Chapter 52 Marriage (2) [VIP]

Chu Qingluo looked at him with disdain, returned to the gentleman's side, and smiled at him.

After looking around and seeing no one around, Qu Hanjin gently took the woman's wrist and walked towards the hall. "Change your clothes and come with me into the palace."

As he walked gracefully, he spoke solemnly, "His Highness the Ninth Prince has given you an hour to withdraw the guards from the Eastern Palace without telling His Majesty, so you can proceed."

"How could the Ninth Prince send someone from the Eastern Palace?" Chu Qingluo was puzzled and replied without hesitation, "Unless he falsely conveyed the imperial edict..."

Falsely spreading the divine decree...

She stopped abruptly, expecting the Ninth Prince to behave strangely, but she had not expected that this prince would dare to do such a deceitful thing in order to get rid of the Crown Prince.

If Emperor Xuanlong finds out, he will be executed...

"Brothers are killing each other too quickly. He really hates the prince to the core..." Chu Qingluo walked steadily forward again and entered the elegant hall. Seeing the teacup on the desk filled with tea, he drank it leisurely.

As for why the Ninth Prince agreed to this ridiculous request, it was probably because he wanted to curry favor with Mr. Qu.

Her lips curled slightly, her eyes seeing through everything. "Assassinating the heir to the throne is a crime that will punish all nine generations of his clan. He agreed to your request because he wants you to serve him for the rest of his life. Otherwise, he will bring ruin to your reputation and sentence you to death."

"Of course I know," Qu Hanjin snorted coldly, intending to follow the Ninth Prince's wishes for the time being. "We're going to kill them all anyway, and one day we'll face off. So, I feel like there's nothing to fear."

What he said was true. No matter if it was the Crown Prince, the Ninth Prince, or Emperor Xuanlong on the throne, she would kill them all one by one and repay all the pain and resentment brought by these villains.

The person who will finally take back the homeland must be her.

She is the princess of Long State who has been buried in the past, and also Chu Qingluo, the zither girl of the Music Bureau.

But all this has nothing to do with Mr.

She suddenly lowered her eyes and smiled faintly, lost in thought: "Master, you have endured too much for me. When it comes to revenge, I will not let you down."

If there really comes a day like that, she might secretly develop some feelings for the gentleman she has been helping for so long... She daydreamed like this, and felt that then she would have the leisure to enjoy the romance with the gentleman.

Listen to the cicadas in the summer evening, admire the chrysanthemums in the autumn morning, listen to the wind on rainy nights, and watch the sunset in the foggy mornings...

It’s so comfortable to think about it this way.

A burst of heat started from his heart, and in a few moments it turned into a sea of ​​fire, burning fiercely in his heart. Chu Qingluo suddenly felt something was wrong, and stared at the empty jade cup in his hand.

She felt her mouth dry and her body unbearably hot, so she asked Mr. Xiang softly, "Why does this tea taste a little strange?"

Seeing this delicate figure with flushed cheeks, Qu Hanjin hurriedly snatched the teacup, leaned forward to take a smell, his expression extremely solemn.

"Aphrodisiac?"

He suddenly realized that Miss Xu had deliberately walked past the table because she had put drugs in the cup. "Miss Xu actually resorted to such tricks..."

Fortunately, he didn't drink the tea, so he didn't make a big mistake...

Instantly, she understood the whole story. Chu Qingluo suddenly felt wronged. How could it be such a coincidence that she drank the aphrodisiac given to her husband by another girl for no reason...

She must go to the Eastern Palace, and she must personally take action to kill the Crown Prince. Now she can only try her best to remove the aphrodisiac so that she can enter the palace as soon as possible.

Her face was full of complaints, and she supported herself on the table with one hand, trying to calm herself down.

"From now on, I won't dare touch your things anymore..."

However, this aphrodisiac was too strong and she could not bear it with willpower alone. Chu Qingluo closed her eyes and endured it, and sweat immediately seeped out of her forehead.

"Can you still bear it?" Seeing that she was very impatient, the young master frowned and couldn't think of any other solution for a while.

"Sir, please wait for me for half a quarter of an hour..." As soon as she said this, she felt that she could not delay any longer. The Ninth Prince only gave her an hour, and now she needed to detoxify the medicine as soon as possible.

"No...it's too late. We can't delay any longer..."

Qu Hanjin felt an agony as he stared at the beauty. Beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead. If this continued, he might not be able to stop even if he tried to hold it in for half a minute...

He closed his eyes lightly, and his cold brows seemed to soften.

After a brief silence, he had already let go of his shame and asked hesitantly, "Do you need my help?"

There were very few ways to counteract the aphrodisiac. The lotus flowers in the pond outside the hall were in full bloom, and she didn't want to jump into the pond to cool down the effect of the drug and ruin the scenery.

Besides, the gentleman was not a stranger, so she suddenly compromised, silently raised her hands to untie her skirt, and a trace of shyness appeared on her rosy face.

As she unbuttoned her clothes, Chu Qingluo muttered in a dull voice, feeling she had never been so embarrassed in her life: "Sir, please don't tell anyone about this embarrassing thing..."

"Except you, I will not tell anyone else."

The young man responded calmly, raised his slender white fingers to undress her inner clothes, and closed the door tightly to prevent others from knowing anything.

She took off all her clothes by herself, and with a blushing face, she snuggled into his arms, saying with difficulty: "The Ninth Prince will only give me one hour, sir, why don't you help me to get rid of this aphrodisiac..."

"good,

Qu Hanjin's eyes trembled slightly, and he lowered his thin lips without hesitation.

“Hmm…”

The unspeakable words in her mouth were blocked in an instant, and the burning sensation all over her body seemed to be slightly relieved. Her cheeks flushed red, and she just wanted to use this heat to infect her husband.

Liang Han, being stained with warmth and filth by her, what's wrong with that...

She felt happy, but still didn't understand what love was in this world. She just thought it was driven by desire and could indulge in romance for the time being.

Although she had already had sex with her husband, the aphrodisiac was now spreading through her body, making her feel extremely uncomfortable, so she became more indulgent than last time.

As long as it is sir,

The cold kiss brushed across her delicate skin, then paused for a moment on her collarbone. She moaned softly without realizing it, and suddenly she realized that her delicate body had been pushed against the corner of the elegant hall by the young man.

Her whole body seemed to be wrapped in clear snow, and she inexplicably wanted to kiss back this freshness. When she suddenly lowered her eyes, she happened to see him looking up at her, and it seemed that there was only each other in their eyes.

After pausing for just a moment, he couldn't help but kiss her deeply.

She felt ashamed for doing such a shameful thing in the Music Bureau, but the less people knew about it, the more she felt that this moment belonged to the master perfectly.

Chu Qingluo was confused, and let him gradually become more and more ruthless, ruthlessly extinguishing the raging fire in her heart. As she slowly blended with the snowy water from the mountains, the unbearable emotions in her heart finally dissipated.

When she regained consciousness, she realized that she was being propped up against the table. The zither beside her was slowly moving off the table due to the shaking and was about to fall to the ground.

She was suddenly startled and quickly took Yuqin back, murmuring intermittently: "Sir, the qin... the qin will be broken..."

His deep eyes then turned to the seven-stringed zither beside him. Qu Hanjin chuckled softly, whispering in her ear, causing a tingling sensation in her heart: "If it's broken, I'll have someone find a better one..."

"Sir, you are a person who cherishes zithers. How could you let the jade zither be smashed?" She curled her lips in confusion, not knowing how charming she looked like this, which almost made the young man lose his composure.

A smile flickered in his eyes as he answered in a low voice, pretending to be solemn and stern: "Comparing Qin and Qingluo, I want Qingluo more..."

"Sir, please forgive me, please forgive me..."

She was still hesitant, but she didn't know why she should ask for his forgiveness. She just kept begging, her delicate body seemed to be exhausted.

"Would you like to call me Master...husband?"

Suddenly remembering something, he whispered in her ear again, his interest growing stronger: "Call me... and I will forgive you."

He was her piano teacher, and they had never been married, so how could she call him her husband?

Chu Qingluo was distracted by his thoughts, and then endured several rounds of plunder.

She replied vaguely, her voice charming and enchanting: "We haven't gotten married yet, so...it doesn't count..."

"Master just wants to hear it." The figure in front of her eyes was very determined, wanting to hear how shy she was when she called her husband.

Unable to resist, she whimpered a few times and then murmured.

"Husband...husband."

These two words were too alluring, bringing out all kinds of desires. Qu Hanjin listened silently, his clear eyes turned red, as if a string was broken in his heart.

"Well...Mr. deceived me..."

She couldn't stop her tears from falling, and she felt that Mr. Jue had really lost his composure. The spring water was shimmering all around, and the room was filled with the spirit of spring.

The young master only chuckled, stroking the black hair at the back of her neck with his long fingers, and whispered to her: "Qingluo is obedient, and your master will surely love her very much."

“Hmm…”

Her soft lips were kissed gently again. Chu Qingluo wrapped her hands around his neck and shoulders with trembling hands. This time she could only wait for him to stop, to put an end to this unbearable love affair.

Finally, it was she who reminded him of the urgent matters at hand, and he reluctantly stopped his drunken indulgence.

If we don't stop it, we will miss the opportunity to get rid of the prince.

The elegant hall was filled with charm. The originally quiet and elegant room was now in a mess. Chu Qingluo silently held her forehead and felt that the effect of the medicine had completely worn off, so she decisively changed into her palace dress.

Qingying, who was standing beside her, straightened her elegant brocade robe and saw her slightly supporting her slender waist. She hurried forward to support her: "How are you? Can you still leave the house?"

In this situation, I don’t know who caused it...

She glanced at the culprit with a reproachful look, then indicated that he was fine. "Apart from the pain in my waist, there's nothing serious. Thank you for your concern, sir."

"Next time... I will be more careful." Qu Hanjin frowned and thought, and replied softly as if he had done something wrong.

And next time...

At this moment, she no longer cared about her husband's thoughts. She only wanted to enter the palace and take the prince's life. She looked around seriously, trying to find a sharp silver sword.

There was still half an hour left, which should be enough. Chu Qingluo sneered, his phoenix eyes revealing his usual arrogance and cunning: "Sir, please prepare a long sword for me. I want to see Prince Daning kneeling and begging."

He understood and took out a sharp sword with a cold glow from the inner room. She took a few glances and knew that this was a rare imperial sword.

She had only said it casually, thinking that since the master was not good at martial arts, he would not be able to find the sword, so she could ask Feng Yan later.

Who would have thought that the gentleman actually had a sword hidden in the house, and the edge of the sword seemed to have a slight glow, which must have some history.

"Sir, you don't know martial arts, so why would you hide a sword?" Chu Qingluo took the sword and looked at it for a moment, then turned to look at the teacher, with doubts in his heart.