My Empress Likes Handsome Guy

Song Xiuchen stretched out his hand to push her away. He gasped heavily and covered his chest in agony. Jiang Dong staggered and fell on the ground. She put her arm around Xiuchen song's leg and began to cry: "it doesn't matter if you don't like me. I like you very much."

Song Xiuchen's legs were weak, and he had no strength to break away from her. He calmed down a few breaths before he could say: "there are herbs prepared by Mr. Lu in the kitchen, which will be boiled for half an hour on a low fire."

Jiang Dong quickly "um" a, wiped tears, got up and said: "I'll cook medicine!"

Song Xiuchen watched her run out, then hurriedly took out a handkerchief from his arms and covered his lips. The plain colored handkerchief was dyed red with blood.

Jiang Dong boils herbs and feeds song Xiuchen to drink medicine. Seeing flour and eggs in the kitchen, he spread out pancakes, fried a bowl of eggs and brought them into the house.

Song Xiuchen in a cotton Cape, half lying in bed, holding a volume of books to read. Jiang Dong took the book in his hand and said, "it's dark. What are you looking at. I'll read it to you tomorrow. "

Song Xiuchen did not speak and looked at the eggs and pancakes that came to her.

Jiang Dong smiles sweetly and wraps the egg in the cake and presents it to him with both hands. Song Xiuchen broke off half, but only ate two mouthfuls and did not eat.

Ginger winter bitter Xi Xi begged: "face to eat more."

Song Xiuchen shook his head. He had no appetite. He looked at the wine pot on the table and asked, "is there any wine in it?"

"No!" Jiang Dong did not go to weigh, direct way: "you do not drink."

Song Xiuchen said: "the mouth is bitter."

Jiang Dong blinked his eyes, picked up his face and said, "I'll try it." Then he went straight to his lips and licked them. She smashed her mouth, nodded and said, "it's really hard."

Song Xiuchen looked at her quietly, and he knew what she was talking about.

Jiang Dong said with a smile, "don't you look so sick and charming? As much as I took advantage of you! "

Song Xiuchen seems to be a sigh, turn his head no longer look at her, "it's not early, rest."

"I'll boil hot water and wash you first."

Song Xiuchen's eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything.

When he agreed, Jiang Dong ran to bring hot water, dipped in wet cotton towel, wiped his face and hands carefully, and carried a basin of water for foot washing, and squatted down to take off his shoes.

Song Xiuchen said: "Jiang Dong, do you know what you are doing?"

Jiang Dong's hand trembled in the air, put his feet in the hot water, gently knead, "I know."

He said coldly, "if you feel guilty, you don't have to! It's nothing to do with you

Jiang Dong raised his eyes and asked: "Xiuchen of Song Dynasty, you seek stability for those women in Bajiao garden. Do they really want to be stable?"

Song Xiuchen twisted his eyebrows and said nothing.

Jiang Dong continued: "when I saw Xiao Lang miss his whole life, I used to just laugh. But when I met you, I knew it was true. Mr. Lu said there was still a ray of life, so I believed in it. I want you to work hard first, and then settle accounts with you slowly! "

She wiped the water off his feet, helped him lie on the bed, and washed himself. She lay on the bedside beside him and looked at Xiuchen with his eyes closed, but she knew he was not asleep.

Hesitated for a moment, she lifted the quilt and climbed onto his bed. She reached out and touched his quilt. It was cold. During the day, she found that song Xiuchen's temperature was low, and now he was not even covered with quilt. Pipi reading net www.pptsw.com

It was late spring and cold at night. She didn't think about it. She went straight into his quilt and lay down next to him.

A faint fragrance penetrated into song Xiuchen's nose, and his soft body lay down close to him. He clenched his fist, and finally he could not help but open his eyes, turn his head, and her eyes, close at hand.

Song Xiuchen took a deep breath and suppressed his thoughts. He said, "I was poisoned, not eunuch. What do you mean

Seeing that he finally said something that sounded familiar to him, Jiang Dong leaned closer to him, blinked his eyes and said innocently, "I'll warm your bed. Don't all the maids in the plantain garden warm their beds like this? "

Song Xiuchen turned and put his arms around her waist. His voice was warm and angry: "warm the bed? I'll tell you how to warm it! " Fingers flick to untie her belt

"Well Don't play rogue... " Misty autumn eyes revealed a bit uneasy, Jiang Dong subconsciously retreated, holding his unruly hand.

Song Xiuchen raised a cold smile at the corner of his lips, "are you not going to warm my bed? What are you afraid of? "

"You're all like this. You're not honest. If you die in my gentle Town, I'd be more sorry..." Jiang Dong hung his eyes and did not look at him, his face was flushed.

After a moment's silence, song Xiuchen asked softly, "I can't live long. Why should you do this?"

Jiang Dong thought for a moment, "yes, why should I be so? But I don't feel quite reconciled. I always think you won't die. Otherwise, I'll give you a baby. You have such a good gene, don't waste it... "

She had a fever all over her face. She couldn't speak in her head. She didn't know what she was talking about.In the dark, song Xiuchen's eyes were burning, but he finally turned over and lay down on his back, tightening her to his arms. Jiang Dong smelled the light sandalwood on his body, "what do you think of this idea?"

Song Xiuchen closed his eyes and said very coldly, "how can I let Li Yuanzhong's daughter provide me with more children?"

Jiang Dong was not very angry and hummed: "start to pretend again! I don't want to give you birth yet! In ancient times, the death rate of having children was so high... "

"Shut up and sleep!"

Jiang Dong closed his mouth honestly, nestled in his arms and fell asleep.

The next day they got up, and neither of them mentioned that they were sleeping together last night. Neither of them felt embarrassed. Jiang Dong beat two pieces of tofu, bought a chicken and a pork leg in the village. She made a soup of bean curd and egg flowers for breakfast, and pushed song Xiuchen in the courtyard to bask in the sun, while she killed chickens on the side.

At the scene of the killing of chickens, Jiang Dong lost the feathers, and then she ran back to the kitchen with half a bowl of chicken blood.

Song Xiuchen looked on coldly and sarcastically: "it's a chopping all over the place. It's not easy to do things. What kind of Northwest empress should I be! If you don't cover your hot butt on that chair, you will become a lost dog again

Jiang Dong called in the kitchen: "it seems that the old mouth is not cheap, the dog can't change to eat excrement!"

Song Xiuchen haughtily said: "the Minister of Hubu can scold you in the street. How can I surrender myself?"

Jiang Dong came out with a basin of boiling water and soaked the dead chicken in the water. She said with a smile, "what body can you fall into? How great are the slaves? "

Song Xiuchen's mouth slightly raised, but no longer said anything else, just quietly watching the woman who rolled up her sleeves to pluck chicken feathers.

Jiang Dong's heart is sour. She finally knows what kind of person song Xiuchen is. He is elegant and elegant, and he is also dark and cold.

"What are you looking at?" she asked? What are you laughing at

Song Xiuchen said slowly, "I look at the moon, flowers, rain and snow. Why can't I see you?"