The warm breath sprayed against my ear, the lightness of her breathing, the alluring force, inexplicably... reminded me of Jinjin.
Could it be that she disguised herself and set a trap for him again?
Thinking this, Yuwen Linyuan's gaze slowly lowered to look at the other person's waist.
But that waist... doesn't seem to be slender at all.
The incense on the clothes wasn't plum blossom scented.
Some of it is too bright, like the scent of pears, which doesn't suit her reserved personality.
Well, just to be on the safe side, I should stay away: firstly, he won't fall in love with anyone other than Jinjin; secondly, if it happens to be Jinjin again, I should be careful to avoid him settling scores later.
So Yuwen Linyuan spoke up to persuade him: "Young master, you've had too much to drink. I have a lover, and we're about to get married."
"Aren't we not married yet?" Si Jin persisted, raising her hand to pinch Yuwen Linyuan's chin. "It was just a brief moment of pleasure, I don't need any formal status, are you really... not tempted?"
"Besides, if you come with me, you can take whatever you want from my brothel..."
Yuwen Linyuan dodged to the side, instinctively pushing the person away.
Si Jin lost her balance for a moment, staggered two steps, and bumped into the frame.
Splash—
The "Jade Penis for Pleasure" on the shelf fell down and hit him on the shoulder.
"Hiss..." Si Jin frowned slightly, rubbing her shoulders as she stood up: "If you don't want to, just say you don't want to. Why are you getting angry? Is it my bad luck that I drank too much and offended you, young master?"
After saying that, he staggered to the table, picked up the three silver ingots, and then changed the subject: "This is enough. Young master, please send someone to collect it in ten days."
After putting away the silver, he picked up a wine jug and went into the inner room. The cool moonlight shone on him, his dark hair was slightly disheveled, revealing a section of his fair nape.
For some reason, I just really want to... bite it.
Yuwen Linyuan shook his head, slapped himself, and turned to leave the shop.
You bastard, what are you thinking?
He won't come to Fengyue Pavilion anymore. Just send someone to pick up the things once they're ready.
[Hiss...] Yuwen Linyuan hit himself, and Xiao Yao couldn't help but gasp: [Our little lord is going to be ruined QAQ]
"Is it bad? I don't think so." Si Jin put down the wine pot, her peach blossom eyes gleaming with intense interest: "The fun is yet to come."
After replying to the little tiger, he turned around and used his divine power to teleport back to the palace.
She removed her disguise, changed back into her red dress, and leaned lazily against the headboard. As soon as Yuwen Linyuan entered the room, she immediately spoke.
"Why are you so late?" Si Jin stood up with concern. "Have you had dinner?"
"Yes, I've used it." Actually, I haven't.
But because he had just momentarily fantasized about that person's neck, he felt even more guilty towards Jinjin, his heart filled with remorse. He casually put his arm around her waist and asked, "Where did you go today? How did things go in the martial world?"
"It's alright," Si Jin replied. "I sent Madam Mei back to deliver a message to the Alliance Leader, saying that the tyrant is dead and that you have a few years to prove your abilities. We will not choose to attack the capital directly for the time being."
"But I will only return half of the money in the national treasury. I need to keep something for myself in case you change your mind."
The more he said that, the more distressed Yuwen Linyuan felt. He wished he could go out and give himself a few dozen more lashes to wake up his muddled mind.
“No need to return it to me.” Yuwen Linyuan said, “The Ministry of Revenue is the government’s money bag. What you don’t know is that there is also a treasury under the national treasury. It is the private property that the Minister of Revenue and Sun Wuyang have accumulated over the years. They have embezzled and bribed, and are richer than the country. It’s enough for me to confiscate it.”
He helped Si Jin sit down, his eyes filled with determination: "I want you to take the money, and tomorrow I will split the imperial seal in half and give it to you. That way you will always hold my lifeline and never have to fear me because I am the emperor."
"Give it all to me?" Si Jin smiled and leaned on his shoulder. "Aren't you afraid I'll run off with someone else and pocket all the money?"
"I am the emperor, I have money and power. With your temper, who can control you?"
“That’s true.” Si Jin took a slow breath, and just as she was about to say something, she suddenly said, “A Yuan, you smell so good, it’s the scent of pears.”
"When did you start using this scented clothing?"
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