Jin Yi Kill

Wang Yanqing was so ashamed that his face was bleeding, and he hammered his arm: "You let go, what are you doing?"

It's a pity that the armchair for daily use is too short, and the sandalwood is too hard. Lu Heng was afraid of her, so he hugged her and sat up, turned and put it on the desk. Lu Heng intentionally moved his position and said, "It should be this position, Qingqing, am I not mistaken?"

Wang Yanqing followed his line of sight and almost fainted. What he was talking about was the time when he almost went on fire in the study, he was still thinking about it, and even deliberately returned to the exact same position as that day!

Wang Yanqing bit her lip and said angrily, "I still feel sorry for you just now, and I really want to help you."

"I know." Lu Heng laughed, holding her neck with one hand and kissing her lightly on the lips, "Don't bite, I'll feel bad if you bite. I know you want to help me, because of this, I want to I got close to Qingqing."

After all, he has only one purpose! Wang Yanqing was so angry that she simply loosened her teeth and bit him. Lu Heng noticed her movement and did not hide, and still raged on Wang Yanqing's lips without any scruples. Wang Yanqing was reluctant to die, she just bit his lip lightly, not even scratching the skin.

Lu Heng let go of her lips, his palm still held her neck, the bridge of his nose pressed against hers, and the two of them could smell each other. Lu Heng said with some regret: "What's the use of such a little strength. Why don't you bite?"

Wang Yanqing snorted softly and said, "It's you who took advantage of it when you bite, it's not as good as your wish."

"You're right." Lu Heng said with approval, "Many people have asked me what's wrong with my lips today. I thought that Qingqing was thin-skinned and didn't tell them the truth. But there should be an attack on Jinyiwei. Say it. Qingqing, what do you think?"

Lu Heng never compromised on what he wanted to do. Before he went out in the morning, he said that he would settle accounts with her, and he must get it back with the benefits.

Wang Yanqing felt that he was determined to do it, she pursed her lips and said unconvinced, "You are a sin of desire, so why bother."

"Yeah." His other hand was already in the corner of Wang Yanqing's leg, and he slowly and unreservedly separated her legs, "Then do you recognize it?"

Thinking of last night, Wang Yanqing intuitively told her that if she refused, this beast would definitely use many tricks to toss her. Wang Yanqing knew that Lu Heng was soft and not hard, so she stalemate for a moment, gave up the useless shyness, took the initiative to wrap Lu Heng's neck with both hands, and said softly: "I will listen to you, but at least go back to the bedroom."

Seeing that he didn't move, Wang Yanqing wrapped his arms around his neck and continued coquettishly: "Brother, husband..."

Lu Heng couldn't help but sigh, Qingqing learns things really fast, and he was sure of his fate so quickly. If it was something else, Lu Heng would definitely be reluctant to reject her, but in this kind of thing, Lu Heng still didn't want to wrong himself.

Lu Heng smiled and hugged her waist and pushed her closer to him: "Okay, what you said, you will listen to me after you go back to the bedroom."

Wang Yanqing's psychological defense line collapsed in an instant. She gritted her teeth and said with wide eyes, "I clearly didn't mean that!"

Lu Heng didn't reply, and focused on peeling off the rest of her clothes. It's so cute, she actually reasoned with Jin Yiwei. To their group of jackals, it doesn't matter what the other side confesses, what matters is how they want to understand.

Lu Heng chose not to understand people's words again. Wang Yanqing tried to pull on the front of his clothes, but he still saw that the clothes on his body were getting less and less. She simply gave up, lying directly on the table, and said, "Whatever you want, don't expect me to cooperate anyway."

"Have a backbone." Lu Heng smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist, suddenly pressing an acupuncture point on her waist, "It seems that my husband's work is not good enough, which makes my wife uninterested."

Lu Heng didn't know where he pressed it, Wang Yanqing's back was numb, and his mouth almost let out a sound. She hurriedly bit her lip and clasped his arm so hard that her earlobes turned red: "You, you..."

Lu Heng thoughtfully helped her to complete the rest of the words: "Beast, nasty, dirty. Qingqing, your swearing is too polite, just repeat these words over and over again."

Wang Yanqing was so angry with Lu Heng that when facing such a cheeky person, Wang Yanqing would be half-dead with anger when he was not doing well. Lu Heng suddenly picked up Wang Yanqing and carried her to a place. Wang Yanqing was surprised that Lu Heng had changed her personality. Are you going to let her go today?

But it soon turned out that she was thinking too much. Lu Heng put Wang Yanqing in front of the bookshelf, pulled out a book precisely from it, and said, "Qingqing, I have to teach you a few curse words. Come on, open it. "

Wang Yanqing only had a layer of middle clothes left, barely covering his body. She didn't want to read the book Lu Heng gave her at all, but Lu Heng stood behind her and blocked her between the bookshelf and her body. As soon as she stepped back, her back pressed against Lu Heng's chest. Even through the fabric, he could feel his body heat.

Lu Heng's breath fell on Wang Yanqing's ear, and said hoarsely, "Why don't you open it and see?"

Wang Yanqing felt his hand, and under the threat, he could only open the book, which looked unpretentious. However, as soon as the first page entered her eyes, she blushed.

This is a fire escape map.

Wang Yanqing was so embarrassed that he didn't know where to put his eyes, but his hand gradually deepened, Wang Yanqing tried to stop it, and said as seriously as possible: "It's all paintings, there's no swearing words."

She didn't know it herself, her voice was trembling, and it had turned into a pool of spring water. Lu Heng leaned beside her and said with a low smile, "Yes. If you can't find it, you will be punished."

In the end, Wang Yanqing did not find any indecent words, but was forced by him to look at some indecent pictures. When Wang Yanqing finally returned to their bedroom, her knees were blue.

Lu Hengping backed away from the maid, holding Wang Yanqing's leg, and while helping her revitalize her blood, she said with pity, "You are too easy to leave traces, and a large piece of green is turned off with a single touch."

Wang Yanqing's black hair on the side of the temple was wet just once, and now her voice is hoarse: "Do you call that a light touch?"

Lu Heng thought for a while and sincerely admitted his mistake. He lowered his eyes and looked at the warm jade under him. It was supposed to be flawless, but a lot of blue and purple were lying across it. It looked pitiful, but he wanted to leave more traces of destruction on it.

Lu Heng stretched out his hand, perfectly fitting a fingerprint, and said, "It's my fault. Let's be more careful next."

When Wang Yanqing heard this, her eyes widened in disbelief: "Next?"

Wang Yanqing also sighed before that Lu Heng really loves investigating cases. He seems to not need to sleep, and he stays in Nanzhen Fusi all day long. Now Wang Yanqing understands that he is not a lover, but is born full of energy. Instead of venting his energy on work and investigating cases, he would always vent elsewhere.

Wang Yanqing woke up even later the next day, she didn't even know when Lu Heng went out. Her wrists were weak on the edge of the bed, and after a long delay, she finally sat up.

Wang Yanqing was only fortunate that he tossed in bed last night, and the house was not as messy as last time, otherwise, she would never have the energy to clean it up again.

Wang Yanqing got up late, and it was almost noon when she was done grooming and having breakfast. The secret book that records the words and deeds of senior officials is still in the study. Wang Yanqing wanted to go to the study to continue doing business, but as soon as she entered, she saw the elegant and elegant sandalwood chair, the low-key and reserved desk, and the neat bookshelf at the back. She really had no face to stay. , pretended to be calm and returned to the bedroom with two booklets.

She was nestled on the Luohan bed, leaning against the soft pillow behind her, and flicked through the records. After she became familiar with the process, she doubled the speed of finding information, and quickly found useful information from some seemingly trivial daily records.

The higher the official position, the less certain they will say. They know the virtues of Jin Yiwei, and they won't say it too clearly even at home. However, Wang Yanqing was born good at knowing people, and even through a piece of paper, he could tell which of their words was false and which was true.

Wang Yanqing flipped through these records, thinking that Lu Heng was exposed to this kind of thing every day, no wonder he didn't want to get married before. Walking in the dark, what he sees every day is the selfishness and filth of human nature, but he can still maintain an upright man's heart, which is really rare.

This half-lying reading is the easiest way to get sleepy. Wang Yanqing will soon finish the second book. She feels a little tired from her eyes. She leaned on the pillow and wanted to rest for a while, but she fell asleep inadvertently. When she woke up, she found that she was covered with a blanket and the book in her hand had been taken away.

Her shoulders moved slightly, and a low and clear voice came from beside her: "Awake?"

Seeing that it was him, Wang Yanqing fell back, covering his eyes with the back of his hand, and asked, "What time is it?"

"You Shizheng."

"Have you been back for a long time? Why didn't you call me?"

"No, just got back." Lu Heng hugged his wife's slender and soft waist and sat up with his arms around her.

Wang Yanqing studied martial arts when she was a teenager. Her limbs are slender, her skin is delicate and firm, and her body is fine and slender. She is not full of loose and soft meat like ordinary boudoir girls, nor is she slender and scrawny like she starved out of a blind diet. Well-proportioned and slender, it feels great in the arms. Moreover, she stretched the ligaments when she was a child, and her body is particularly flexible, and she can pose in any position, which is very popular with Lu Heng.

Lu Heng held the lazy and weak wife who had just woken up in his arms, and his voice softened unconsciously: "Are you hungry?"

Wang Yanqing leaned against his chest and nodded weakly. Lu Heng was afraid that she had just woken up cold, so he pulled the blanket over her and said, "It's been hard for you these past few days."

Wang Yanqing's brows moved slightly, she opened her eyes, and Qing Lingling looked at him. Lu Heng was stunned when she saw her, and he laughed when he reacted: "What I said was really hard for you to help. However, in that respect, Madam is also hard work."

Skinless and faceless, Wang Yanqing pushed Lu Heng away angrily, sat down by himself, and said, "Let's eat first."

When the two were eating, Wang Yanqing told him about today's progress. She said, "It's the first time I've done this kind of thing, and there may be some inaccuracies. I recorded the page numbers on the paper. Do you want to check it again..."

"No." Lu Heng held her hand and said, "I trust the things you handle. Don't think about it, eat first."

After the meal, Wang Yanqing accompanied him to the study to do some official business, and then went back to the room together. Wang Yanqing has been worried that he will play tricks again, but fortunately, tonight Lu Heng was very divided, and he was well behaved until he went to bed.

Wang Yanqing breathed a sigh of relief and finally got a good night's sleep.

With Wang Yanqing's help, it only took five days for Lu Heng to investigate the person the emperor explained. As usual, he went to the palace to make an oral report. As for who to choose as the head coach, Lu Heng was not to worry about.

Bit by bit, time passed, spring returned to the earth, all things recovered, the shadow of the change of Renyin Palace gradually faded, and the court officially prepared to fight against Japanese pirates. Changes in the capital could not affect Wang Yanqing, her life was peaceful and regular, except that she had to adapt to Lu Heng's endless tricks in the night, and was forced to bear his energy that seemed to never end, there was no other dissatisfaction.

At the end of February, the emperor defied all dissenting opinions and decided that Zhu Wan, the censor of the right deputy capital, who was serving as the governor of southern Jiangxi, should be replaced by the admiral of Zhejiang and Fujian coastal defense military affairs, governor of Zhejiang, and defense against Japanese pirates. Zhu Wan came from a poor family and was a child of a poor family in the true sense. He did not belong to the old-fashioned military system like Guo Xun, nor did he belong to the Southern Scholar system where civilians held military positions. Not good.

The ready-made fat fell into the mouths of outsiders, and many courtiers in the DPRK were dissatisfied, and they were arguing and arguing for a while.

The court struggle will never subside. When the courtiers were blushing over the Japanese pirates, the female relatives in the capital were already happily preparing for the Shangsi Festival. The Shangsi Festival is a rare festival for female relatives to go out. The trend of outings has long been on the rise in Beijing. Jinlou and Buzhuang are rushing to launch new products, and they go in and out of each mansion.

In Zhenyuan Hou's mansion, a daughter-in-law, with her hair combed, couldn't stop smiling and said, "Mrs. Hou's face is white, and this body is covered in gold, which complements Mrs. Hou's complexion. Others wear bright red and look cramped. It's just you who are newly married. Live this domineering color."

Su Ji Buzhuang's daughter-in-law knew that Mrs. Zhenyuan Hou had just gotten married and was in the limelight recently, so she complimented Hong Wanqing with all her might. There was low laughter from the room, and many aunties showed clear smiles on their faces. Hong Wanqing blushed slightly at this sight, but her eyebrows were very useful, and she said gracefully: "Then stay. Come down."

When Su Ji Buzhuang's daughter-in-law heard that Hong Wanqing was going to buy it, she was overjoyed, and she even poured out a bunch of good words. It was nothing more than complimenting Hong Wanqing's nobleness and beauty, and being favored by her husband's family. After all, Yunjin is known as inch of gold, and gold everywhere is the most expensive in Yunjin. A new wife who has just entered the door dares to spend so much money on clothes, even if there are many wealthy families in the capital, it is rare.

The most notable thing in Beijing is high-ranking officials and relatives, and Miss Gonghou has a lot of them. If you are favored by your boudoir, if you leave the cabinet, you have to be controlled by your mother-in-law. The mother-in-law is different from the mother-in-law. The mother-in-law is willing to spend a lot of money to dress up her daughter, but the mother-in-law may not.

Hong Wanqing decided to make a top with gold all over the place, and then picked and picked, choosing a skirt from the rest of the fabric. The tops are so expensive, and the skirts can't be timid. Hong Wanqing has been choosing for a long time, but he has not found satisfactory fabrics.

Aristocrats pay attention to face, even if they are shy, they have to support the table when they are guests outside. Hong Wanqing dragged on for a long time and was almost dragged into an old girl. In February this year, she finally got married to Fu Tingzhou. She didn't want to let her former best friends look down on her, so she dressed up for the Shang Si Festival, and she must be amazed.

There is a maid in Zhenyuan Hou's mansion who can make clothes, and Yongping Hou's mansion also married her embroidered mother, but how can she be compared to Su Ji, a skilled craftsman hired from Nanjing and Suzhou and Hangzhou at a high price. Therefore, the wealthy wives and wives in the private bank in Beijing will choose fabrics and patterns from Su Ji, and then let Su Ji embroidery Niang tailor the clothes to make clothes that are completely in line with their own minds.

Hong Wanqing has seen this kind of posture in her boudoir, but she used to follow her sister and sister to level the fabric together, but now it is finally her turn to be the master of the house. Hong Wanqing has just been able to manage her own money. She is full of freshness. She doesn't care about the price at all, she only thinks about beauty.

Hong Wanqing couldn't find a completely satisfactory material, so she asked Su Ji's wife: "I remember a rumor a few days ago that a kind of snow satin was woven in Nanjing. We only got two pieces in total and sent it to the capital at a high price. I heard that. This kind of snow satin is like red plum reflecting snow, and the luster is different from every angle in the sun. I heard that these two pieces of fabric are in your Su Ji, why didn't you bring them today?"

Hong Wanqing is newly married and needs to wear red all over. Weddings only happen once in a lifetime, which bride doesn't want to be beautiful? Xueguang satin is rare and beautiful, and the most rare thing is that both of them are red. Ever since Hong Wanqing heard about it, he has been inquiring everywhere, wanting to buy Xueguang satin.

Hidden Dragons and Crouching Tigers in the capital, of course she knew that she could not win the top prize as her own, but she could also share a horse with others. A piece of cloth is big enough to make several skirts.

When Su Ji's daughter-in-law heard this, she was worthy of being the young lady of Yongping Hou's mansion, and the news was well-informed. She was about to speak, when someone behind her suddenly pinched the back of her hand, Su Ji's wife snorted, and the words rolled on the tip of her tongue, and immediately changed the direction of the wind: "Mrs. Hou, you are joking, the things woven in Nanjing are a small piece of cloth. Zhuang, where can I get it? You might as well take a look at this dark-flowered satin, it is dignified and noble, and it is the most suitable for a bride like you."

Su Ji's wife smiled and tried her best to recommend other fabrics, not mentioning snow satin. Hong Wanqing was a little disappointed, but what she didn't have no one else had, maybe those people exaggerated. Hong Wanqing cheered up and went back and forth to choose from the remaining pieces of fabric, and finally selected one of them.

After choosing the fabric and measuring the body, half a day passed after this toss. Su Ji left with the fabrics and patterns, and before the festival, they would send someone to bring the ready-to-wear. The person who Hong Wanqing sent Su Ji away, although the Marquis of Yongping was a military general, he was very strict with their daughters.

Sitting on the Arhat bed drinking tea, she couldn't help but glanced at the sky and asked, "Has Lord Hou come back?"

"I'm back, I'm talking to the old man's old department in the front yard."

Hong Wanqing snorted and said angrily: "So there are guests. You go and deliver some cakes to the Hou Ye, and let the Hou Ye come back early today. Although court affairs are important, you can't always sleep in the study room."

"Yes."

The maid led the order to retreat. Seeing Hong Wanqing's dejected appearance, the dowry maid approached and pinched her shoulders, slowly persuading her, "Mrs. Hou, the court is discussing the matter of raising troops to fight Japanese pirates recently. Master and Marquis of Wuding are very concerned about it, uncle. Young and energetic, he has just been promoted from Datong, and he must be a hotly debated candidate for this expedition. Lord Hou is a person who does important things, and naturally he will not indulge in the love of his children. You must be considerate and considerate."

Hong Wanqing sighed, and she was finally able to say two heartfelt words to her dowry: "I understand, which aspiring man would spend all day in the house? Isn't it too cold to go back to the wedding room?"

The dowry mama lived twenty years longer than Hong Wanqing, and was used to seeing men and women. She is actually not optimistic about Fu Tingzhou. Men are very real. If they like them, no matter how busy or tired they are, they can always make time. But Fu Tingzhou has been pushing and procrastinating since he got engaged. His wife was tired for a month or two, but Fu Tingzhou's love for Hong was very dull. Except for the three days of the wedding, he rarely entered the room after that.

This doesn't seem like a good omen.

The dowry maid couldn't help thinking of what she had heard before. It was said that Fu Tingzhou had a childhood sweetheart who had been with him for ten years, and the marriage was all set, because the Yongping Marquis Mansion had to give up. The Hong family has always known about this matter, and the Marquis of Yongping doesn't care. For men, what they want is political alliance. The few women around Fu Tingzhou are of no importance at all; Mrs. Marquis Yongping also knows about it, but she doesn't care about it.

Before Hong Wanqing passed the door, Mrs. Yongping Hou, including the dowry maids, felt that a mere civilian girl, how could she compare with the noble and noble daughter of the Houfu? When Fu Tingzhou has a newcomer, he must soon forget his old childhood sweetheart.

But now, the dowry mama felt that things were a little off the hook.

Fu Tingzhou's feelings for the ex-fiancee were far deeper than they imagined. Even if no one is in the mansion, it can still make Fu Tingzhou unhappy.

The dowry maid felt a little tricky, but in the face of Hong Wanqing, she definitely couldn't tell the truth, and she still used the way that Hou Ye was busy and had no time for children to comfort her. Hong Wanqing listened to her mother for a long time, and persuaded herself again, and her brows settled down.

Seeing Hong Wanqing like this, the dowry sighed in her heart. She even regretted it a little. When Mrs. Yongping Hou knew about Wang Yanqing's existence and insisted on letting Hong Wanqing marry, she should persuade Mrs. Now that the boat is done, the dowry mama can only hope that the man's inferiority will take effect as soon as possible.

Hong Wanqing has already talked about the Shangsi Festival, and the dowry maids also cheered up and complimented Hong Wanqing with a smile: "Don't worry, Madam Hou, you have a good reputation in your boudoir, and now you are newly married again, and it will be decided on the Shangsi Festival. It can surprise four people and come out on top."

Hong Wanqing said: "Mommy, don't say these words, people will hear a joke. There are so many ladies and wives in Jingzhong, where can I get my turn?"

Although she said so, there was pride in her eyebrows. The uncle is the head of the nobles, the Marquis of Wu Ding, and the husband-in-law is the Marquis of Zhenyuan who has the most momentum. Hong Wanqing has been attracting attention since her engagement, and I don't know how many people have flattered her. With her jewels in front, who else in the capital could compare to her?

The wind blows the willows, and soon, the Shangsi Festival is here. On March 3, the capital city was full of BMW carved cars, and the streets were full of fragrant clothes.

Aristocratic female relatives are very particular, and they cannot be easily seen by others. Even if they come to the riverside for a walk, they must surround the road with brocade, so as not to be bumped by civilians. From early in the morning, the riverside was full of laughter and laughter. Officials’ wives, Princess Wangsun, wealthy merchants and wealthy families took their families to the riverside to eat. In ancient times, it was for bathing by the side of the river. Today, the Shangsi Festival has already become a place for outings and socializing.

The spring breeze is blowing, hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, and even the river water seems to be scented with fragrant powder. An official wife was busy socializing with her daughter. At this time, there was the sound of a chasing wheel behind her. The official wife didn't care and glanced at it casually. She looked back, stunned, and reacted abruptly.

Mrs. Guan hurriedly turned around, both ingratiating and fearful, and greeted the visitor with a smile: "Lord Lu, Wan'an. The governor has a spare day today, so he came to eat by the water?"

Lu Heng dismounted, nodded lightly to the person who was speaking, and then went to the side of the car to help Wang Yanqing get off, without any intention of answering. With his current status, not many people dare to surround him even if he comes to the intersection in person.

Mrs. Guan was not annoyed that Lu Heng ignored her, and she still had a smile on her face. She looked at the carriage, wondering who was inside. The only person in the world who deserves to be escorted by Lu Heng is the emperor, right?

But the palace didn't hear that the holy car was coming out.

Mrs. Guan was muttering when she saw the door of the car being pushed open by a pair of plain hands, and then came out from the inside a woman with a chu-waist grub collar and an immortal appearance. She was bright red, but her skin was extremely white. It's almost glowing.

However, Lu Heng, the commander of Jin Yiwei, who is known as the smiling face of Yan Luo, made everyone in the capital feel terrified, and when he saw this woman, he showed a smile and stepped forward to help her get out of the car.

Mrs. Guan felt that she was blind. She could actually see a gentle look from Lu Heng? She was stunned for a while, then suddenly reacted.

In the world, Lu Heng deserves to be personally escorted, besides the emperor, and his wife.