362 The sea is dead and the stone is in ruins

Style: Historical Author: Governor of Ming DynastyWords: 2307Update Time: 24/02/20 13:42:01
sky!

How could he be so bold, if the princess knew about it...

Thinking of this, Qiu Dianjun suddenly paused, and now she had some thoughts.

First of all, it is very strange that the princess asked Su Xian to buy clothes for her.

Moreover, the clothes purchased also include extremely private clothing such as tube tops.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for Princess Lanling, as the eldest daughter of Huanghua, to act like this.

Then, there is only one explanation...

Qiu Dianjun returned to the restaurant with a strange look on her face. She did not tell Dong Dianjun about the matter. It was related to the princess's privacy, and the fewer people knew about it, the better.

Come and try it quickly. 】

After giving away the newly bought tube top, Su Xian returned to the room and fell asleep. This time no one knocked on the door, and she slept until dawn the next day.

Set off.

Rush back to Yingzhou.

The journey was uneventful.

At dusk two days later, the tall mountain-like Yingzhou City Wall was already visible in the distance.

Li Youqing took the two Dian soldiers back to the camp in the north of the city.

Su Xian and Yan Dashan returned to Yingzhou City.

After spending several days together, they finally separated.

Others didn't think anything of it, but Qiu Dianjun was filled with doubts.

She once suspected that Li Youqing and Su Xian didn't know each other, that they were in love or acting like friends.

However, in the next two days, there was nothing unusual between the two of them, which made Qiudianjun puzzled and began to doubt his own judgment.

If the relationship between the princess and Su Xian is not a love affair, then how to explain the fact that Su Xian helped the princess buy a tube top?

Qiu Dianjun returned to the camp in the north of the city with many doubts in his heart...

It is said that after Su Xian returned to Yingzhou City, he went straight to Jiaolou Street, but instead of returning to his home, he knocked on the door of Liu Huixiang's house at the end of the street.

Boom, boom, boom!

Behind Su Xian, Yan Dashan stood there like a sculpture, his head slightly lowered, his eyes and nose concerned.

He already knew that a pretty widow lived in this small building and had a close relationship with Su Xian.

It was already dusk, and it was getting dark soon. Su Xian knocked on other people's doors without any scruples, which made Yan Dashan feel a little uncomfortable.

However, his discomfort did not stem from "knocking on the widow's door at night."

It was simply because of Su Xian's "finding a woman".

Woman, that is the devil!

He couldn't avoid it.

He really didn't want to see Su Xian jump into that fire pit... However, Yan Dashan had not lost his mind yet and had not taken action.

Boom, boom, boom!

Su Xian is still knocking on the door.

at the same time.

Liu Huixiang's home, second floor, boudoir.

The large oil lamp swayed, emitting dim light. The furnishings, objects, furniture, etc. in the boudoir were low-key and luxurious, reflecting the good character of the hostess here.

But the boudoir is deserted.

There is no moonlight outside the open window, but a cool breeze blows in, blowing the curtains and gauze in the room, swaying and swinging under the dim light of the oil lamp, making it look increasingly deserted.

At the edge of the embroidery, a woman sat upright, with her back straight, her legs together, her hands on her legs, her eyes dull and motionless.

This is Liu Huixiang.

She had no makeup, her hair was draped over her shoulders, and she was only wearing a pair of underwear.

Suddenly, the cold wind pouring in from the window became stronger, and a chill hit her. Liu Huixiang, who had been sitting for a long time, couldn't help but shudder.

She finally stood up slowly, moved lightly, came to the window, and closed the window.

Then he pressed the wooden frame of the window with his delicate jade fingers. He did not move away, but slowly slid down, as if he was stroking something.

After a long time, Liu Huixiang left the window and walked slowly towards Xiutan.

On the way, she stopped for a moment, raised her eyes and glanced at the wall...

Su Xian hasn't come down from above to look for her for several days.

During the days when Su Xian was away, that feeling of boredom and loneliness came to her again.

For her, who had experienced loneliness, this experience was no different than jumping into an icy lake in the middle of winter. It was bitingly cold and suffocating.

The pain of being separated from her parents and family, the hardship of being displaced for several years, the countless abuses and the heartache of being driven away, all made her go through so much at the age of twenty-five or six.

Originally, she thought that was all.

And be prepared to be alone for the rest of your life.

All the beautiful things in the world have nothing to do with her, they are like mirages in the sky, so far out of reach.

Later, Su Xian suddenly broke into her boring life, bringing her light and color.

Su Xian's strong hug made her feel safe, and Su Xian's gentle words of love made her heart full of sweetness...

This time Su Xian went north to Youzhou, which took longer than before. Liu Huixiang thought she could survive this short period of loneliness, but now it seems that she overestimated herself.

She longed for Su Xian's firm, powerful, and warm embrace so much and couldn't live without it.

Suddenly, Liu Huixiang, who had been sitting there for a long time, suddenly stood up. Regardless of the fact that she was only wearing a pair of inner clothes, she opened the door and came outside, shouting with joy:

"Sir, I am here!"

"..."

Yes, she heard the noise downstairs just now.

Su Xian followed the sound and saw the beauty on the second floor. He immediately stomped up the stairs with quick steps. He smiled as he ran: "Mrs. Liu, I'm back!"

Su Xian actually missed her very much when he went north to Youzhou this time.

She is not only gentle, but also knows how to take care of others. She is as tender as water and as passionate as fire. Su Xian can experience endless happiness with her, both mentally and physically.

Su Xian felt that he could no longer live without this woman.

Rushing to the second floor, Su Xian was so excited that he rushed over to her. He couldn't care less and wanted to hold this woman tightly in his arms and love her.

Liu Huixiang was also looking forward to it and was prepared to be held until she couldn't breathe.

But suddenly, she remembered that she had no makeup and her hair was loose. She looked totally unacceptable to others.

So he turned around and ran to the boudoir.

Su Xian was already feeling itchy. When he saw that gentle figure escaping, he followed her into the boudoir.

Finally, he caught Liu Huixiang in front of the dressing table and gave her a "suffocating hug" passionately.

Liu Huixiang saw that the matter had come to an end and there was no time to put on makeup, so she ignored it and immediately responded enthusiastically, wrapping her hands around Su Xian's neck and standing on tiptoes.

Su Xian's hands penetrated under her armpits, wrapped around her knife-like back, pressed hard, and rubbed hard, as passionately as if he wanted to rub this girl into his body.

Liu Huixiang liked this trick very much. She was hugged hard. Although she felt breathless, her heart was filled with a sense of security. She felt that her whole body was about to melt...

At this moment, she was happy.

The pretty face buried in Su Xian's chest was full of smiles.

If this moment can continue, she hopes that the time limit will be forever, and the sea will dry up and the stone will rot.

Thump thump thump!

At this time, Zhang Cuihua ran upstairs. She just wanted to say that the lady had gone to bed and asked Su Xian to come back tomorrow.



ps. I will start adding more updates tomorrow. I will try the mode of "one chapter with 3,000 words, two chapters a day, a total of 6,000 words" first, and then slowly return to 8,000 words a day.