrant pills in and tied the sachet back to the end of the bed.

Whether it was because he was busy with official duties or because he felt guilty, Huo Zhun did not appear in front of Pei Ruolan throughout the day, and it was not until nightfall that he came in from the outside.

Pei Ruolan didn't even raise her head when she heard his footsteps. Huo Zhun touched his nose, walked to her and sat down. He didn't say anything, but looked at her gentle and picturesque eyebrows quietly.

He didn't speak, so Pei Ruolan just pretended that he didn't exist.

The night was getting darker and darker, and Pei Ruolan had finished reading the book in her hand, and she couldn't help but yawn.

Huo Zhun took advantage of the situation and said, "Let's settle it."

Pei Ruolan glanced at him coldly, got off the Arhat bed, and walked to the clean room.

Huo Zhun lowered his head and chuckled, then went to the clean room in the next room.

When he came out after bathing, Pei Ruolan was already sleeping on her side on the bed, a petite ball facing the wall. Huo Zhun blew out the candles, lowered the curtains, and lay down next to her.

The small, airtight space was filled with the orchid fragrance of her body, vaguely mixed with the smell of tranquilizing pills.

"Did you change the spices?" He turned around and looked at the back of Pei Ruolan's head and asked.

There was a long silence in response to him. Just when he thought Pei Ruolan would ignore him, she softly said "Yeah".

In the darkness, Huo Zhun curled his lips, stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, put his forehead against hers, and said hoarsely, "I was so angry last night that I couldn't help but hurt you."

Pei Ruolan had already convinced herself to stay with him. Seeing that he had given her the chance, she said softly, "Your Majesty, just promise not to force me again next time."

Huo Zhun held her tighter and tighter, almost rubbing her into his body, "I won't do it again."

That night, the two fell asleep hugging each other.

After a few days, Huo Zhun's cough was gone, and he ordered the housekeeper to post a message for Jinke Jinshi.

The front yard was busy again. Pei Ruolan looked thoughtfully at the boy moving the flower pots outside the window. Hong Ming was going to come to Prince Wei's Mansion for a banquet in three days. This was the closest the two of them were to each other after the wedding was postponed. It was a pity that She could look at him, but he couldn't look at her.

When Huo Zhun came in from outside, what he saw was Pei Ruolan's sad face.

"What are you thinking about?" He walked up to her and looked at her condescendingly, asking with a particularly unpleasant feeling in his heart.