Chapter 138 Passionate

Song Qingwan always felt that she was being blamed and scolded by the flute. She didn't want to go out, but for the sake of the man's chastity, she had to go out.

She jumped over the wall and saw a tall and lean figure standing by the river in the distance. He pressed the holes of the flute lightly with his fingers and poured all his affection into the music.

Immersed in the atmosphere he created, his back revealed a look of nostalgia and sadness.

Anyone who saw this would feel sorry for herself. Song Qingwan suddenly felt like a scumbag.

Ugh! She has been a scumbag for a long time. This man is just pretending to be pitiful now. Who is he trying to fool?

"Your Highness, it's not a good idea for you to come out so late at night and disturb others, right?" She pulled her fur cloak closer, which was a first-hand supply that the escort team of Mr. Hong from the Red Escort Agency had just brought back from the north.

Because this winter is particularly cold and cotton fabrics are in short supply, Mr. Hong wanted to have a good relationship with the Jing Factory, so he naturally gave priority to selling them a batch of goods, and the price was just right.

It’s true, this kind of fur is quite warm. If you wear it with a down jacket, you don’t have to worry about getting cold even on snowy days.

However, we are still short of fabric for down jackets. After Nanzhi finishes selling the goods from Qicai Cloth Shop, we will continue to make down fabric for Qingya Cloth Shop.

The down fabric technology was obtained by Boss Fu from Song Qingwan, so the cost of purchasing for Qingya and others can be said to be very low.

Let’s get off topic. Right now, the most important thing is to protect her boyfriend’s chastity.

After hearing Song Qingwan's voice, the man turned around. Song Qingwan then realized that he was also wearing very thin clothes. Was it necessary to perform a sad drama so late at night?

"Awan, you're here, give me a hug~" Li Minghe's voice was hoarse. It was not known whether it was because of the flute or the wind, but he sounded like he was sick and made people worry.

"You're here in the cold wind just for a hug? How about we have a fight, and then you can go back and rest after you're full."

My mother said that men will not cherish something once they get it, so it must be done within the context of marriage. This way, even if he no longer has feelings for you in the future, you will still have the responsibility.

But that kind of marriage has no meaning to Song Qingwan. It is better to get married early and get over it. If there is really no love anymore, they can separate early, which is good for both parties. There is no need to tie them together as a couple of grievances.

"Silly talk, come here~" What he came for, of course, was a hug. Li Minghe stretched out his hand and finally hugged the person he had been thinking about day and night into his arms.

He hugged her tighter and tighter, rubbing his cold face against her neck, "You're hiding from me, are you still angry about last time?"

When they occasionally met on the street, he thought she would jump up to him with joy as usual, but she ignored him.

He came to the outside of the Song family at night. Song Qingwan must have known about it, but she avoided him.

It was only a few days since he last saw her, but it felt as if several autumns had passed, making him miss her like a demon, gnawing at his bones and heart.

This woman was really cruel. She just threw him away without any reason. Apart from what she needed for work, she even confiscated the things he gave her. She was very determined and looked like she could leave at any time.

"Why should I be angry? I am busy with business, unlike you royal disciples and officials' children.

It's already difficult enough for us at the bottom of society to survive, but you upper class people are trying so hard to make things difficult for the lower class people.

How can we know that water can carry a boat or overturn it? It is not good for people who despise life. Who can guarantee that they will not be retaliated against? "Anyway, no matter who dares to bully her, Song Qingwan will fight back without hesitation.

"Aren't you tormenting me now? As a prince, I have to be humble enough. Do you still need me to beg you, huh? Song Qingwan, love me, please?" He said this, but his actions were not begging at all, but coaxing and asking, following the familiar path, with fiery passion, as if he wanted to put his longing for these days into action and get it all back.

Song Qingwan was caught off guard and fell easily, almost suffocating. She was immediately drowned in the boundless passion, unable to escape, and soon sank into it.

So, she shouldn't waste time talking to this man. Just do it. It's a waste of time.

What does it mean to beg? In love, aren't men and women equal? ​​What does it have to do with status? Who is more deeply in love? What's wrong with begging? Does she have to be humble all the time?

As if to vent her dissatisfaction, Song Qingwan fought back fiercely, and they decided to go crazy together.

Under the cold night sky, the two were inseparable and full of passion, as if they wanted to light up this cold night.

But after all the trouble, he still couldn't quench his thirst. He was almost driven crazy. Li Minghe suddenly pulled the person in his arms away and said, "I'm scared of you. Please, baby, marry me. I can give you everything you want~"

As long as he could marry the beauty, why would he care about this damn dynasty? Anyway, the world didn't care about his good deeds.

For a moment, Li Minghe wanted to ignore everything and just follow Song Qingwan.

"I'm not afraid, so what should you be afraid of? Can't we just continue? Come on, I can give you everything you want, love, chastity, life, I can give you anything you want, except marriage~"

As long as it is not marriage, perhaps she is still free.

"Are you allergic to women? Maybe I can cure your illness, then you can find someone."

But before Song Qingwan could say anything hurtful, Li Minghe opened his mouth and bit her lips as if he wanted to bite them until they bleed.

"Suck! It hurts~" Song Qingwan was about to cry. Is he a dog? He bites people at every turn.

"If it hurts, learn from it. Don't push me to other women all the time. I'm not that cheap. If I really get involved with someone else, won't your heart hurt more than your mouth?"

He had put aside his face and dignity, but Song Qingwan was stubborn and insisted to the end. Maybe it was the only thing for her, and he was willing to help her protect her. He only asked her not to say such hurtful words again, which would hurt their relationship.

Song Qingwan could only stare blankly. She was still too anxious. "Who asked you to force me? You said you would wait for me for two or three years. You couldn't wait that long. You also tempted me every day. It's like you're going to lose control. Be careful or I'll kill you next time!"

When she gets ruthless, she can be completely unrestrained, so why doesn't anyone believe her?

Li Minghe chuckled, hugged Song Qingwan tighter, kissed her forehead, gently stroked her hair and her back, and then pressed her against his body.

"I don't want to endure it anymore. Next time, I'll deal with you!" To hell with all the ethics and morals. Even if I do what I want, who can do anything to them?

Song Qingwan sensed his excitement and immediately blushed. She had no practical experience, so it was hard to say who would win or lose in the end.

"Be serious, I'm here to give you a message. I heard that Prince Ping has been active near Lingtai Temple recently. I don't know what he's up to, so be careful.

There is also Miss Zhu San from the Prime Minister's Mansion. She uses boys' blood to plant and irrigate flowers, and then uses the flowers to make incense. This incense is addictive and hallucinogenic, making people obsessed with her and then controlling her.

"She often seduces you. Do you feel uncomfortable? Do you think she is very nice? Do you want to see her very much?" Song Qingwan asked anxiously.

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