Chapter 69 The little thing is covered with thorns.
In the end, Zhu Cheng did not live happily with his wife until old age, but his deep love for her became widely known.
Men all think this hairpin is unlucky, but women are attracted to it. What woman doesn't want her lover to be as affectionate as Zhu Cheng?
I heard that a favorite concubine of the previous dynasty was obsessed with hairpins and spent her entire life searching for this white hairpin, but to no avail.
This white hairpin seemed to have fallen asleep with Zhu Cheng and never appeared in the world again.
I guess no one in the world would have thought that this hairpin would fall into the hands of their master and be given to Miss Wen by his side.
When Su Peisheng saw the name of the hairpin in the Fourth Master's private vault, he was stunned for a quarter of an hour before he came back to his senses.
He actually suspected that this thing might be fake, but would their master have fake things?
Su Peisheng grew up with the Fourth Master since childhood, but in recent years, Su Peisheng felt that the things in his master's warehouse were becoming more and more confusing.
Even though the master has not gone anywhere, some unprecedented good things often appear in the warehouse.
I remember that there was a famine two years ago. The group led by Prince Zhi rebelled against their master and set up a soup kitchen outside the city in the name of their master, which attracted many refugees. The number of refugees increased day by day.
But they gave up after working for a few days, and the refugees started to make trouble because they had no food, but they had no money or food.
Just when a group of staff were worried, they saw his master go into the warehouse, took a look around, and picked up a black bead, saying it was called a ten thousand year old agarwood bead, and they would make money if they sold it.
Su Peisheng didn't believe it at the time, but within two days, his master came back with 200,000 silver notes, and the crisis was resolved.
Sometimes, Su Peisheng really wanted to ask his master where all those good things came from?
Unfortunately, he didn't dare.
So, he could only watch Miss Wen wearing the hairpin on her head as if it were an ordinary hairpin, silently praying that it would not fall.
Wenjiu didn't have the energy to think about the hairpin on her head at the moment. Her mind was full of thoughts about serving the emperor in bed.
Since they had eaten a little late, she made some snacks for the Fourth Master and successfully kept him.
However, seeing the Fourth Master who had already washed up and was leaning on the bed reading a book, Wenjiu inexplicably began to back off.
The last time I slept with him was still vivid in my mind. Although the Fourth Master was handsome, I didn't feel the so-called sexual pleasure at all when we were drinking wine together.
[Go, Master, you are the best! Sleeping with one flower seed for each time is worth seven days of life!]
Wenjiu picked up Xiaojin and stuffed it back into the space. Now she could clearly control the switch of the space. If she refused to communicate, Xiaojin would not be able to get out even if she wanted to. However, she still could not control that system.
He took a deep breath, prepared himself mentally, and then reluctantly walked into the house to warm the wine.
When the Fourth Master saw her, he put down the book in his hand.
"come over."
Wenjiu walked over with gritted teeth and sat directly on the Fourth Master.
Come on, just think of it as another mosquito bite.
A hint of surprise flashed in the Fourth Master's eyes. He looked down and saw the woman in his arms with black stockings cascading down like a waterfall. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked delicate and timid, extremely beautiful.
The Fourth Master reached out and touched her thick, dark hair. He then pinched her fair cheek along the strands of hair and murmured with dark eyes, "Little thing, you're always so impatient to sleep with me."
A cold and low voice sounded in his ears, and Wenjiu suddenly opened his eyes.
"Well, I'll grant your wish today."
Before Wenjiu could say anything, his mouth was blocked by someone the next second.
She couldn't help rolling her eyes. Didn't she hear the sound of him swallowing?
A man who says one thing and means another!
But these thoughts were soon replaced by warm wine. In a daze, I remembered a dish: smashed cucumber.
If the Fourth Master were to make this dish, the cucumber might not be damaged on the outside, but the inside would have been broken into pieces by him.
In the void, she wanted to grab something to keep her balance, but unfortunately her body was like duckweed, swaying and having nowhere to rely on. In the end, she could only cling tightly to the culprit.
"If it keeps going up, it will really break..."
This was the last sentence Wenjiu said when he was still conscious.
In the end, it was swallowed by someone, leaving behind only fragmented babbling.
The next morning.
Xiao Xizi was so anxious that he kept turning around in circles: "Grandpa Su, should we go and call the master again? It looks like it's getting late."
I just went to call the master, but was scolded. It was too late to have breakfast if I stayed any later, so Xiao Xizi was scratching his head anxiously.
Su Peisheng closed his eyes calmly and glanced at the Western clock that had been moved in last night.
"Wait a quarter of an hour before calling."
Su Peisheng was far from being as calm as he appeared. Normally, even if it was his wife who slept with him, it would never last more than three quarters of an hour.
Last night, oh... it was probably several quarters of an hour, and I called for water three times.
He was counting the hours. It was already past midnight when his master went to bed. It would be strange if he could get up at this hour. He was afraid that he would not be able to use the breakfast today.
About two quarters of an hour later, Su Peisheng took a deep breath and walked to the inner room. Behind the screen, he whispered, "Master, the time has come. If you don't get up now, it will be too late."
There was still no movement inside. Su Peisheng glanced at the time again and said, "Master, it's really time."
"I know."
The Fourth Master responded but didn't move.
He glanced at Wenjiu, who was sleeping limply in his arms, and for a moment, he didn't know how to pull his arm back.
She just moved a little and her brows were slightly furrowed, and the pair of small hands that were holding her clothes tightened a little.
This was the first time the Fourth Master had encountered such a situation. In the past, when others slept with him, everyone slept in their own bed. Furthermore, they were afraid that he would feel even slightly uncomfortable, let alone sleep with his arm as a pillow for the entire night. Now, his entire arm was numb.
It's strange to say, the Fourth Master didn't feel the slightest bit disgusted, and even had a hard time remembering it.
He looked at Wenjiu's face carefully, and as he looked at her, he reached out and gently pinched her fair and tender little face.
After realizing what he had done, the Fourth Master's face froze.
He had to admit that this girl was indeed extremely beautiful, and her beauty was tinged with wildness, which made him addicted to her.
It's really rare to see her so well-behaved nowadays. She is much more likable than when she is sober.
The Fourth Master still felt some pain in his back. He picked up the pair of white and tender little hands and looked at them carefully. The nails were not very long. How could they grab people so powerfully?
The Fourth Master was quite angry. The little thing was covered with thorns. When he came back at night, he must cut off all her claws.
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