Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest updated peasant girl concubine, don't be too sweet the latest chapter!In the Liu Yun Pavilion, there was silence.

From being held back to being put on the bed cover, the woman has never made a sound or said a word.

Eyes closed tightly, not looking at anyone.

The quilt was shaking, just like Liu Zhixia's hand, trembling constantly.

There seems to be something condensing and gathering in the air, making it impossible for people to breathe, and only a gentle movement can lead to an explosion of destruction.

Two soft taps sounded outside the door, and Liu Zhixia looked at the quilt, which was suddenly still, and stood up and went out.

It was Wei Zi who saw him coming out and handed him something.

Seeing that thing, Liu Zhixia's pupils shrunk sharply, and the light and shadow rose and disappeared.

That's his medicine bag.

He took it, clutching it fiercely in the palm of his hand.

He didn't know when Wei Zi was leaving. There were scenes flashing in front of her, all of them were bullied.

He could even imagine that the despicable people lured her with his medicine pouch.

The outburst of gas in my heart was sharper than bursting with bloodthirsty tyranny.

He knew that there were windy cypresses, and those people were bound to be punished, but he still wanted to tear those people to pieces again!

brute!

Slowly walking back to the room, looking at the people wrapped in the quilt, Liu Zhixia's heart kept hurting.

She was so humiliated for him.

"Yuzheng..." He walked to the bed and he called her tremblingly, "I will take you to bathe."

The person in bed still didn't respond.

Liu Zhixia picked up people and went to Liuyun Pavilion Tangchi, but his heart began to sink slowly.

When people suffer great stimulation, they will close themselves to protect themselves.

This is what he knew from his sister.

Just like Asura, he was crazy.

Now Fu Yuzheng is almost in that state.

Mu Ran, his expression numb, his eyes empty.

Immerse yourself in your own world without giving any reaction to the outside world.

Unless someone can pull her out.

The hot air in the Tangchi room and the hot water had been put away, and the maid who wanted to stay was served. Liu Zhixia personally carried the person to the edge of Tangchi.

He knew that with her pride, he certainly would not want anyone to see her so embarrassed.

Putting people down is still ignorant.

Wrapped in his robe, he looked empty, and besides still shaking, nothing happened.

"Yuzheng." Liu Zhixia closed her eyes, settled her mind, picked her up again, and walked into Tangchi together, "I will help you."

Speaking, she started to understand her robe that had become wet with water.

Fu Yuzheng suddenly opened his hand and screamed.

Crazy push.

Hold her hand tightly and hold her, "Yuzheng, Yuzheng! I will help you! I am Zhixia!"

"I am Zhixia, look at me!"

"I help you, Yuzheng, and I will take care of you in the future!"

His repeated shouts gradually calmed his arms and looked at him with empty eyes.

For a long time, he heard her voice, dry and hoarse, flat tone, mulan statement.

But every word reveals the vicissitudes of life.

She said, "I'm dirty, Zhixia."

Liu Zhixia burst into tears.

"Not dirty, not at all."

"I was soiled by them, Zhixia."

"Not dirty, Yuzheng, you are not dirty. The dirty ones are those who hurt you, it is their fault."

She looked at him.

"The sin they committed should not be borne by you." He stroked her cold cheek, "Don't punish yourself like this, Yuzheng."

It is said that the boy does not flick with tears, and his tears sting her.

Fu Yuzheng smiled sadly and pulled off his robe. Ning Baiyu's body was completely exposed in front of him, and the bruises on his body were shocking.

At this moment, she had completely forgotten her shame, pointing to the bruises on her hands, her voice was sharp, "Did you see that, is it not dirty?"

Each of those bruises reminded her of those distorted faces, which made her sick and nauseated and made her humiliated.

Then she wished she could die immediately!

"If you think these are dirty, I'll wipe them out for you." Liu Zhixia raised his eyes, which were so deep that he couldn't see the bottom. "You look."

Pulling off the gourd-shaped jade pendant hanging from the neck, the bottle stopper was opened, the fingertips were stained with the liquid in the bottle, and the deepest bruise on her wrist was wiped.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, the bruise quickly faded and disappeared!

Fu Yuzheng's eyes widened.

The man's movements never stopped, and the dirty spots on her disappeared little by little before her eyes.

He let her watch, he really helped her wipe off the dirt.

Trembling all over, she choked with a voice, "So, it doesn't mean... it's not dirty."

"Look."

His voice was soft, eyes fixed on her, and her lips covered her jade white skin.

Kissing and sucking, re-covering the new red bruises on it.

"Yuzheng, is it dirty?"

Fu Yuzheng was so trembling that he could not speak.

Is it dirty?

Obviously sticky and wet, but did not give her the disgusting feeling.

Because in his eyes, there is no lewd lust.

His kiss has no hint of blasphemy.

Between the look and movement, the cherish of her like rare treasures reached her heart.

She didn't resist it, more so because it was the man she loved.

She stood standing in the water, letting him print kiss marks on her body, washing away the dirt on her body and the haze in her heart.

In the big soup pond, men and women are doing the most intimate movements, but there is no love and color, and they are all pious and cherished.

Shivering, Fu Yuzheng's dry eyes and water vapor slowly condensed, and finally condensed into clear pearls, falling down one by one.

Sobbing silently, sobbing quietly, and finally crying out loud.

Liu Zhixia straightened up and embraced the crying woman in her arms without persuasion.

Just cry out.

Cry out all the grievances and pains so that your heart will not get sick.

Bathe the woman to clean her body, hug her back to the room and put it on the bed again. Before leaving, he kissed her forehead, "Sleep well, I'm right next to it."

The hand was grabbed by the woman, and she tried hard.

Her drooping eyelashes were trembling, like a butterfly that was about to fall, "Zhi Xia, help me... wash it."

Liu Zhixia's eyes deepened, "Are you sure?"

"Help me." She raised her eyes and looked at him.

Throwing away the woman's self-esteem, she will give herself to him.

Only he can dispel the nightmare for her.

As for what will happen in the future, she doesn't think about it, she doesn't want to think about it.

This man is happy even if he is with him for a moment.

"Okay." He said dumbly.

The clothes were removed and the red tent fell.

He covered her, and the moment he ran through her, he whispered in her ear, "Yuzheng, from now on, I will be your husband."

Tearing pain came, she smiled and hugged his neck tightly, tears and rain.

Liu Zhixia, this man, she can go to hell for him.