Chapter 39 Miss Su’s Desperate Moment
Su Miaojin was already lying on the bed. It was the first time she slept in a bed in the few days since she entered the bandit’s stronghold. However, this bed was as hot as the lava from hell, which frightened her. Out of spirit.
She got into the quilt, leaned against the wall, hugged her hands, and burst into tears.
If curses could kill people, Murong Xiu would have died a hundred times now!
Xin Zhuo looked at her back silently. Compared with her life, etiquette, justice, integrity, and whether men and women accept or not are not important.
If Mr. Studious dares to attack me, I will use Su Miaojin to block the knife. It is better to die than live. I am a bandit, so I am shameless!
Put down the knife, take off your shoes, and get into bed as well.
It's quite warm.
A girl's unique body fragrance penetrated her nose, and the other person's hair was spread out on the pillow.
At the critical moment, she didn’t forget to untie her bun. What the hell is that obsessive-compulsive disorder?
However, the inadvertent contact felt a bit like rubbing ears together.
You can even clearly feel the heartbeat and trembling coming from the other party's delicate body.
He suddenly felt bad. Who can bear this?
I have never experienced this in my two lifetimes combined!
I am not Murong Xiu!
calm! calm!
Don’t take advantage of others’ danger!
Close your eyes, take a deep breath, breathe again, yes, breathe!
No, I can’t bear it!
He hugged Su Miaojin, turned her over, and pounced on her.
"Although I, Xin Zhuo, am a bandit, I am not too ugly. Murong Xiu is right. Since my reputation has been tarnished, why should I bear this crime in vain? I, I... don't worry, I will be around in the future. I won't treat you badly if you show your talents."
After saying that, he was about to continue when he saw Su Miaojin's desperate face, her eyes closed, and her face full of tears. She was pitiful and pitiful.
No one who is not particularly perverted can ignore this appearance.
Xin Zhuo couldn't help but calm down, feeling dull for a while.
Turn over and lie on one side: "I'm sorry! I was impulsive! I fell asleep!"
Su Miaojin turned over and pressed against the wall again, choking with sobs.
"Haha, what..."
Xin Zhuo wanted to explain something, but felt that no matter what he explained, it was useless. He just wanted to play a fool.
Looking out the window cautiously, he put the Yanling knife beside his pillow, just in case something unexpected happened.
“Alas!”
Mr. Studious was on his way down the peak, and he was a little worried.
His surname is Xiuxue, his name is correct, and he is known as Mr. Xiuxue. He is a close friend of the prefect Su Xingming. Su Miaojin was raised in the Su family and he watched him grow up.
Of course he knows Su Miaojin’s true life experience.
She is that man's daughter and the prospective daughter-in-law of that family. She is a perfect match and is praised by everyone except the imperial court.
That person is already extremely terrifying. Although that family has been in decline in recent years, it was a terrifying existence back then, with one sect, one master, three masters, five princes, nine princes, seven prime ministers, and five princes. Eighteen Jinshi and fifteen Taiping Palace students.
Even in the Zhou Dynasty, which was founded two hundred years ago, there are only a handful of people with this kind of family background.
What a pity! What a pity!
He just saw Xin Zhuo riding on Su Miaojin, and the two of them must have cooked rice several times.
This is simply a fatal thing! The key point is that as an elder, I can't point it out. I don't have the nerve to take action in such a situation. Not only will I not be able to save Su Miaojin, but I may also make her feel ashamed and unable to see her family again.
The prefect has already warned that all the bandits must be killed and Su Miaojin must be rescued. However, the news that she was captured by the bandits must not be known to the outside world.
The Xiong Fengshan rebels are coming soon, and all the more than 2,000 agents and servants involved, including the people in the city, will probably be dragged out to fill the hole.
This matter needs to be considered in the long run.
......
Xin Zhuo fell asleep, yes, he stared until midnight and fell asleep in a daze.
Su Miaojin didn't sleep, she didn't feel sleepy at all. Her tears almost dried up and she slowly regained some sense.
Xin Zhuo escaped without touching her.
But... even if I escaped, the sleeping together has already happened. "Women's Virtue" said that since ancient times, a good woman has not waited for her second husband...
What should I do?
She quietly looked back. Xin Zhuo was facing her. He was already asleep, snoring slightly. He had long eyelashes, a white face, and beautiful dimples, like a beautiful young man. . His body was clean, and even his breath carried a hint of the fragrance after cleansing his marrow with zhenqi.
It would be nice if the clean-loving boy wasn't so smart and fierce during the day!
To be honest, she doesn't hate Xin Zhuo in her heart. Her fiancé, whom she has never met before, seems to be about the same age as Xin Zhuo. If that fiancé is like Xin Zhuo...
Why do I think of this?
Her face was a little blushing, she turned sideways and closed her eyes to sleep, but she couldn't fall asleep. She felt something under the pillow and subconsciously took it out.
“The strange scholar in the ancient temple?”
I read two pages under the dim light. It was good at first. It told a touching love story. I didn’t expect that a bandit king like Xin Zhuo actually believed in love.
Turn to the next page,
Her beautiful eyes suddenly widened, her face turned red as a persimmon, she quickly closed her eyes and hid the book.
After a while, I picked it up curiously and continued reading.
What a shame!
Don’t these women have any sense of propriety and integrity? Why is this happening? Anytime, anywhere...don't they have husbands?
I can’t watch anymore!
Tossing and turning, I don’t know when I fell asleep.
......
Xin Zhuo had a nightmare. He dreamed of a strange man covered in armor, holding a Gatling gun and shooting at him. He was injured and dying, and the man came to He took out the hair dryer and blew it on his face.
He opened his eyes suddenly and found that there was a face in front of him, handsome and fair, with eyelids a little swollen from sleeping.
Qiong’s nose rested on his own, and his breath sprayed all over his face.
What is it like when a pair of delicate hands grasps his collar?
Just at this time, Su Miaojin woke up with a "squeak".
Looking at each other, they stood up and got out of the way with a "Ah" sound.
"It's not my fault. I didn't move. It was you who turned around and pressed against me first. Is that the truth?"
Xin Zhuo explained seriously.
Su Miaojin lowered her head, patted her body quickly, and felt it again. It seemed that there was no difference. She grasped the quilt with both hands, and it was difficult to explain what she felt in her heart.
Sad? Numb!
Xin Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, put on his clothes and shoes, and quickly walked to the window to look out. Fortunately, those guys didn't peek.
At this time, Han Jiulang was cooking potatoes for breakfast. Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang were not here, so they must have gone to guard them at the foot of the mountain.
On the other hand, Huang Dagui and Bai Jianxi looked like old men in the world, teaching Murong Xiu something.
Mu Rong Xiu, who may have felt that it was not appropriate to be pregnant with a grin, but returned to his charming and suave appearance, not only did he not dislike the bandits, but he was also very interested: "Ah! So that's it, wonderful, good, good, exciting, two brothers. ..."
I had potatoes for breakfast. I finished eating the candied fruits. The potatoes are white and thin and grown by myself. The kind that are larger than bird eggs are limited.
Xin Zhuo kept in mind that Mr. Studious might attack him, so he took Su Miaojin to sit together while eating.
Su Miaojin wanted to refuse, but she couldn't help herself, and she was also very hungry.
Huang Dagui and Murong Xiu had strange eyes and kept looking back and forth, wondering what shameful and scandalous things they had talked about when they got up early.
Xin Zhuo was still thinking about the sacrifice at Wangyue Well and asked: "Murong, I am going to let them continue to come up and talk to me about deleting Miss Su's torture. Do you feel confident?"
Negotiation and deletion of torture cannot withstand scrutiny. If the following people find another way, people like myself will be in an unstable and dangerous state.
When talking about business, Murong Xiu put down his chopsticks and thought seriously: "The hope may not be too great. They can't figure out the master's thoughts. It feels a bit baffling. Now they just want to kill him with one strike." The boss.”
"They are unwilling to submit. Are they not afraid that I will actually do something to Miss Su?" Xin Zhuo glanced at Su Miaojin, who was watching her nose and heart.
"I'm afraid they have figured it out!"
Murong Xiu said: "It has been a few days. Miss Su's body will be dirty when she is dirty. And if you really want to kill Su Girl, maybe you won’t wait so many days!
They guessed that you are a smart person and will not give up Miss Su’s bargaining chip easily, so they are not too anxious.
Moreover. , If Mr. Studious’ sneak attack can’t kill you, it doesn’t matter, we are the first batch of people to come from Fucheng, and there are more masters coming from behind!”
Xin Zhuo frowned and asked: "How tall is the person with the highest level in Fucheng?"
Murong Xiu stretched out two fingers: "Sixth level, ninth level and eighth level in Fucheng are everywhere, but the seventh level is a warrior A watershed, it is necessary to open up six strange veins such as Jin, Gen, She, Ji, etc., so that the true energy can be released and the combat power can be greatly improved. Therefore, there are very few who are above the seventh grade, and it is even more difficult for the fifth grade! "
Sixth grade...
Xin Zhuo thought about it, how many times of seventh grade and the amount of seventh grade spirit sacrifice would be needed?
At this moment, a harsh curse came from the bottom of the peak.
(End of this chapter)