C19 Greeting(1)

Spring left and autumn came, and the old wings returned to winter and summer.

This year, the autumn of the deer park came early. As soon as August arrived, the osmanthus flowers were fragrant, the rich and precious chrysanthemums golden. The wooden door had already been replaced with a jade door, and the walls were decorated with paintings.

There was only the thousand-year-old peach tree. The peach tree was long gone, and the leaves had started to dry up and turn yellow. The autumn wind blew, and the peach tree began to sigh in loneliness.

Aside from Xia Ji, no one else knew how lonely it was.

Like herself.

At this moment, she could no longer sit under the peach tree and stare blankly at the sky, because there were always people shuttling back and forth. Ladies and gentlemen, embroidery ladies … Every day, they would come and go, measure her weight, make her wedding clothes, let her choose fabric, look at flowers, and try on new clothes … There were also all sorts of jewelry, and they all had to be shown to her …

She had no interest in listening to these people's flattery.

However, the young girl's heart was agitated and uneasy.

She was looking forward to the arrival of Prince Chen, the sooner the better.

At this moment, the deer park was no longer the same as before. When it was quiet and desolate, she liked every single blade of grass and every tree here.

Now, with the splendor of gold and jade, the rats had been driven away without a trace, she felt like a guest who had entered a foreign land.

She was anxious to get out of here.

The only comfort she could feel was from the fact that her child was alive.

However, after walking for such a long time, he had disappeared without a trace. Spring left and autumn came. Half a year had passed.

The two countries were neighbors, so why had they not seen each other for so long?

However, there were often news that the betrothal gift, envoy, and so on and so forth … Even if she didn't know anything about him, she would understand as long as she saw Zheng Mu and the others fawning on her.

Still, she was bored.

Fortunately, by this time, she could already walk around.

On that cool autumn evening, she walked out of the deer park and arrived at the imperial garden's backyard. This place was deserted, and after dusk, concubines would never return.

She always chose to come out at this time to avoid meeting anyone.

The path was filled with fragrant flowers and numerous cones. Occasionally, a little white rabbit would quickly pass through … She smelled August laurel, her palm was pressed against the stamen, but she didn't know that in a secluded corner, a pair of thief eyes was staring at her …

That's the son of the Young Master, Man Man.

Zi Man was going crazy.

Xia Ji's marriage became the most important matter in the palace: betrothal, betrothal, marriage … For this enchanter to be able to sell it at such a high price, the joy Zheng Mu felt could be imagined. With his back against a tree to take advantage of the shade, he firmly sat on the throne of Prince Chen's father-in-law, and was no longer afraid of any powerful country.

As such, Zi Man heard news of Xia Ji every day … The ladies said, the concubines said, the servants around them said … Every day, people would always say … Xia Ji, Xia Ji …

A hungry wolf had once held a piece of meat in its jaws, but it never reached his mouth.

Can you imagine such pain?

What was even more bizarre was that ever since he tried to force Xia Ji, he had a strange illness — he could no longer get close to any woman's body … No matter how hard the wives tried to please him, please him, tease him, they couldn't … As long as he started, he would immediately go soft …

From then on, there was no way for him to do so.

But the more this happened, the more abnormal he became.

He blamed all of this on Xia Ji — that monster must have used some sort of enchantment — to be saved only if he came close to her and got her once.

But … where would he get the chance to get close to Xia Ji?

Finally, he looked for a chance to see her on this day a million times —

Under the osmanthus tree, under the gentle breeze, a pair of snow-white hands, delicate cheeks … She's ten thousand times prettier than the most beautiful woman in the world...

He suddenly felt a part of himself hardening — as if he had seen this girl for the first time — and there were two types of women in the world. The first was that he wanted to marry her immediately with just a glance, and the second was that he wanted to push her down and tear her clothes apart with a single glance … As for Xia Ji, she had both.

He was pleasantly surprised. He knew that he had a heart attack — a heart attack that required careful treatment. As long as he could get her completely once, he would be cured.

She was about to be married, and his chances were already slim. He had to seize it, he could not miss it.

He was about to charge down …

However, he stopped dead in his tracks.

He heard that her voice was gentler than the spring wind. She sounded happy, delicate and tender. "Child spirit …"

He almost fell off the wall.

Prince Chen was here!

In this world, the man he couldn't afford to offend had arrived.

He hated him to the bones, but it was useless. He didn't even dare to show his face.

The person who had just arrived was none other than the child spirit.

At that time, he was still ten meters away from her. He stopped, and she came running and stopped across from him, looking up at his dusty face.

Their gazes met. After a long while, he smiled and embraced her. "The wedding procession has arrived. I couldn't help it. I came here secretly to check on you first …"

His heart was beating so fast, so fast, she could hear it.

One was lovesick and two were troubled. So it turned out that this half a year had also been torturous for him.

She laughed like a blooming spring flower.

On the autumn evening, a slight chill was banished without a trace by his wide embrace.

The seed spirit suddenly felt very hot, its whole body was restless, it was even more unbearable than before the great battle.

He knew the reason, so he hugged harder and harder.

It was an uncontrollable feeling. In the next moment, his lips had already tightly covered her …

It was a tender intimacy, a sweet beauty... This was the first time that Xia Ji had experienced such warmth.

A young man and a young woman were like flowers before the moon, and they shared a mutual love … What could be better than this?

She fell.

A thin band of green clothes covered her soft body like a top-grade ancient jade under the moonlight. It was unbelievably smooth.

The seed spirit's breath quickened as it tried its best to suppress the last bit of reason in its mind. "I want to marry this woman. I must spend the best time on this night in my bridal chamber …" Everyone dotes on her, but I can't. I will definitely treat her like a treasure …

The love he felt at first sight restrained the desire that rushed up to him. However, the one in his arms was his fiancee, the woman he was about to marry. He had to do all the proper etiquette, how difficult would it be to restrain himself?

Furthermore, she was hugging his neck like this, soft and docile, her heart pounding like a deer's.

She breathed out like an orchid and drilled into his neck with a hint of sweetness. She was even stronger than the most powerful knockout drugs … At that moment, all of his willpower suddenly collapsed …

This was the first time for Xia Ji as well.

Since her engagement to Crown Prince Chen, according to the rules of the palace, there was naturally an old palace maid who would instruct her on her wedding night. Although they had mostly explained it, they had never personally experienced it before. They only vaguely understood what was going on.

She had tried to force her way through the quilt twice before, but in her mind, the affair between a man and a woman had become a terrible nightmare — no fun at all, only brute force, strength, pain and humiliation. That was why he resisted Zi Man with all his might.

However, when Zi Ling hugged her, she felt as if her entire body was melting. His arms were wide, and his breath was in her ears. It was an unparalleled longing, like countless hazy spring dreams …

She did not feel any fear.

Even when his large hand gently untied her clothes, she did not dodge, and only shyly closed her eyes.

The child spirit could no longer suppress his emotions. He leaned into her ear and whispered in a very gentle tone, "Don't be afraid, Xia Ji. I will treat you well …"

At this moment, he suddenly heard a sharp sound.

The seed spirit was shocked, and instinctively let go of Xia Ji.

Xia Ji was even more frantic as he frantically rose to his feet.

He heard hurried footsteps nearby and shouted, "Assassin …" Assassins... The assassin ran towards the west … "

The footsteps were heading in his direction. She turned pale with fright, not knowing what to do, but clasping her hands to her chest. The child spirit grabbed her robe and draped it over her body, completely covering her. The next moment, she was already standing in front of her, blocking her path.

The large group of people stopped.

The leader pretended to be surprised, "Why is it Prince Chen? Your Highness, forgive me … The guards said they found a suspicious assassin, so we chased him … Your Highness, may I ask how did you get here? "

Zi Man's face was full of vulgarity, and her eyes were filled with jealousy and hatred. Of course, he could tell what his child spirit was doing … Crown Prince Chen's clothes were all messed up, his crown was a little messy, and he was breathing rapidly …

This was something that her son had longed for for for for a few months, but had never been able to obtain. Now, this fellow actually dared to steal a piece of jade before her …

However, that was a privilege granted by Zheng Mugong. Zheng Mugong fawned over his future son-in-law and offered to let him enter and leave the palace freely for fear that the friendship between the two of them would fade.

Zi Man did not dare to take action against Prince Chen, as all of her anger was directed at Xia Ji.

At this moment, Xia Ji was hiding behind Zi Ling. She was shivering, but when his body covered her, she strangely quieted down. She just pressed her face against his back and calmly hid herself – this man, he was about to become her husband. With him here, why would he be afraid of a barbarian?

Zi Man was driven mad by this invisible intimacy. However, the soldiers that had caught up did not know who was behind Crown Prince Chen. Furthermore, his long sleeves were covering him, so they did not dare to question him.