He's A Substitute

Chapter 12

Zhao Lu was guarding at the door, and when he saw Shizi coming out from a distance, he immediately went up to meet him.

"This... What"s the matter with Young Master Biao?" Young Master Biao was hugged by Master Shi Zi, and although he was covered with a cloak, he couldn"t tell what was inside.

But the complexion was crimson, the thin lips were bitten, and the sweat was dripping.

Zhao Lu glanced at the panic in his heart, and immediately lowered his head, not daring to look again.

"Hurry up and send someone to call the doctor." Jiang Yutang said with a sullen face, hugged him and got into the carriage: "Back to Zhuyuan." She looked like this, no matter what, she couldn"t go back to the Hou residence.

As soon as the curtains were lifted, the pregnant woman began to feel restless. The cape reached out and drilled straight into his belt.

Jiang Yutang let out a chuckle in his throat, put the person on the couch, and held the restless parting: "Don"t move."

"Hot." Shen Qingyun raised his head, an unbearable moan overflowed from his throat. Usually a person who is clear and cold, but now in his arms, he is tender and soft, which is extraordinarily attractive.

Outside the carriage, Zhao Lu shook his hand when he waved the whip, and the whip almost hit the horse"s back.

"You can"t move around even when it"s hot." Jiang Yutang"s expression was indifferent, and he took the trouble to put her hand back.

His face was really good-looking, handsome, and elegant. But this gentle and jade-like person, at this time, let her struggle in her arms, indifferent.

Under the cloak, Shen Qingyun"s face was blushed by **. There was water mist in her brows, she raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Yutang, her body crimson like a spring cat.

She leaned forward and wrapped her arms around his neck. Wearing a light blue robe on his body, he has a cold temperament. But at this time, the delicate eyebrows and eyes were dyed with **.

He frowned, biting his thin lips tightly, and groaning in his throat. But he took his palm and placed it on his waist.

"Shen Qingyun." The jade-like hand stretched out and squeezed her chin.

Jiang Yutang lowered his eyes, looked at the face under his palm, his voice was flat and could not hear the slightest emotion: "Do you know what you are doing?"

The hand that held her cheek tightened slightly, and a trace of pain struck, pulling her back to her thoughts.

Jiang Yutang bent down, the face was right in front of her, so close at hand. Hot breath sprayed on her face: "Do you know who I am?"

She was forced to lift her head and forced her eyes to look at the face. A familiar face came into view, and she only felt that she had never been awake.

He hugged Jiang Yutang and tightened his hands, slapped his face into his neck, and the hot tears fell on his neck one by one.

Shen Qingyun bit her lip, her limbs trembling with pain, she tilted her head, her thin lips fell on his Adam"s apple, and she begged softly, "Save me."

The carriage stopped, and Zhao Lu stood outside, not daring to breathe.

I don"t know how long it took, Jiang Yutang stretched out his hand, put one arm around her waist, and hugged her out of the carriage: "Don"t regret it."

...

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and there is a hazy layer of moonlight under the dark clouds.

The little servant stood at the door with the invited doctor, looking at a loss. Zhao Lu raised his head and looked at the closed door in front of him.

He waved his hand: "Please go back, doctor."

Inside the room, the snow-blue bed curtain trembled slightly, and through a layer of hazy curtains, there were occasional repressed gasps from inside.

Jiang Yutang sat on the bed with someone in his arms, and he was still awake. But when he untied her belt with one hand and saw the light blue robe falling white, he realized that he was not so calm.

The same as in the dream.

Closing his eyes, he took the last trace of calm from his mind: "I"ll give you another chance..." The most important thing for a woman is innocence, and he doesn"t want her to regret it in the future.

Unexpectedly, he tried his best to think about her, but the person in his arms didn"t appreciate it. The dyed ** person stepped forward, and the white body seemed to be able to flood light.

Those eyes were big and round, looking at him with his head tilted, his eyes curved like a crescent moon: "Don"t you dare?"

Jiang Yutang suddenly laughed.

He grabbed her chin with one hand and untied the last layer of snow white with the other.

"Even if you"re crying and begging for mercy, you can"t help but regret it." His lips covered. After tossing and turning, it didn"t take a while to kiss her out of breath.

Seeing her brows full of spring and unbearable appearance, he just thought it was funny, and he thought she was so capable, daring to provoke a man on the bed.

The curtains trembled slightly, and the people inside were shy and timid.

Jiang Yutang only felt that there was no one in this world who could be more abrasive than her. At first, he only hugged his neck, biting and grinding on his neck.

I kept humming the heat in my mouth, screaming that it hurt me.

But when he really hurt her, she cried again and said that she couldn"t bear it, and clutched both hands on his back, crying all the time.

Jiang Yutang was naturally not feeling well, so he had to endure it forcibly and hastily.

...

The movement in the house stopped.

After a while, the lights came on again. Standing outside the door, Zhao Lu stood forward for a while, and heard two words from inside: "Prepare water."

The servants of Zhuyuan were called up in the middle of the night, all of them bowed their heads, not daring to say a word.

Lord Shizi has lived here for a long time, but this is the first time he has brought people to the Bamboo Garden.

Inside the house, Jiang Yutang went to the main wing after washing up. He was wearing a snow-white tunic, his hair was half-wet, and the water dripped down his neck from the tips of his hair, and he didn"t slip into the bedclothes again.

Zhao Lu stood guard on one side and saw marks on his neck. The size of a copper coin, red and with tooth marks.

He just felt his head jump suddenly, and he didn"t dare to think about it.

The minions went out with the tubs, and after a while, there were old women waiting to come forward with the quilts. Only one was still asleep on the bed, they stood there and dared not move: "Sir..."

Jiang Yutang raised his eyebrows, put down the teacup in his hand and walked over. I was still grinding people just now, and now I am still asleep on the bed.

A face crying like a cat, under the quilt, I"m afraid it will be a mess.

The man was in a good mood at this time, and Jiang Yutang was no exception. He bent over and slapped the man, picked him up, and put it into the tub.

The maids lowered their heads and did not dare to raise their eyes.

I only saw a pair of jade feet under the quilt, white and round, and the palms curved like crescent moons.

He pointed two people in to wash Shen Qingyun. As soon as he came out, the old ladies had already changed the bedding. The soiled quilt was placed in the tray, and a smear of scarlet blood was particularly evident, like a blooming begonia flower.

"Biao... Master Biao stay or..." Zhao Lu stepped forward, his breathing seemed to stop.

He has been with the prince for many years, and no one has ever been left on the bed of the prince.

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, there was a servant girl in the house who relied on herself to serve the prince for many years. In the middle of the night, taking advantage of the vigil, he took off his clothes and burrowed into the quilt of Shizi.

He was kicked to death by the prince, and that night he drove people out of the house, showing no mercy at all.

After that, no one dared to think like this again. There was always no one beside him.

With his fingertips tapped on the table, Jiang Yutang lowered his eyebrows and said lightly, "Let"s stay."

Jiang Yutang was not used to sharing the same bed with others, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep when it was just dawn. It didn"t take long for him to sleep at all, and the person in his arms began to feel restless again.

Slippery body went straight into his quilt, Shen Qingyun narrowed his eyes, and kept sticking to him.

"Early in the morning, what"s going on?" He closed his eyes, raised his hand and squeezed her waist. There was a sound of pain from the person in his arms, but he held his hand and didn"t let go.

She grinded it up again, like a cat, and kept shouting hot against his neck.

Jiang Yutang put her index finger on her lips, her voice was hoarse just after waking up, she stared at her face for a while, and sighed with dignity: "Why are you so greedy?"

She didn"t want to listen to what he said, and she didn"t like him laughing at herself.

Qingqing and cold alone, but closed her eyes to find his lips, she has taken the initiative, Jiang Yutang has no reason.

It was the first time to pity her yesterday, and she had already let go. How could she know that early in the morning, she committed suicide by herself. Jiang Yutang only felt that no one was more attractive than her.

This time, no matter how much she cried, she didn"t forgive her.

Shen Qingyun didn"t wake up until noon, and just opened his eyes, only to realize that he was in pain all over his body. Her legs were sore and swollen, and she couldn"t hold back her breath.

Outside, Jiang Yutang heard the sound and walked in.

He was still wearing court clothes, as if he had just returned from the palace, holding a book in his hand. Seeing her sitting on the bed, she raised her eyebrows.

Jiang Yutang had a good-looking appearance, his eyebrows were like a distant mountain, and he was extremely elegant. With a slender figure wearing court clothes, he looks more and more handsome, tall and thin.

He was born with such a good appearance, and his family background was first-class. Born to be a shining figure.

"Pain?" He stepped forward.

Shen Qingyun watched his hand stretch out, her legs twitched slightly trembling, she avoided his hand: "It"s okay."

After a pause, she said again, "You don"t have to be responsible for what happened last night."

Jiang Yutang lowered his eyes and looked at her.

That face is still the same face, no different from just now. But looking at it makes people feel that the whole body has changed.

Jiang Yutang looked at her worried face and smiled lightly. Closing his eyes, the smile in his eyes faded, and the dark eyes were a little cold.

"If I heard correctly, you said I"m not responsible?" Standing up, Jiang Yutang nodded. The slender body leaned against the long Begonia flower table behind him, and tapped the table with his fingertips.

"What do you mean by being irresponsible?" He looked up at the person on the bed. He was a little tougher that time in the morning. She sat in his arms, hugged his neck and cried hard to make him slow down.

He tried harder, but he didn"t spare her.

At this time, she was sitting on his bed, wearing his pajamas, and she was full of marks from him. The snow-white face contained spring, and her legs trembled slightly.

This person is him inside and out, but he says that he is not responsible.

"It"s...that"s it." Looking at that face, Shen Qingyun rarely lost his confidence. His eyes wandered for a while, racking his brains to try to explain.

"I"m not worthy of you." She also thought of this over and over again.

"Oh?" Jiang Yutang nodded.

He knew that she was doing it on purpose, but he didn"t forgive her: "Your family is in decline, you are just the daughter of the sixth-rank judge in Suzhou, and she is definitely not worthy of the position of the concubine of the world."

Shen Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief.

She was happy too early, but she didn"t know that her appearance had fallen into Jiang Yutang"s eyes. Those dark eyes were icy cold, and Jiang Yutang"s eyes were as cold as a snake: "But you are also me. Although your identity is not enough to be a concubine of the world, you can be a concubine."

He watched her face getting whiter and whiter, and deliberately provoked her: "I will ask my grandmother for you when I go back."

"don"t want!"

Shen Qingyun spoke immediately, and only after she finished speaking did she realize that the person in front of her was cold.

"Shen Qingyun." The black boots stood still, Jiang Yutang slender and straight, walked in front of her.

Raising his hand to pinch her face, he clicked his tongue twice before saying coldly, "I don"t want anything, I want money?"

His whole body was icy cold, so cold that he couldn"t breathe. Shen Qingyun was controlled by him and didn"t dare to move. His face fell into his palm and he shook his head.

"Oh, don"t you?" Jiang Yutang raised his eyebrows, the next moment his palms pinched her waist, and she heard a cry of pain.

This is how he said: "The world cares about innocence, you don"t want it. You won"t be tempted by thousands of dollars."

Jiang Yutang frowned and approached her face. A pair of ink-like eyes stared at her, making her unable to escape: "Shen Qingyun, what do you want?"

She raised her head and looked at this person, this one looked very much like Shen Shaoqing"s face. The corners of her brows and eyes were all familiar to her, even when she frowned when she was angry, they were all the same.

His heart beat fast, Shen Qingyun looked up at him.

There seems to be fire in a pair of eyes, full of love, almost sinking: "I want you."