Chapter 88 Chapter 88 Stop at the moment when she is about to lose control...

Shen Qingchen admitted defeat.

He is no match for Jiang Hexue at all.

At least now, with her holding his hand, biting his ear, and listening to her say such nonsense, he felt that all the energy and blood in his body were rushing together, boiling and burning his last bit of sanity.

But Jiang Hexue had no intention of letting him go.

Holding his hand, she guided it up from her waist. The moment her fingertips touched, Shen Qingchen's breathing became disordered.

Jiang Hexue led him to lie on top of her, her smile soft and ambiguous: "Husband——"

"You haven't learned your lesson at all." Shen Qingchen's fingers were stiff, not daring to move, and he spoke in a hoarse voice. "I haven't made enough trouble last time."

But he didn't dare to move. Jiang Hexue didn't dare to move. She raised her shoulders slightly, guided his fingertips to sink in, and tightened.

His suppressed breathing made the tips of their ears burn.

"Jiang Hexue." Shen Qingchen called her by her full name, perhaps intending to scare her, but his voice was trembling, and his emotions were evident.

"How was it last time?" Jiang Hexue was actually no longer able to stand steadily, but she was still trying to tease him. "Qiong Qiong enjoyed it."

"Could it be that Qiong Qiong has made your husband tired?" She lightly touched his fingertips with her fingertips, moved up along his fingers, and touched his wrist bone.

An electric-like numbness spread throughout the body along the meridians.

After a while, Shen Qingchen tightened his strength.

Jiang Hexue whimpered unexpectedly.

The hem of her skirt was lifted up, and Shen Qingchen easily took back the initiative, holding her hand in return, and leaning over to kiss her lower back.

The lavender veil trailed on the ground, like smoke and fog.

-

Sooner or later, you will have to pay for what you have done.

Jiang Hexue finally realized this deeply.

But it's too late.

Her limbs were limp, and she could only hold on to Shen Qingchen's arm across her waist, barely maintaining her balance.

In fact, she knew that with him holding her, she would not fall, but this was indeed too insecure. Holding on to the wall didn't work, and holding him didn't work either, so she could only timidly say: "Go back..."

Shen Qingchen pretended to be deaf and dumb, lifted her chin with his long fingers, then turned his head to kiss her, their foreheads touching.

Jiang Hexue's breathing was disordered. As soon as he let go of her, she was about to fall down weakly, but he hugged her again.

"Look up," he whispered. "Look in the mirror."

Jiang Hexue raised her head again as he said, but as soon as she saw her own appearance in the mirror, she immediately lowered her head again.

No matter how much he was persuaded, he would not listen.

I would rather not look at him than look up.

Shen Qingchen sighed softly, interlocked his fingers with hers again, pressed them against her lower abdomen, and repeated the old trick.

But he stopped at the moment when she was about to lose control.

"Chen Qingchen!" Jiang Hexue called his full name in embarrassment and turned around to glare at him, her cheeks flushed.

"Aren't you going back?" Shen Qingchen found her lips and kissed her, laughing softly. "I hug you?"

Jiang Hexue gritted her teeth and listened to him ask, "Is it okay?"

He asked several times patiently, and she finally agreed.

Her knees rested on the soft silk quilt, and her palms finally found a foothold, but the next moment, his hands were around her waist again.

The passionate kiss fell on her shoulders again. Her loose black hair was wet with sweat, like a painter splashing ink on snow-white rice paper.

Jiang Hexue was on the verge of collapse, but Shen Qingchen used the same trick again and asked her vindictively, "Are you tired?"

"We've only just started." She said stubbornly, trying to provoke him into a good mood.

But he saw through her little trick at a glance.

Shen Qingchen lowered his body, gently held her earlobe in his mouth, held her hand, and still covered her lower abdomen, pressing with force and speed, letting her feel it.

But he refused to do as she wished.

"I was wrong..." Jiang Hexue was tortured so hard by him that she finally begged for mercy pitifully.

"Where's your fault?" Shen Qingchen still refused to let her go.

"I was wrong for provoking my husband and arguing with him..." Jiang Hexue sobbed.

Shen Qingchen finally agreed to her wishes.

He lowered his hand again, interlocked his fingers with hers, and kissed her sideways.

He was particularly talkative tonight. He no longer coaxed her to call him "Qingqing" or "Baby", but instead repeatedly asked her -

He is someone to her.

Jiang Hexue didn't understand immediately at first and answered casually.

It was not until he had kept her hanging like a punishment that she began to think hard about the answer and finally told him what he wanted to hear.

And Shen Qingchen got her soft "husband", and while kissing her, he responded to her: "Madam."

There was no bronze mirror, but he still wanted to see her.

Finally, he was willing to let go of her shoulders and rolled with her in the silk quilt, forehead against forehead.

The thin gauze curtains of summer swayed in the night wind.

At night, cicadas chirped, the windows were slightly open, and the laughter of the bustling city during the Qiqiao Festival could be vaguely heard.

"Don't you really regret not going out?" Shen Qingchen held her shoulders and asked in a low voice.

Jiang Hexue looked up at him, her eyelashes wet with moisture. She was furious at the bullying, and the corners of her eyes were red.

But she never complained as coquettishly as before. She rubbed his hair and said softly, "I have never regretted it."

"I can celebrate countless Qiqiao Festivals with my husband, as well as the Lantern Festival and the Mid-Autumn Festival..."

"I'm happy to be with my husband..."

Her voice has always been sweet with a hint of hoarseness, but now that she is immersed in love, it is even softer than usual. When it passes by her ear, it is like the lightest summer rain falling on the lake of her heart, rippling the softest waves.

Shen Qingchen's ears were numb from her sweet words.

But he never said it out loud. He just rubbed her earlobe with the tip of his nose and lingered with her again.

Taking her feelings into consideration, he became more restrained.

"It's okay, you can try harder..." But Jiang Hexue held his hand tightly and said indulgently.

Shen Qingchen really acted recklessly as she said, but she didn't even frown in pain. Her watery eyes were misty and full of emotion, and she agreed softly: "Yes..."

He was so attracted by her behavior that he almost lost control completely.

His fingers twisted and dug into the silk quilt, veins popping out on the back of his cold white hands, and he almost wanted to crush her in his arms.

But even though his desires were raging to the peak, Shen Qingchen still remained sober, remembering how hasty this situation was.

But just as he was about to pull away, the girl in his arms suddenly grabbed his neck and pressed it down.

At the same time, she bit the tip of his ear, and then she pressed her soft red lips to his Adam's apple, and her nimble tongue extended out to lick it lightly.

Her legs were hooked around his waist, tightly together.

Everything happened so suddenly that he had no time to react.

When he finally reacted, he lowered his eyes and saw that the face of the daring girl under him was already filled with the smug look of a little fox. With half-closed eyes, she called him softly, "Husband?"

Shen Qingchen pressed the tip of his tongue against his teeth, and for a long while, he closed his eyes helplessly.

Blame him for being careless for a moment and letting his guard down because of her "sugar coating".

You should have known that you had behaved so rudely just now and she would not let you off easily.

-

The Liang family suffered a series of defeats.

Liang Li, who had fought desperately to attack the city earlier, was now restrained and stationed in the northern suburbs to reorganize his troops. He also sent someone to deliver a letter of truce.

"Why are you taking a break?" Xu Qingyan resisted the urge to tear up the torn paper. "I must kill Shen Zelin."

"Father has already issued an imperial decree to kill Liang Li and Jiang Tao without mercy. Has he gone mad this time?" The usually elegant Shen Zeyuan frowned as he looked at the truce letter.

Shen Qingchen pointed at the tortoise shell and did not respond immediately.

After a while, he put a piece of red-hot charcoal into it.

The tortoise shell was heated, and irregular cracks appeared. He stared at the intricate cracks and said calmly, "It's stalling for time."

"Bei Xuan will send more reinforcements. The number... might be eight or nine tenths of the country's total military strength."

When these words were spoken, everyone present was shocked.

"Crazy?!" Jiang Heye and Xu Qingyan spoke at the same time.

"Liang Li and Jiang Tao were tools Bei Xuan had used to profit from exploiting the people of Longlin Border for years. How could they be so heartless as to abandon them?" Chen Qingchen said calmly as he threw the tortoise shell away. "I just never imagined they would be so entangled."

"How many days will it take for the reinforcements to arrive?" Shen Zeyuan asked after a moment of silence.

"Three days." Shen Qingchen took out another brand new tortoise shell, fiddled with it twice, put in charcoal, and observed the signs of cracking.

"Perhaps tonight, or perhaps tomorrow, we should infiltrate the enemy camp, kill Liang Jiang and the other two, and capture Shen Zelin alive." He spoke calmly. "It's a fight to the death, or vice versa."

There was another silence.

"A Yuan is good at formations, not close combat, so don't let him go." Xie Junyi took the lead. "I can go."

"I can do it too." Jiang Heye said.

"You're good at taming beasts. Would you go with a few tigers in a grand manner? Or would you throw needles if someone saw you?" Xu Qingyan asked him back, then said, "I'll go. I'll catch Shen Zelin."

"I have to think about it again." Shen Qingchen finally said.

After leaving the main camp, he returned to his tent, closed his eyes slightly, and turned the compass.

Xie Junyi's departure is a death hexagram. Xu Qingyan's departure and capturing Shen Zelin is a good hexagram, but killing Liang Jiang and the other two is also a death hexagram.

But Jiang Heye and Shen Zeyuan are indeed inappropriate.

He silently recited his name again and cast a fortune.

The pointer swayed and approached the death hexagram countless times, but it never stopped once.

"Zhaohua--" The pointer did not stop yet, but the curtain was opened.

Shen Qingchen turned around and met Jiang Hexue's gaze as she walked in with a lunch box. The girl raised her lips and smiled: "Come and have dinner with us! I made loofah, river shrimp and mushroom soup for you today..."

He glanced at the shaking hands, sat down next to her, and watched her open the food boxes with a smile, mumbling to him one by one.

The rosy glow of the sunset shone through the gaps in the curtains onto her face. Her skin was as white as porcelain, and her eyebrows and eyes were beautiful and bright.

He glanced at the clepsydra.

It was now almost Youzhong, and there were still three hours before he planned to leave with Xu Qingyan.

After a while, Shen Qingchen heard herself ask softly: "After dinner, do you want to go out and play?"

-

The military camp was set up at the city gate, making it inconvenient to enter the downtown area.

Jiang Hexue thought about it and took Shen Qingchen to Anshan Temple.

"When I was little, my mother always brought me here to pray for my younger brother to grow up safely." She held his hand as she walked along the path. "I was naughty back then, and she couldn't keep an eye on me, so I always came here to play by myself."

At the end of the trail is Lianghe, the moat of Liangzhou.

"There's a legend in Liangzhou," Jiang Hexue said, pulling him to a stop by the Liang River. "Let's make a wish on a catalpa leaf boat. If it floats to the bend, your wish will come true."

Shen Qingchen picked a leaf from an ancient catalpa tree nearby for her. She took it and folded it into a catalpa leaf boat in a few strokes.

"Make a wish." Jiang Hexue held it in front of him.

The summer breeze blows gently, soaking the cool dew of Lianghe River.

The girl in front of him had phoenix eyes that reflected the bright light, as clear and gentle as the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

After looking at each other for a moment, Shen Qingchen closed his eyes and clasped his hands together at the simple catalpa leaf boat.

"Let it go." After about a moment, he raised his eyes.

"What wish did you make?" Jiang Hexue asked curiously. "Is it the same one you didn't tell me at Renshu Temple?"

Shen Qingchen said “hmm”.

"What is it?" Jiang Hexue asked.

The catalpa leaf boat in her hand was taken over, Shen Qingchen squatted down, and carefully placed it into the Liang River.

"If it doesn't sink," he whispered, looking at the catalpa leaf boat drifting on the waves. "Tomorrow, I'll tell you."