"I want to go back."
Wei Cheng didn't speak for a long time. In the dark rockery, the man's heavy breathing was especially obvious. It seemed as if thousands of vines were growing with every breath, wrapping her silently, almost making her breathless.
"Are you so anxious to break up with me?"
He seemed to be smiling.
There was no hint of laughter in the laughter.
A strand of hanging hair on the temples was held loosely in his hand, and his fingers casually wrapped around the strand of hair, playing with it like a beast that had caught its prey, feeling the pleasure of the prey trembling under his claws.
"I'm afraid that if someone finds out, it will implicate the general... Shaojun." Shen Yinxiao held down his belt, "Madam Wang and Lan Xi are both here."
"Afraid of getting me involved now?" Wei Cheng's hand slowly traveled up her waistline and stopped at her throat. The curve of her slender neck was much rounder and gentler than that of a man. The skin under his palm, Smooth as mutton-fat jade, "Just now in front of Li Chang, weren't you afraid that I would ignore you and deliberately exposed the red marks on your arms to seduce me to stay?"
After his thoughts were exposed just now, Shen Yinxiao paused and his voice softened a bit: "Marquis Juyang Ting was drunk and lost his hand for a moment, causing some pain. I don't know that Shaojun also saw it... .”
A cool voice came from my ears: "Shen Yinxiao, you are the only woman who has lied to me in front of me and still doesn't change her face."
She shut her mouth.
"In front of me, how many truths and how many lies do you tell?"
Sometimes, Wei Cheng really liked the way she looked when she was lying to him, like a vixen, beautiful, charming, and pretending to be innocent.
Sometimes, he really wanted to be cruel, throw her aside and stop caring about her.
Shen Yinxiao pursed his lips and spoke slowly: "I don't dare to deceive Young Master."
"Only a ghost can believe you." Wei Cheng snorted, grabbed her wrist, and rubbed his hand up her wrist. Shen Yinxiao struggled. She didn't want to be forced by him here. She could be anywhere, but not here. , Lan Xi is here, and Wang Yuanjun is also here. Even though Wei Cheng has not officially married yet, she still feels the humiliation of having an affair.
"What are you doing? I won't eat you?" Wei Cheng took out the porcelain bottle in his sleeve. Almost all generals carry gold sore ointment with them. He rubbed some ointment on his fingertips, bit by bit. Apply it to her red and swollen wrists.
The cool ointment was applied to the wrist, and after a while, the swollen area felt cool.
"What do you think I'm going to do?" His tone was teasing.
Shen Yinxiao's face burned red, and her hand that had nowhere to rest fell down, and her fingertips touched a bit of coldness, which was the string of Pisces pendants. She curled her fingers into the palm of her hand and put them into her sleeves as if nothing had happened.
"Do you really want to marry Mrs. Wang?" she suddenly said.
Wei Cheng didn't say anything, and still played with the strand of hair between his fingers, which was regarded as acquiescence.
Something seemed to crack in her heart. She took a breath silently and said hoarsely: "Then what if I...are discovered by her?"
"Just don't let her find out."
Wei Cheng said calmly.
This sentence was like a dull hammer hitting her heart, making her internal organs hurt. She forced a smile and said: "Paper cannot contain the fire, you will always find it."
"No." He said firmly. After a long silence, he added: "It's okay if she finds out. Besides, it's not necessarily that she will marry me."
After all, he would still get a wife.
Even if it wasn't Wang Yuanjun, it wouldn't be her turn. Shen Yinxiao didn't want to bring trouble to herself anymore.
Shen Yinxiao knew his temperament, and it was pointless to say anything more, so he kept thinking.
These days, she has mentioned more than once that she does not want to be a concubine, but for Wei Cheng, who is used to giving orders, these words are simply contradictory. She is a powerless woman who lets someone be a general.
She frowned slightly, with a touch of sadness on her face: "That's all, I just pity my parents, I'm afraid they will be implicated by me. My body is like duckweed, I will fall wherever the wind blows, it doesn't matter to me, but I Even though my parents are old, they are still being laughed at because of me..."
In the thick night, the moon was hidden under the clouds. Wei Cheng originally held her in his arms. When he heard the words of the woman in his arms, he paused and slowly lifted her waist up so that she faced him.
He studied her expression carefully.
Shen Yinxiao's heart skipped a beat, and a bad feeling came over him, knowing that he had overacted.
Suddenly too sensational.
Wei Cheng was always suspicious and could sense something was wrong immediately.
Sure enough, under the full moon and floating clouds, Wei Cheng's eyes were particularly bright under the faint moonlight.
"Yin Xiao, you've gone too far."
Shen Yinxiao's throat rolled, and a look of embarrassment appeared on his face. Fortunately, it was dark at night and he couldn't see clearly face to face.
She supported his chest, her bare hands like jade carefully smoothed the wrinkles on his collar, arranged his somewhat messy clothes, and asked sourly: "Then will you marry Lan Xi?"
Wei Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "You don't want me to marry her?"
"I have a good relationship with her, so naturally I don't want to see you get married." She gently pressed her side face against Wei Cheng's chest, hearing his steady and dull heartbeat in her ears.
"Sisters can serve one husband together, I can't do it." She muttered, the tip of her straight nose outlined a soft and round arc, her half-draped eyelashes trembled slightly, half angry and half pleading: "I will say it even if you are angry, I Just can’t do it.”
Wei Cheng laughed and raised his hand to stroke the bun on the back of her head. The satin-like black hair passed through his fingertips. The faint fragrance of jasmine made him very happy, and his voice became much softer: "Don't worry, I won't Will marry her."
Shen Yinxiao, who was lying in his arms, breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense shoulders softened. If Wei Chengzhen married Lan Xi and made peace with her in secret without knowing it, she would not be able to sleep well every day. Go to hell.
Where Wei Cheng could not see, the sad and sorrowful look in Shen Yinxiao's eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a calmness like dead water.
The two bodies were close to each other, and the heat was rekindled. Wei Cheng's throat rolled, and he pinched her waist to bring her closer. Shen Yinxiao's clothes today were loose and elegant, with mostly laces on her body. Wei Cheng dragged her She raised her hips upwards, and her lips and teeth traveled from her lips and teeth all the way to her neck and collarbone. She followed the silk ribbon on her clothes and used her teeth to pull open the knot.
Shen Yinxiao's gauze, long skirt, and undershirt were peeled off one by one and fell to her feet. Under the moonlight, her skin glowed with a jade-like luster. Wei Cheng looked at it in confusion and his breathing was disordered.
"cold......"
Beneath Wei Cheng, Shen Yinxiao's body trembled slightly, and her voice sounded like she was afraid, which reminded him of their first night. Shen Yinxiao also trembled and blossomed in his hands like that night, transforming from a cardamom girl into his woman. , is also his first woman.
He came back to his senses, hugged her tighter, and murmured: "It's not cold, it will warm up soon."
