Shen Zhixi still fell down, and the injured area hurt a little.
Directly above her head, there was a bamboo flowerpot hanging. The lily of the valley flower strings were particularly abundant. Several flower branches were pressed down and hung on the outer end of the flowerpot, as if they were peeking at her and Song Lianzhou.
I have turned around a thousand times just to meet you.
Thinking of the lily of the valley flower, she turned her eyes again to look at Song Lianzhou, who was leaning over.
Song Lianzhou used his hands to pull her legs apart.
So that he could get closer to her.
Immediately afterwards, he pinched her chin again and used a skillful squeeze to pry open her mouth.
Immediately, he lowered his lips.
The sweet taste of the jelly beans was very rich and spread throughout her mouth.
This feeling is also familiar.
That's how she fed Song Lianzhou a jelly bean in the bathtub.
"Is it sweet?" Song Lianzhou stepped back a little and asked.
Shen Zhixi did not respond, but her eyes became increasingly moist. Song Lianzhou's fingertips slowly traced her cheek, and he said in a soft tone: "Thanks to these jelly beans these years, otherwise I don't know how to untie you and feed them to me." The suffering."
"Shen Zhixi, do you really don't want me?"
"But I want you, I want to torture each other to death with you."
His hand went up from her waist to hold her body, and his other hand covered the top of her head to suppress her. His lips moved from top to bottom to her neck, and finally landed on her rapidly beating heart.
"Song Lianzhou."
Shen Zhixi pushed his shoulder, trying to get him to stop. Two tears fell from the corners of his eyes at the same time, sliding into his black hair.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Wanying is your child."
Song Lianzhou didn't react much, he only raised his head slightly with a cold expression.
"Afraid?" he asked.
Seeing him like this, Shen Zhixi felt a chill in his heart.
She had told too many lies, and it was rare for her to tell the truth even once without being believed. Song Lianzhou felt that she had made up this lie to deceive him in order to prevent him from doing anything.
She closed her eyes, frowned and sighed in her heart.
But at this moment, she missed the cold flash in Song Lianzhou's eyes, and at the same time said coolly: "Whether she is or not, it does not affect my desire to have another child with you now."
"But you said that before my injury heals, you won't..."
"That's for the one I love. There's no need to be so careful with someone like you who has a heart of stone and is full of lies. If someone has a heart of stone like you, I don't know how painful it is."
"Okay." Shen Zhixi opened his eyes and followed his words and replied, "Okay, it's up to you."
Then, she began to unbuckle her belt.
He took off the coat that was half pulled off his shoulders, pulled off the belt, and then neatly unbuttoned the inner coat, spreading it all out to reveal his slender body, including...including the innermost coat.
As smooth as the pure white lily of the valley in the room.
"I never saw it before, but now I can see it. How is it? Is it the same as you imagined?"
She looked relaxed and smiled.
Song Lianzhou's hair fell down on her body, which made her feel itchy.
He didn't answer, but the hidden smile in his eyes became more and more sickly.
A flower room filled with lily of the valley is full of love and desire.
The door of the house was locked, and there was no wind blowing. All the lilies of the valley in the room were quiet without any swaying. The only thing that kept swaying was the round wooden table, which varied in amplitude, sometimes in amplitude, and at the most intense moment it was kicked to the side. He knocked down the jelly bean boxes on the chair and scattered candies all over the floor.
Song Lianzhou was neatly dressed in white, and no matter how eager he was, it didn't seem to disturb him at all.
The only thing that was different from before was that his lips were stained with blood, as if he was thirsty for blood. It formed a strong contrast with the pure white of his body. The combination of bloodthirsty and purity was terrifying and charming.
Shen Zhixi's cheeks were white and tinged with red.
Weakness and enthusiasm are intertwined in the body, forced to feel, forced to the top of the senses again and again.
From the wound on his chest, blood overflowed like a blooming rose.
The strong fragrance of lily of the valley deeply entwined the two of them. The fragrance was richer than ever before, and it was like this quiet flower room was so lively for the first time.
Whispers, soft curses, begging for mercy, sobbing...
With the door closed and across the courtyard, nothing can be transmitted. All the secrets and taboos only fall in the eyes of the lily of the valley in the room. The lily of the valley is silent and only remembered in the heart.
I entered in the afternoon, and it was almost dusk when I came out.
Shen Zhixi was held in Song Lianzhou's arms, her hair and clothes were messy, as if she had been thrown on casually.
She was carried to Song Lianzhou's room in the main courtyard.
There were no people along the way. Occasionally, I met a servant who was also dressed as a servant. I didn't see a maid. When the servant saw Song Lianzhou hugging the person, he lowered his head in a sensible manner and did not dare to look more.
She was placed on Song Lianzhou's bed. His bed was also dull and gray, the same black color he used to wear.
When Song Lianzhou tried to take off her clothes again, she covered her eyes and gasped: "It hurts."
This time today is more painful than any time in the past.
It hurts more than the night of consummation.
"What do you think I'm going to do?" Song Lianzhou pulled her clothes off to her shoulders, exposing the injured wound. Then he turned around to find a bottle of medicine and came back. He pinched the bottle and sprinkled powder on the wound.
"This body is too weak, it really has no taste."
Listening, Shen Zhixi laughed weakly.
It’s tasteless, why have you been tossing it for so long?
"I'll take you back later. We'll continue tomorrow."
Song Lianzhou didn't stay long. He gave her the medicine and then turned around and went out. His whole person was filled with a strange coldness, and he left without any regrets.
Naturally, Shen Zhixi was also happy to be pure.
After calming down, a feeling of weakness gradually emerged, and my eyelids were twitching, unable to resist the sleepiness.
outdoors.
Wei Hong entered the courtyard with a roll of white paper in his hand, handed it to Song Lianzhou and said: "Sir, this is the Queen's personal history in the past three years. Our people secretly copied it. It is difficult to get it if it is further hidden." .”
Song Lianzhou took the roll of paper and spread it out to read.
Judging from the pulse record, nothing special can be seen.
"What you can get may not be true. The incident just happened yesterday, and the Taiyuan Hospital's defense will definitely be strengthened in the past few days. Don't act too hastily, lest you expose the truth."
"Don't worry, Young Master, this pulse record was copied a few days before the Empress' illness. The Young Master told her to pay more attention, so every time the imperial physician went to check the Queen's pulse, our people also Everyone will always make a note on this copied pulse record. I haven't had time to look at yesterday's pulse record yet. As the young master said, if there is another accident with the queen's illness, these few days will definitely be the most critical moment. , our people don’t dare to act recklessly.”
"Um."
Song Lianzhou responded calmly, but frowned after a moment.
"The pulse record says that the queen had symptoms of vomiting and discomfort many days ago."
"Yes, sir, but this is not the first time this has happened to my empress. Over the years, Yi Yi has experienced this situation repeatedly. Sometimes she will also feel dizzy. After taking a few medicines, the symptoms will disappear. It looks like just an ordinary physical discomfort, just like the imperial doctor said, it is the sequelae of years of worry and old injuries that have not healed."
