In the carriage back to Beijing.
Ling Shumo and Xue Wu sat opposite each other.
There was a seven-stringed guqin placed in front of Xue Wu.
His fingertips gently stroked the strings, and the smooth and pleasant sound of the piano flowed throughout the carriage.
What Ling Shumo was looking at was a cold beauty like a banished immortal.
Even though this song is touching, its appeal to Ling Shumo is not even one thousandth that of the person who plays it.
Xue Wu's facial features were as exquisite as sculptures, like a masterpiece carefully crafted by heaven and earth.
Ling Shumo was stunned for a moment.
She walked slowly behind Xue Wu, and when Xue Wu's slender hands were about to pluck the strings again, Ling Shumo wrapped her arms around his waist from behind.
Ling Shumo's chin rested on Xue Wu's shoulder. She tilted her head slightly and her lips touched the profile of the person in her arms.
Xue Wu only felt Ling Shumo's breath, clearly spraying on his neck.
Then, his waist was tightened.
Ling Shumo lowered her voice and said, "Awu, you are the most beautiful person I have ever seen. I really like you more and more."
Xue Wu felt as if his waist was about to be broken. His voice was no longer so lonely. "Your Highness, please let go of your hand. It really... really hurts..."
Ling Shumo had no intention of letting Xue Wu go. Her entire weight was hanging on Xue Wu. "Ah Wu, when we return to the Eastern Palace, I will make you a Chang Shi... No, Chang Shi is too low a position. I will make you a Noble Consort. Just... a Noble Consort. You are the most cherished and precious treasure in my life. When you give birth to a child for me, I will make you a good ruler of the third rank."
Xue Wu felt like he was being crushed to the point where he could barely stand. His voice trembled as he spoke, "Thank you... Thank you, Your Highness..."
Seeing the person in front of her become like this, Ling Shumo finally had enough of playing around.
She rested one elbow on the guqin, turned slightly sideways and picked up Xue Wu horizontally.
The interior of the carriage was very large and the curtains were drawn tightly.
Ling Shumo raised her hand to lock the door, then threw the person in her arms onto the bed.
It is separated from the inner room by a door.
Shi Qi leaned against the wall, drowsy.
The noise coming from inside did not affect her sleep quality at all.
Since Master Xue got on the carriage, this is not the first time that His Highness has indulged in lust in broad daylight.
The two people inside kept fighting until lunch time.
Shi Qi took the tray from the servant and knocked on the door gently.
The door was opened from the inside.
Ling Shumo took a piece of mung bean cake and stuffed it into her mouth. Before she could chew it for a few times, she swallowed it whole.
She was doing physical work, and she didn't feel anything just now, but now that she stopped, she felt so hungry that her chest was sticking to her back.
Xue Wu was covered with a silk quilt. He leaned weakly on the soft pillow, staring at the food on the plate, but he didn't have the strength to move.
Today's main course is a bowl of beef noodles, with beef and vegetable leaves neatly placed on both sides and a golden fried egg in the middle.
Ling Shumo stirred the noodles twice and started to eat them voraciously.
The servant wanted to bring another bowl of noodles to Xue Wu.
Ling Shumo, who had been eating with her head down, seemed to have eyes on the back of her head. Her mouth kept moving, and her left hand, which did not need to hold the chopsticks, stopped the servant.
The servant no longer looked in Xue Wu's direction. He placed the tray in his hand on the table and then left the room quietly.
Even after Ling Shumo finished drinking all the soup in the bowl, the bowl of noodles belonging to Awu was still on the table.
Xue Wu didn't know what the Crown Princess was doing, but his stomach had been rumbling for a long time. Although his legs were a little weak, he still supported himself to get out of bed to eat.
A Wu walked to the dining table, and just as his hand was about to touch the chopsticks, Ling Shumo held him down.
Xue Wu looked up at Ling Shumo blankly. He asked weakly, "Did I do something wrong? That's why I can't eat?"
Ling Shumo looked him straight in the eye, the smile on her lips seemed to fade a little, "Do you think you have done anything wrong?"
Xue Wu was stunned.
He didn't quite understand what Ling Shumo meant.
Ling Shumo repeated the question again, "Do you think you have done anything wrong?"
Xue Wu felt uncomfortable when Ling Shumo looked at him.
If there was anything he did wrong, it seemed to be only... Song Shiying...
Xue Wu looked back at Ling Shumo.
His heart skipped a beat.
Has Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess discovered his secret?
But if Your Highness discovered that he was unfaithful, why did he make love with him in bed instead of killing him directly?
All the emotions in Xue Wu's heart surged into his eyes, leaving only an endless look of confusion.
His eyes blinked again and again, looking innocent and pitiful.
Ling Shumo picked up a piece of beef and placed it on Xue Wu's lips. "It's nothing. I just want to feed you myself."
Xue Wu opened his mouth, bit the piece of beef, and then chewed and swallowed it very carefully.
This meal was eaten very slowly.
Ling Shumo fed her one spoonful at a time.
Xue Wu could only swallow it in small sips.
Needless to say, Xue Wu was very nervous.
Ling Shumo's mood got better and better.
She just discovered today that watching a beautiful woman eat is also a very elegant thing.
However, no matter how slowly you eat the meal, the amount of noodles you have is limited.
When the sunlight tilted a few minutes to the left.
Ling Shumo called the servant in and cleared away the used dishes.
Xue Wu was really tired. He apologized to Ling Shumo and lay back on the couch and fell asleep.
The smile on Ling Shumo's lips faded little by little.
Just three days ago, Shi Qi told her that Xue Wu had a sweetheart named Song Shiying.
The other party passed the imperial examination and seemed to be very talented. It was only a matter of time before he became a Jinshi.
Shi Qi asked her at that time how to deal with Song Shiying, whether to kill him or suppress him in his career.
Ling Shumo did not take any action.
If Song Shiying had any brains, she would know that Xue Wu was not someone she could even dream of.
If he didn't have a brain, Song Shiying would have finished him off sooner or later without her doing anything.
As for Xue Wu.
As long as Xue Wu stayed by her side and served her wholeheartedly in the future, she would not delve into the past.
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