Sheng Chong Concubine

Chapter 871 Whose Conspiracy?Journey to Jiangnan (3)
Qiu Mingyue drank tea unhurriedly, "Didn't she have a miscarriage? Still so energetic?"

"Isn't it?" Cairui sighed with a bit of sympathy: "Speaking of which, the third lady is also pitiful. She just lost her child, and the third uncle didn't seek justice for her, and even neglected her. The servant of Xue Guohou's mansion Not many people regard her as a master. No, she went back to her mother's house. The quarrel was upside down, and people were going to cry on the street. Madam was so angry that her face turned pale. The second young mistress and the old matriarch who took care of the young master. The old matriarch knew what was going on, and immediately slapped the third miss, ordered her to be sent back, and restrained the sixth miss, and the matter stopped go down."

Qiu Mingyue nodded, "Is Eldest Sister feeling better?"

"Missy has been ill for almost a year, and although she hasn't recovered yet, she is almost better."

"Okay." Qiu Mingyue put down her teacup, "You go to Jiangnan with me tomorrow."

Cairui's eyes lit up immediately, "Yes."

Qiu Mingyue asked the maids to retreat, and after a while Feng Qingli came back and told her that the prince agreed.Qiu Mingyue immediately arranged for someone to pack the luggage.

"You said, if we go to Jiangnan this time, we will have to stay at least a few months, so we will have to bring a lot of things." She sat on the soft couch, looked at Feng Qingli, and said.

"Well, it's almost summer now, just bring some more summer clothes. As for the others, you can buy them."

Qiu Mingyue lay down and looked at the roof, full of joy.Suddenly thinking of a question, she turned her head sideways, propped her head on one hand, her long eyelashes drooped, and the eyes under the eyelashes were shining, black and bright like jewels.At this moment, those jewel-like eyes flashed with joy and excitement, making it even more exciting.

"Where do we live in Jiangnan?" She played with her hair boredly, "My two cousins ​​are married to Jiangnan, so I can go to them. But we have to go for a few months, so we can't stay at their house all the time Bar?"

"Don't worry about that."

Feng Qingli looked down at her, Ruyu's fingers pinned the hair on her face to her ears.Only a tuft of black hair that was as smooth as a brocade fell down her chest, and the black hair on her temples made the skin on her face fair and flawless, as smooth as fat.His fingers inadvertently touched her skin, it was soft and soft, and the slight temperature felt like an electric current under the touch of his fingertips, which made her joints and even her muscles and blood tremble.The fingertips seemed to catch fire in an instant, and quickly burned the entire arm.

Such a familiar throbbing has been beating fieryly at his fingertips in his chest every night for the past three months.Holding her in his arms every night was a kind of torture for him, a happy torture.He thought of the extremely elastic skin under her thin clothes, and his heart trembled again.With this tremor, the fingertips moved again.The instant silky feeling just now seemed to still have residual warmth on the fingertips.

He lowered his eyelashes, his eyes glowing with fire.He stretched out his hand suddenly, but pulled her up naturally, leaning against his arms.

"Father used to visit privately in low clothes, and there was another courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River. In recent years, Father has gone there several times a year, and we have everything. We can just live there."

Qiu Mingyue blinked. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, his voice was still hoarse.

After three months of marriage, they slept together in the same bed every day. He hugged her and fell asleep every night, except for kissing her. Although he tried his best to suppress and restrain himself, he never crossed the threshold.He is 17 years old this year, just at the age of youth.If it were other noble boys, how could they endure such a normal physiological need of human beings?
Thinking of what Yan Ju said again, she bit her lip.Even if Yanju doesn't threaten her, she is still too young at her current age.What about after that?It can't be like this for a lifetime.

Jiangnan...his legs are also healed, at that time...

She lowered her eyes and made a decision in her mind.

"Okay, it's getting late, go to sleep, I have to get up and go on my way tomorrow morning." Feng Qingli whispered in her ear, the longing that was suppressed just now was gone.

Qiu Mingyue glanced at him, feeling both warmth and pity in her heart.After all, he still respects himself, otherwise he could use force on her.The two of them were originally husband and wife, and it was only natural for them to have intercourse.But just because she didn't want to, he waited.

How many men in the world can do this kind of care and tolerance?

The sky gradually darkened, and Qiu Mingyue slept deeply.Feeling a little cold in the middle of the night, she turned over, subconsciously looking for that warm embrace, but found nothing.She opened her eyes, where was Feng Qingli's figure in front of her eyes?
She frowned, sat up, fastened the gauze curtain with a silver curtain hook, and called out.

"Red calyx?"

She didn't like maidservants keeping watch at night, and she wasn't sure if Hong'e was outside, so she called out tentatively.

After a while, footsteps sounded, and then someone moved the bead curtain, and Hong'e walked in.

"Concubine Shizi, are you calling your servant?"

"Do you know where the prince has gone?"

Qiu Mingyue got out of bed, poured herself a glass of water, moistened her throat, and only then felt a little more awake.

"Oh, the son just went out, and he said he would be back in a while, and let the slaves guard outside, and let you know if you wake up."

Qiu Mingyue frowned, "Where is he going in the middle of the night?"

"This... I don't know about this servant girl." Hong E shook her head, expressing that she was not clear.

Qiu Mingyue looked out the window, the moonlight had long since disappeared into the clouds, the sky was dark, and there was a depressing silence.

"What time is it now?"

"It's almost Yin time."

"Where is he going so late?" Qiu Mingyue shook her head, "Okay, I see, you go down."

"Yes."

Honge went out, but Qiu Mingyue didn't feel sleepy anymore, she simply lay down on the soft couch, covered her body with a quilt twisted with gold and silver silk thread, and waited for Feng Qingli to come back.After a while, footsteps were heard.She immediately looked up, and saw Feng Qingli lift the bead curtain and walk in pushing the wheelchair.Seeing her lying on the soft couch, he froze.

"Why did you get up?"

Qiu Mingyue sat up, "Where have you been?"

Feng Qingli pushed the wheelchair over, "We are going to the south of the Yangtze River, and some things need to be arranged."

Qiu Mingyue didn't ask what it was, "Is everything arranged now?"

"Hmm." He nodded.

"Go to bed then, I'm sleepy again now."

She stretched, stood up, and walked to the bed.She lifted the quilt and lay down on it. After Feng Qingli also lay down on the bed, she immediately buried her head in his arms.His hands also wrapped around his waist subconsciously, and only then did he feel the warmth that had disappeared before returning little by little.She hooked her lips in satisfaction and fell asleep again.

Feng Qingli looked down at her sweet sleeping face, a softness flashed in her eyes.Then he thought of something again, and a layer of hidden worry gradually appeared in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)