In the next few days, Liu Zhiyi was busy with overseas trade with Qingyu while familiarizing himself with the work of the Ministry of Households.
In the process, she gradually realized the benefits of power and worked harder.
At night, Song Hanchuan coaxed her into his arms and asked for it again and again.
She is a martial artist, so her physical strength is much better than that of ordinary women.
In addition, she herself is a nymphomaniac, and Song Hanchuan is a nobleman in white. It is inevitable that she will be tempted by such a heavenly dish, so naturally she does not want to waste such a good night.
On the bed, he was even more relaxed than Song Hanchuan.
Every night, the two of them would have a great time.
Song Hanchuan indulged her in almost everything. He took out a white silk and allowed her to cover his eyes with it, and tied a colorful silk around his wrists.
She is the one in control, he is the one holding the object, and he is also the one who is like a delicate flower in the rain.
Because he said that he would do the hard work and leave the rest to Liu Zhiyi.
Because she is better at playing than him, and he also likes to be played by her.
After hearing this, Liu Zhiyi fell on the couch laughing. He became even more excited and his tricks became more outrageous.
Time passed quietly, and just like that, the things at hand gradually got on track, and Liu Zhiyi gradually became less busy.
So, after finishing his official business during the day, Liu Zhiyi propped up his head, stared at Song Hanchuan's profile while he was working with a smile, and admired his handsome face seriously.
Looking at his white and slender fingers gently holding the red hair, she couldn't help but recall how those bony hands had played with her whole body on the bed at night, making her tremble and feel as if she was in the clouds.
I couldn't help but blush.
The man seemed to sense something, raised his head and raised his eyebrows, smiling with his thin lips.
"Madam, do you want to play?"
I...this...
Liu Zhiyi pursed her lips. In broad daylight, was she saying that she wanted to, or that she wanted to?
The man's gentle smile is like the warm spring sun.
"My husband, if you want to play, you can just say it directly. No need to be polite."
Liu Zhiyi rolled her eyes to the sky and took back what she had just said. This man was not the gentle and harmless warm sunshine of spring. He should be called a male vixen.
She saw that the man had put down his brush and was walking towards her.
Liu Zhiyi's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stretched out his hand to refuse.
"No, no, no, I know you're anxious, but don't worry, I haven't said anything."
But the man just looked at her with a meaningful smile.
His steps did not stop, but got closer and closer. Finally, he picked her up by the legs and held her up, letting her legs hang on his strong waist.
His thin lips pressed against her earlobe, spraying hot breath.
Feeling her trembling, he curled his lips in satisfaction.
"Madam, you are my husband, so don't be polite. As long as you don't break anything, you can do whatever you want, okay?"
Liu Zhiyi: ...
"With such a gentle face, you utter such vicious words, Song Hanchuan. You simply have no martial ethics."
Liu Zhiyi poked his heart with her index finger.
The man pursed his lips and smiled, holding her rebellious little hand, lowering his head and gently kissing her fingertips.
"As long as Madam likes it."
Song Hanchuan held Liu Zhiyi in his arms and waved his palm. All the books and documents on the table fell to the ground with crackling sounds.
Then he gently placed Liu Zhiyi on the table.
He rested his chin on Liu Zhiyi's thin shoulder, and his warm and dry palm gently stroked her back, back and forth.
His tall eagle nose rubbed the soft flesh of her neck, his handsome cheeks were suspiciously flushed, and his eyes were filled with deep, undisguised desire.
"My dear..."
"Yesterday I accidentally learned a technique and posture that is truly unique. Why don't you let me try it? I guarantee you'll be satisfied. What do you think?"
Liu Zhiyi avoided looking.
"Ahem, then..."
Meeting the man's bright and expectant eyes, Liu Zhiyi raised his eyebrows, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.
Nod slightly.
"Go and lock the door first."
The man said hoarsely, "Okay."
After all, it was daytime and the study was an important place with many people coming and going. The two of them were not people who did not know their limits, but the atmosphere was right and they had to do something.
Therefore, the clothes were not taken off.
It felt like a complete rip-off, so I just did it hastily.
The clouds cleared and the rain stopped, and the two men's hearts were beating like drums, and their bodies were trembling with fear, and it took a long time for them to calm down.
They looked at each other and smiled at the same time.
"Why do you make it seem like we're having an affair? I'm your legal wife."
"Well, if I steal, I will only steal from you. No, it should be said that even if I steal as your husband, I will only steal from you."
Life is fulfilling and sweet.
But a few days later, Liu Zhiyi accidentally heard that Pei Yunchu was missing.
Such a big person just disappeared without any warning. The Pei family searched everywhere for him and were almost going crazy.
Liu Zhiyi hurriedly asked Song Hanchuan if he knew what was going on. Song Hanchuan blinked and asked,
"Are you concerned about him?"
His eyes were as dark as ink and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips.
But Liu Zhiyi knew him best, so she naturally discovered that although he was smiling at this moment, the sharpness and coldness in his eyes could not be hidden.
I couldn't help but glare at him.
"Nonsense! He's the Jiang Kingdom's God of War General, commanding a large army. His sudden disappearance is bound to cause unrest in the army. How can I not be worried?"
Hearing that he was only worried about this, Song Hanchuan's expression eased a little.
Smiling, he took her hand and said,
"He's been missing for several days now, and the Emperor knows about it. Did he panic during the court session this morning? Did he say anything?"
Liu Zhiyi shook his head.
“Could it be…”
"That's right. General Pei is just carrying out a secret mission. It's inconvenient for others to know about this. That's why... don't worry, my dear. He will be back in Beijing soon."
Liu Zhiyi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he went to busy himself with his own business.
However, just as she stepped out of the door, Song Hanchuan's face, which had originally had a gentle smile on it, suddenly turned gloomy.
It seemed as if it was covered by a thick layer of dark clouds.
He walked quickly and steadily towards the inconspicuous vase in the corner of the room.
When he reached the vase, he first reached out and gently touched the upper body of the vase, then applied a little force and slowly turned it clockwise.
As the vase turned, it wasn't long before a dull and heavy friction sound filled the entire room.
The sudden noise broke the original quiet atmosphere in the house, making people feel nervous.
Then, a surprising scene happened.
I saw that the wall where the bookshelf was originally placed began to move slowly. Along with a harsh friction sound, a secret door hidden behind the bookshelf gradually appeared in front of me.
Without any hesitation, Song Hanchuan walked around the row of bookshelves and quickly entered the secret door.
After stepping into the darkroom, a damp and slightly musty smell hit him in the face, but he didn't seem to care about it. His eyes were just fixed on a place deep in the darkroom.
There, stood a huge cross that was more than one meter tall.
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