She obviously didn't have enough strength. Xu Jin just had a little pain. His hands were on her sides. He coaxed her pleasantly: "just kiss..."
Fu Rong snorted coldly, and added some strength to his hand. He stared at the strange man who looked like he had been pulled by her ears. He wanted to laugh a little. But when he thought of the jade tube still on his body, Fu Rong immediately did not smile any more and looked at him coldly: "does the promise made by the Lord himself in the morning count?"
Xu Jin was embarrassed, "no, just me..."
Fu Rong stared at him and saw that he could not say anything. She suddenly stopped her hand and turned her head to her side. Her eyes closed, but her tears began to flow down: "I hated the Lord last night. This morning, the LORD made amends and was considerate again and again. I can't bear to ignore you all the time, but Forget it, I am the king's wife. I should have served him. As long as the Lord is comfortable, I will bear it. "
The fire on Xu Jin suddenly went out.
He just wanted to kiss her. Why did he want to be serious?
Seeing that she was crying pitifully, or that kind of cold heart, Xu Jin sighed, pulled the quilt to cover her, and bent over to wipe her tears: "no kiss, no kiss, no more angry words? In your eyes, I just care about myself and don't care about you? "
Fu Rong sneered: "before I got married, I also thought that the LORD would love me. After last night, I really don't know if the Lord just said it well..."
The big mistake was mentioned again. Xu Jin was silent and looked at her. A little annoyance was immediately diffused by her new tears. Xu Jin didn't want to repeat it again. Looking at Fu Rong's flat mouth, he suddenly laughed, "OK, it's because I don't have enough determination. So I'll have to stand one more incense stick tonight. Is that ok?"
Fu Rong opened his eyes in surprise.
Her eyes were watery, and Xu Jin could not help pinching her nose: "my mother has not punished me like this. This is an exception for you."
He volunteered to be punished, and Fu Rong stopped when he saw that he was good. He said in a low voice, "you asked for it."
The soft and delicate voice, Xu Jin just indulged in a smile.
Fu Rong then added a sentence, looked at the door and said: "two pillars of incense, the Lord himself said, do not regret."
Xu Jin looked solemn: "a word from a gentleman."
Fu Rong forbeared and did not sneer.
Xu Jin also knew what she was thinking. He laughed, took off Zhai Guan for her, scattered the green silk, and looked gently down: "lie down well. I've ordered you to go down in the morning. In the afternoon, let the people in the mansion come to worship you. If you still don't feel well at that time, you can change it to tomorrow."
"Don't put it off. Just the afternoon." Talking about business, Fu Rong's tone softened a lot.
She used to be a concubine of Xu Jin. She knew little about the situation of the front and back yards of the suwang mansion. Now she is the mistress, a little excited and looking forward to it.
"Then you lie down. I'll go to the front yard and come and have dinner with you later."
Xu Jin squeezed her hand across the quilt, got up and left.
As soon as the man left, Fu Rong quickly put down the bed curtain and took the jade tube out. Fortunately, there was a red satin outside.
When Xu Jin came back in the afternoon, Fu Rong had changed her dress. She was light green with a long white skirt. Her hair was simple and simple. She leaned against the head of the bed to amuse the parrot.
Xu Jin could not help looking at the window.
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