Queen of Substitute marriage: the king is too black-hearted - Chapter 1355

Sima Jing wanted to select some suitable people from the dark guards to enter the hell hall and help him do things outside the court.

He rubbed the three words of Mencius period at the top of the list, with a smile like nothing in his mouth.

Sure enough, she was always the most desperate of the gang.

In fact, Sima Jingxuan also hesitated to give Mencius a new way to prevent her from being contaminated with these pickled things.

But after thinking it over, he gave up the idea.

He was destined to take back his own things. He hoped that Mencius would stay with him and fight side by side with him at that time.

Sima Jing hung his eyes and said faintly, “I’m waiting for you.”

Waiting for the day when you can stand with me again.

Meng Ziyu tried every means to get close to Sima Jingxuan these two days, but the housekeeper was a man who didn’t enter oil and salt, so she didn’t see it, but she was disappointed.

Having stayed in the palace for many years, the housekeeper has never seen what kind of scene, and his eyes are very fierce. Meng Ziyu knows what ideas he has in mind at a glance.

How many women want to climb into the king’s bed. The housekeeper disdains such people who are attached to power, so he has been very indifferent to her.

Mencius Yu, who ran into a wall, left angrily and muttered, “what’s great? When I become a princess, the first thing is to drive you out!”

It happened that Mencius Qi was carrying ginseng soup to Sima Jingxuan, but she looked pale and seemed to have something wrong.

Meng Ziyu hurried up and pretended to be concerned and asked, “sister, are you all right?”

Mencius Qi shook his head. “I was only slightly injured during training yesterday. I have to send ginseng soup to the Lord.”

Mencius Yu had an idea. If she could take this opportunity to get close to the Lord, wouldn’t it suit her heart?

“Sister, you look so ugly. You’d better go and have a rest. I’ll give you the ginseng soup.”

“But…”

Meng Ziyu forcibly snatched the ginseng soup from her hand. “It’s nothing good, but you’ll make the Lord unhappy now. Don’t worry, I won’t have a problem delivering it.”

……

Sima Jingxuan was dealing with the matter, and Meng Ziyu sent it with the ginseng soup.

“Lord, take a break and have some ginseng soup.”

The sweet and greasy voice made Sima Jing feel headache when he heard it. His expression was gloomy, “Why are you? Ziqi?”

Meng Ziyu smiled and put the ginseng soup on his table: “my sister is not feeling well, so I asked my maid to send it.”

Sima Jing hung his face expressionless: “then you can roll now.”

But he was thinking about what happened to Mencius. Was it that he was seriously injured yesterday?

Forget it. I still have to see her myself so that I can relax.

Sima Jing looked up and saw that Meng Ziyu was still standing there. He was unhappy: “are you still going?”

Meng Ziyu said in a low voice, “my sister asked me to watch the king drink the ginseng soup before leaving.”

Did she say that? Sima Jing hung up the bowl and took a big drink. Then he said impatiently to Meng Ziyu, “please step back.”

Sima Jingxuan was still worried about Mencius period, so he didn’t notice the calculation in Mencius Yu’s eyes.

She added something to the ginseng soup to ensure that Sima Jingxuan would warm up after eating, and then she would have a chance.

Meng Ziyu is full of ambition. She is going to decide the position of Princess Ning.

Sima Jingxuan stood up and was about to see Mencius period. He felt hot and dry after two steps.

Mencius yulike stepped forward to hold him and asked Jiao Didi, “are you all right, Lord?”

Aware of the abnormality of his body, Sima Jingxuan immediately reacted. There was a problem with the soup he had just drunk!

He looked like a poisonous snake and stared at Meng Ziyu, “what did you put in the soup?”

Meng Ziyu shook his head in panic: “the prince misunderstood. My sister asked me to bring it. I don’t know anything!”

What kind of person Mencius was? How could he not understand it? It must be this Mencius Yu who secretly made trouble.

Sima Jing hung a sneer and held her chin. “Are you so eager to climb up the king’s bed? Well, the king has become you!”

“Tear -”

Sima Jingxuan stretched out his hand and tore Meng Ziyu’s clothes. Meng Ziyu was very flustered on the surface, but he was very excited. Is the long-awaited thing finally coming?

Sima Jingxuan tore her clothes into rags. Meng Ziyu was ready to devote himself. Unexpectedly, people didn’t intend to touch her.

“Somebody! Throw Meng Ziyu into the yard!”

Hearing this, Meng Ziyu was really flustered, “Lord, don’t do this to your slaves!”

Sima Jing hung but remained unmoved. “You should be glad you are her sister, otherwise…”

In an instant, the murderous spirit overflowed!

After hearing the sound of Sima’s mirror hanging, the bodyguard rushed to put Meng Ziyu in the courtyard.

“No, Lord! Lord, you can’t do this to slaves and maidservants!” Meng Ziyu cried and struggled, but no one answered.

Mencius Qi watched the bodyguard drag away Meng Ziyu, who was almost naked.

“Sister! Sister, you save me, you save me!”

Sima Jingxuan inside heard the sound. Before Mencius had calmed down, she had pulled people into the house and closed the door heavily.

After a whirl, Mencius was hung on the bed by Sima mirror.

Because of her injuries, Sima Jingxuan didn’t dare to use force, so he could only support himself with his arms on both sides of her.

“Lord?”

Sima Jingxuan was hot all over at the moment. He knew how red his face was without looking in the mirror.

He can treat Meng Ziyu so calmly, but he can’t deal with the period of Mencius.

Even without efficacy, Sima Jingxuan didn’t want to hold the man in his arms for a moment.

“What’s the matter with you, Lord? Are you okay?”

Listening to her concern, Sima Jing hung his forehead and his veins burst. Forget it, he couldn’t bear it.

He leaned over and kissed his yearning red lips, licking them in Mencius’ stunned eyes.

I don’t know how long he kissed, so I gasped and separated.

Just kissing Mencius, Sima Jing was relieved for a moment. The woman should have been his, and his patience had run out.

Sima Jing’s eyes were deep and dark, like a leopard in the forest who found his favorite prey.

He wants to get Mencius period.

Under the urging of the medicine, this desire became stronger and stronger, and wanted to make his own brand all over the person.

Mencius looked at him in horror: “Lord, what do you want to do?”

Sima Jingxuan kissed him again. He closed his eyes and said intoxicatingly, “Ziqi, I like you.”

Hearing this familiar voice, Mencius was struck by lightning.