Chapter 16 She doesn’t ask for heirs

Style: Historical Author: Su囧囧Words: 1595Update Time: 24/01/18 07:11:13
Pei Ruolan knew in her heart how much Huo Zhun hated Lu Hongming, so naturally she would not tell him the truth. She gently raised the corners of her lips and simply brought the topic to him, "I heard that the second young master of the Xinyang Marquis Mansion is also the second-level Jinshi in this department, so the prince said Aren't you afraid that he will find out something tomorrow?"

The two of them had been together for so long, and they both deliberately avoided mentioning the Xinyang Marquis Mansion, just because Xinyang Marquis Song Yuzhi was the unmarried wife given to Huo Zhun by the late emperor.

At this moment, Pei Ruolan pierced the window paper, and Huo Zhun's face suddenly darkened. He pondered for a long time and said, "The relationship between this king and you has nothing to do with the Song family."

Pei Ruolan looked at Huo Zhun's indifferent expression, but she didn't expect that he would have such an attitude towards his fiancée.

But if you think about it carefully, it makes sense. If he is really a man who values ​​friendship and responsibility, how could he do such a thing as raping a female official's family member.

With this thought in her mind, there was a faint smile on her face, "I heard that Song Houye Wen Neng can write pens to bring peace to the world, and Wu Neng can mount horses to determine the world. If she comes to knock on the door, the prince must protect me."

Huo Zhun thought of Song Yuzhi's character, sat down next to her, and chuckled, "Don't worry, it won't happen one day."

Seeing that Lu Hongming had gone around, Pei Ruolan looked away, picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.

The two sat for a while, and Sang Yun came in from the outside, holding a box in his hand, and came forward and said, "This is the drawing sent by the interior design department. Miss Pei has a look. If anyone likes it, I will let the craftsman do it." type it out."

Huo Zhun was watching from the side. Pei Ruolan didn't want to offend him, so she took the box and took out the drawings, intending to choose two at random. Unexpectedly, Huo Zhun came over and chose with her. After seeing When he saw a silk peony, butterfly and phoenix crown, he said with great interest, "This one is pretty good."

Pei Ruolan turned her head and glanced at him helplessly, "I don't know how to get married, so I don't need such a grand phoenix crown."

Seeing that she said this naturally, Huo Zhun paused for a moment and then said, "Even if we are not married, you can still wear it for fun. I like this crown."

Pei Ruolan stared at him for a moment, not bothering to argue with him. She raised her hand and handed the drawing to Sang Yun, "Then let the craftsmen make this phoenix crown first!" As for who would wear it after it was made, she didn't care. .

Sang Yun took the drawings and said, "You can choose a few more."

Pei Ruolan wanted to say no, but Huo Zhun took her hand and continued to select. He seemed to have only one selection criterion, which was large, solid materials, and gorgeous.

At the end of the selection, Pei Ruolan was very afraid that one or two pairs of these colorful jewelry would appear on her head one day, so she simply picked two plainer drawings and handed them to Sang Yun.

Sang Yun held the box and retreated.

Huo Zhun held Pei Ruolan's onion-like snow-white fingers, looked at her in a very good mood and said, "There is also a piece of mutton-fat white jade as tall as a person in the palace's warehouse. Let the craftsmen carve a Guanyin seat for you later."

Pei Ruolan: "..." She doesn't ask for an heir, so what does she want from Guanyin?

She turned around and was about to refuse, but found that Huo Zhun was staring at her with a deep gaze. She instinctively shrank and wanted to withdraw her hand and stay away from him.

But he didn't give her a moment, he grabbed her waist and kissed her overwhelmingly.

Outside the window, the housekeeper sternly assigned the boy and the maid to decorate the yard and flower hall. The boy and the maid respectfully agreed, and the footsteps became more and more rapid.

But Pei Ruolan could no longer hear these sounds. She put her arms around Huo Zhun's neck and was pressed down on the Arhat bed by him. All she could hear in her ears was his heavy heartbeat and heavy breathing.

After the kiss, Huo Zhun restrainedly pulled away some distance and rubbed her charming lips with his rough fingertips. His eyes were like a deep pool with no bottom.

After a long time, he calmed down, pulled her to stand up together, and held her in his arms. His voice was indescribably hoarse, "After the banquet is over for Jinke Jinshi, I will take you to stay in the garden for a while."

Pei Ruolan gave a low "hmm" and let him arrange it.

Because of Pei Ruolan's obedience, Huo Zhun was in a good mood all day. After nightfall, he returned to his bedroom early.

Pei Ruolan was standing in front of the bed playing with the tent hooks when she was suddenly hugged from behind. Her upper body subconsciously ducked forward, and she relaxed only after smelling the unique scent of ambergris on Huo Zhun's body.

Huo Zhun didn't say anything. He kissed her gently on her white and slender neck. He turned her little by little and pressed her against the vermilion bedpost. He leaned forward and plundered the fluid from her mouth...

The moonlight shines through the window lattice and shines on the profiles of the two of them, like two mandarin ducks crossing their necks.

When Pei Ruolan woke up the next day, Huo Zhun had already left. Seeing that no one was in the room, she quietly got off the bed, untied the sachet at the end of the bed, took out a pill and swallowed it.

Just as he was about to hang the sachet back up, a confused voice came from behind him, "What are you doing?"

Pei Ruolan's eyebrows jumped, she held the sachet tightly in her hand, and said calmly, "I think the pattern of this sachet is unique, I want to take it off, have a look, and embroider one myself."

Footsteps came from behind, and each step seemed to step on Pei Ruolan's heart. She did not dare to look back.

Until Huo Zhun's tall figure enveloped her, he stretched out a hand towards her, and there was no emotion or anger in his tone, "Let me see how unique it is."