Chapter 187: Nine Parts of Human Color, Truly Exquisite

Jiang Sijin was probably traumatized by Su Zhenzhen's beating, and she was terrified when she saw Su Zhenzhen instigating Hensheng to beat her up.

"Hensheng, I'm your aunt! You can't do something so disrespectful!"

Su Zhenzhen grinned, "But you're not my aunt, so it's not wrong for me to hit you, is it?"

As she spoke, Su Zhenzhen began to move her wrists.

Seeing that he had scared Jiang Sijin enough, Hensheng quickly stepped in front of Su Zhenzhen.

“Zhenzhen, if your aunt has offended you in any way, I apologize on her behalf. Please forgive her.”

In a value system that resents being born, it is impossible to remain indifferent when an elder is beaten.

Su Zhenzhen didn't really want to beat Jiang Sijin up again. She felt that the little monster had been driven crazy by her and seemed a bit abnormal.

"For your sake, I'll let her get away with this. Jiang Sijin, you better behave yourself, you hear me? Otherwise, I'll hit you again, I'll hit your face."

Seeing that Su Zhenzhen had only uttered some harsh words and knew that the crisis was over, Jiang Sijin immediately put on a playful smile again.

"Hensheng, you and Su Zhenzhen have been traveling south for so long and must be exhausted. Why don't we have a simple banquet today?"

After a moment's thought, Hensheng nodded.

The great victory in the southern campaign warrants a banquet to reward the meritorious officials.

The banquet arrangements were overseen by Chunzhi and arranged by Hu Wen. This was because Hu Wen had a considerable amount of valuable items in his private treasury, and his food standards were several levels higher than those of the people of Yangcheng.

The banquet was held in the military camp, where Hensheng and the generals drank heartily.

After a few rounds of drinks, the relationships between superiors and subordinates became much closer.

As the commander-in-chief of the army, Chunzhi naturally attended the banquet, and his drinking capacity was second to none.

Jiang Sijin didn't miss any opportunity to show off her princess status, so she also attended the banquet.

Only Su Zhenzhen didn't want to join in the fun, so she stayed in the other courtyard, ate dinner early, and went to bed.

The night was unusually dark, even the darkness seemed to carry a decadent air.

Su Zhenzhen was starting to wonder if she had eaten too much food for dinner and was feeling dizzy from the carbon dioxide, otherwise why would she feel weak all over and have a dizzy head?

Just as I was feeling unwell, I suddenly felt a heat on my body as a hot body pressed against me.

"Zhenzhen."

The familiar voice made Su Zhenzhen open her eyes.

It is hatred that gives birth.

Hensheng's cheeks were slightly flushed, and his eyes revealed excitement.

“Zhenzhen, do you know what? I’m so happy. We’ve conquered the South, and those generals are willing to acknowledge me as their lord.”

Although Su Zhenzhen felt that it was a bit inappropriate for Hensheng to be lying on her like that and talking, she couldn't reason with an excited drunkard.

“They’ve always considered you their master,” Su Zhenzhen said, going along with his words.

“It’s different. General Huo’s old subordinates are willing to serve me as their master. But the soldiers under Sister Chunzhi’s command still listen to her.” Hensheng nuzzled against Su Zhenzhen’s neck in a coquettish manner, as if seeking comfort.

Su Zhenzhen felt a ticklish sensation as he rubbed against her, and tried to reach out and lift Hensheng's head, but found that her limbs were weak and she was consciously sleeping.

"Alright, they'll listen to Chunzhi, and Chunzhi will listen to you. How can a monarch personally lead a war? Get up, you're making my head spin."

Hensheng obediently rolled onto the bed, but his hand was still on Su Zhenzhen's waist.

"Zhenzhen, are you happy for me? My next step is to deploy troops in Xijun to attack Huzhou. Soon we will be able to launch a full-scale attack on the capital. It won't be long before I can reclaim our land."

Su Zhenzhen closed her eyes, feeling utterly exhausted.

I'm happy for you.

Hensheng chuckled, like a child being praised by an adult.

The clear, melodious laughter made Su Zhenzhen open her eyes.

Of all the beauty in the world, hatred probably occupies nine-tenths of it.

His cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were shimmering with tears; one glance could drown you in them.

Su Zhenzhen was moved. She traced his eyebrows and eyes with her hand and asked softly, "Is he still awake?"

Hensheng muttered unhappily, "Zhenzhen, I'm not drunk."

The man's eyes were bright and clear, with only a sliver of clarity left to sustain them; he was incredibly easy to fool.

Su Zhenzhen closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them again with a dazed look in her eyes.

"Jiang Ruheng".

Hensheng propped himself up on the covers and gazed into Su Zhenzhen's eyes.

Who is Jiang Ruheng?

"Jiang Ruheng, it's you."

“No.” Hensheng said stubbornly, “I am Hensheng. Zhenzhen, have you forgotten? You said it yourself, Hensheng, Hensheng, Hensheng was born at the wrong time.”

“Yes. I said it.” Su Zhenzhen smiled.

I don't remember exactly what happened after that; I only know that I was caught in a sea of ​​desires and indulged in fleeting pleasures.

Nine parts of human color, truly an exquisite taste.

When Su Zhenzhen woke up the next day, she still felt dizzy, as if she was having a nightmare and couldn't wake up.

Hensheng woke up half an hour earlier than Su Zhenzhen. He was dazed when he woke up and looked around in disbelief.

How could he... how could he do such a beastly thing to Zhenzhen?

He had never been afraid of death, but now he was afraid of seeing disgust in the eyes of the woman he loved. For the first time ever, he became a coward and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep.

When Su Zhenzhen woke up, Hensheng noticed it immediately.

However, he dared not speak, and decided to leave everything to the judgment on the other side.

He will accept whatever the outcome may be.

Su Zhenzhen struggled for a while before finally shaking off the dizziness in her mind.

The bed was still the same bed, but there was now someone beside me and an extra hand around my waist.

The discomfort in my body reminded me of how intense last night's pleasure had been.

Su Zhenzhen suddenly remembered a saying from the 906th century: the best way to release stress is through love.

The more you do, the less pressure you feel.

I'm definitely not as bothered as I used to be.

Su Zhenzhen pulled the hand off her waist.

Feeling embarrassed to continue pretending to be asleep, Hensheng opened her eyes, which shone like stars and were filled with remorse.

"Zhenzhen, I'm sorry. I don't know why I acted that way last night. Don't worry, I will definitely marry you. If you have any grievances, you can hit me or scold me. Just don't do anything rash."

If it were a native, ancient person, encountering such a situation, they would inevitably cry and wail, even contemplating suicide.

But Su Zhenzhen grew up in the 906th century, where the ideas were far too advanced.

There are plenty of people who just sleep together and don't get married.

"I'm a little thirsty." These were the first words Su Zhenzhen spoke.

"I'll get you some water." Hensheng stood up and casually threw on a piece of clothing.

Su Zhenzhen's eyes were somewhat unnatural as there were many red marks on her jade-like skin.

I never imagined I could be so ruthless in some ways.

The water in the teapot had long since gone cold, but Su Zhenzhen took the teacup that Hensheng handed her and drank it down in one gulp.

The moment the cool water entered my throat, the indescribable heat in my heart dissipated.

Su Zhenzhen was still thirsty. "I want more."

This time, Hensheng simply brought over the entire teapot.