Song Qingshu swallowed his saliva with difficulty. He thought to himself, Eldest Miss, you … do you really think I'm not a man?
As if she wanted to verify it, Li Qinglu directly threw herself into his arms. She moaned and moved closer to his lips. The two of them kissed.
Song Qingshu's lower abdomen was already a ball of fire that couldn't be extinguished because of the previous incident with Tong Lao. Now that he was being teased by this stunning girl, although he still had some rationality left, he was a man in his prime. In addition, he had practiced the Joy Zen, so his needs were much more than ordinary people. Now that he was hugging the girl's soft body and smelling that inexplicably alluring sweet fragrance, how could he still resist?
His hands subconsciously hugged Li Qinglu tighter and tighter. For a moment, his mind was wandering and he didn't know where he was. The girl was even more passionate, treating Song Qingshu as her lover.
After an unknown amount of time, the fire in Song Qingshu's body gradually extinguished. He couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh, "Aiyo!"
While thinking about how to deal with the aftermath, he was about to get up. Who knew that Li Qinglu was still hugging him tightly and said in a soft voice, "Don't … don't leave me."
Song Qingshu thought of her usual cold and aloof appearance. He didn't expect that deep inside, she was such a timid and helpless little girl. His heart couldn't help but sway. He immediately hugged her in his arms and loved her tenderly …
The two of them were entangled together. After another hour, the girl opened her mouth. Her voice was soft and sweet, "Good brother, who are you?"
In fact, at the beginning, she was indeed a little dazed. Later on, she gradually woke up and found that she was entangled with a man. She almost fainted.
She instinctively wanted to push him away in anger, but her whole body was soft and powerless. She gradually fell into a kind of negative mood of despair. However, she soon realized that the man on top of her was extremely gentle. He was completely different from the beast she had imagined. Gradually, she became a little aroused.
She had always had the support of the Old Princess and her father, as well as the Emperor's love. It could be said that she had always been protected in the palm of their hands. But in the past few days, everything had changed. The Emperor's uncle who loved her the most had died, the Old Princess had escaped with serious injuries, and it was unknown whether she was dead or alive. Her father had also been secretly executed. She had suddenly changed from a proud daughter of heaven to a position that was even lower than a palace maid. Although she still tried to provoke Murong Fu to go to the Vulture Palace to try to turn the tables, she also knew that the chances of success were very small, so she fell into a kind of incomparable despair.
At this moment, she suddenly felt tender love and gentleness again. Although her rationality felt that it was inappropriate, she was still somewhat immersed in this sweetness.
In fact, when Li Qinglu woke up, Song Qingshu keenly felt it. He didn't know how to end it, but he found that the other party not only didn't blame him at all, but became even more enthusiastic, which really surprised him.
Gradually, he seemed to understand something. No wonder Li Qinglu in the original book still loved Xu Zhu to death after being tortured like that. At that time, he didn't understand what was going on. Now that he personally experienced it, he found that she most likely had a masochistic constitution, or Stockholm syndrome. That was why a princess would fall in love with a kidnapper …
"Good brother, who are you?" Seeing him fall into silence, Li Qinglu asked sweetly again. Although her cultivation was not bad among the younger generation, she hadn't reached the realm of seeing things in the dark. Naturally, she couldn't see the appearance of the man beside her.
Song QingShu didn't know how to answer, but Li Qinglu let out a long sigh and said, "Could it be that I'm dreaming? But why would I have such a strange dream? It really makes me scared, and … and …"
Song Qingshu curiously asked, "What is it?"
Li Qinglu hugged his neck and softly said, "It's happiness." Then she put her right cheek on his left cheek. Song Qingshu only felt that her face was warm. He unconsciously reached out and hugged her slender waist.
Li Qinglu said again, "Good brother, am I dreaming? If it is a dream, why do I clearly know that you are hugging me? I can touch your face, I can touch your chest, I can touch your arms. " As she spoke, she gently caressed Song QingShu's cheeks and chest. She continued, "If I'm not dreaming, why would I suddenly … suddenly lose my clothes and come to this cold and dark place while I'm perfectly fine in this room? It is cold and dark here, but there is you. There is you waiting for me, taking care of me, taking care of me? "
When Song Qingshu heard her murmuring, he suddenly thought of the unimaginable changes and pressure she had suffered recently. No wonder she had this kind of reaction to escape from reality.
When he thought of this, he felt heartache and pity at the same time.
Li Qinglu softly said, "Usually I don't pay attention to men. Why is it that when I come to this place, I … I feel uncontrollable? Alas, if it is a dream, it is not like a dream. If it is not like a dream, it is like a dream … "
Song Qingshu thought that she had been drugged by Tong Lao, so of course her mind would be uncontrollable.
At this moment, footsteps sounded on the stairs. Li Qiushui walked down and said with a smile, "Oh, when did my Eldest Martial Sister become so sentimental? Usually men are like ants in your eyes, but now you are like a little bird asking for love. Tsk tsk tsk, you should really let Senior Martial Brother Wu Yazi see what you look like now." She came in from outside and didn't see Tong Lao on the second floor. She subconsciously thought that the two were still stuck to each other. There was no light in the ice cellar and she was far away, so naturally she couldn't see what was going on.
Hearing her words, Song Qingshu had a strange look on his face. He thought that she didn't know that the person had been changed.
Li Qinglu stiffened and said with a trembling voice, "Old Princess, is that you?" Usually, Li Qiushui was very fond of her appearance and felt that terms like Imperial Grandmother made her sound old, so Li Qinglu usually called her Taifei.
"Qing … Lu?" Li Qiushui's smile instantly froze and she asked in disbelief.
"Old Princess, is it really you?" Li Qinglu had been worried about her before. Now that she was reunited with her, she couldn't help crying tears of joy.
Li Qiushui couldn't stay calm anymore. She hurriedly lit a match and saw her beloved granddaughter snuggling in Song Qingshu's arms. Her hair was messy and her face was flushed. Coupled with the messy bed sheets, there was a special smell in the air. As someone who had experienced it, how could Li Qiushui not know what had just happened?
"You … Why are you here?" Li Qiushui was stunned. She was going to come in and ridicule Tianshan Tonglao, but she didn't expect that it was her granddaughter lying on the bed. She couldn't react for a moment.
"I … I don't know." Li Qinglu was about to cry. She even hoped that it was just a sweet dream. But how could she continue to deceive herself now?
Suddenly, she thought of something and looked to the side with the help of the lighted fire. She saw a handsome face, which was strange and familiar at the same time. It turned out to be him … How could it be him?
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