Reborn Totalitarian Queen

Chapter 124 Inviting the King to Sleep Together, Winning Love With a Sword (1)
Duanmuqi walked quickly all the way with Song Chuxi in his arms, bypassing the stone bridge with nine bends and eighteen bends, and directly entered the flower hall inside.

The room was only half cleaned up, and some furniture that needed to be thrown away hadn't had time to be moved out, and they were placed in a mess in the room.

Duanmu Qi raised his feet and kicked them away, saw a soft couch under the window on the right, walked over, flicked his sleeves, and spilled the piled things on the ground.

He put Song Chuxi on the couch, stood up and looked around the room casually, and said, "Are you so happy to be back at Song's house? Is it better here than by my side?"

Song Chuxi didn't take his words to heart at all. Seeing a copy of the Lotus Sutra dropped under the soft couch, she stooped to pick it up, flipped through it casually, and asked casually, "Didn't you let me Have you left? Why are you back again?"

Duanmuqi shouldn't be so reckless in his work.

What's more, now he is still in the house, directly into the backyard of the Song family.Even if outsiders don't know, this matter will inevitably be discussed behind the scenes by the servants of the Song family.

Song Chuxi knew why, but he just asked the question knowingly.

Duanmuqi glanced left and right in the room, then lifted the hem of his robe, and sat down beside her.

At that time, Song Chuxi was immersed in reading the scriptures with great interest. Seeing that her mind was not on him, Duanmuqi immediately took the book away from her hand, and then moved behind her, laying down on the couch, while Flipping through two pages casually, he said dissatisfiedly: "If I don't come back, how do you know you will be so heartless? What's the matter? Now that you're home, why are you so impatient to kick me away?"

"How could I—" Song Chuxi blurted out and retorted, turning around to grab the scriptures in his hand.

Duanmu Qi raised his hand and threw the scripture far away before she rushed over.

Song Chuxi flew into the air and landed on him firmly, her forehead bumped against his chest, causing a faint pain.

Duanmuqi waited for her to get up and stare, but when she fell into his arms, she suddenly became obedient and did not move, but quietly lay half on his chest.

The yard has been uninhabited for a long time, and even the birds that forage for food in winter will not visit.

At this moment, the room was extremely quiet.

But such gentleness and tranquility are completely inconsistent with this girl's temper.

Duanmu Qi raised his hand and stroked her back gently.

Song Chuxi said casually: "You deliberately turned back halfway, because you are afraid that I will be angry with them?"

No matter what Duanmu Qi's status is, there is actually no room for him to intervene in the affairs of the Song family's backyard.

"Don't you like it here?" Duanmuqi was lying on his back on the couch, his black hair was loose, his skirt was loose, and his peach eyes were full of a watery and enchanting smile. Pressing her fingertips against her jade-smooth neck, she caressed lightly in a somewhat obsessive way.

The touch was very good, like the finest suet jade, the tentacles were smooth and warm, he listened carefully to the feeling, the sound of the blood flowing under the skin, and he was even able to silently count her heartbeat clearly.

That kind of melody, calm and elegant, flows through the fingertips bit by bit.

Duanmuqi's hand fell there, and he was suddenly obsessed and unwilling to leave.

Over the years, his hands have been stained with the blood of countless people, but this is the first time in his life that he will suddenly appreciate its beauty.

In such a quiet and bright afternoon, there was a woman who was so tender and lovingly nestled beside him, talking to him softly.

Her breath, her voice, everything about her is within reach.

After a long time, Duanmuqi suddenly sighed shallowly.

"Chu'er, how about—you should go back with me!" He asked, with an unprecedented hesitation in his tone.

Song Chuxi was silent for a moment after hearing this.

Then she pulled his hand away, turned over and sat up, looked down at his smiling face with a smile, raised her eyebrows, and said slyly: "I won't go back. Even if I don't like this place anymore, I can't take them easy. They Don't you want me to die? Then you have to stay with the Song family to make things difficult for them."

She really doesn't care about those people, she can be mad at one of them, and she won't feel bad for anyone who dies.

She has nothing to do with them, she can be used or discarded with a smile, but the deity of this body lost her life in vain because of the indifference and indifference of these so-called relatives.She swore from a very early age that since she had borrowed this child's life, there was no way for her to abandon her past. It was her duty to recover all the grievances and grievances this child had suffered.

Duanmuqi lay there comfortably and didn't move. Looking at the bright and vivid face of the little girl in front of him, he just chuckled secretly, "Evil girl!"

Then, it was a compromise.

Song Chuxi curled her lips, suddenly remembered something, and asked again: "By the way, Aqi, are you going to start preparing your outfit to go to Beijing recently?"

"What?" Duanmuqi glanced over leisurely.

Song Chuxi took it for granted and said: "You have seen it all, the Song family and others treat me harshly, and my share - I still need you to help me prepare together."

"Pfft!" Duanmuqi laughed.

There was nothing on the couch, he felt a little uncomfortable after lying down for so long, so he casually picked up a soft pillow from the ground, folded his hands behind his head, leaned against the soft pillow, and then gave her a sideways glance and said: "I didn't say I would take you with me!"

Song Chuxi looked at him, originally thinking of being sarcastic, but for some reason, she held back in the end. The two looked at each other for a while, and Song Chuxi curled her lips.

She turned around and crawled over, got closer to him, sat down beside him, pulled a strand of his hair with her fingers and twisted it around her fingertips, and after a while, she frowned and said: "You can rest assured Am I staying here in Nantang alone?"

Duanmuqi nodded his temples and thought for a while, then smiled and sighed again, "I'm really worried."

It wasn't that she was afraid that she would be eaten by the Song family until there was no bone left, but that she would directly swallow the whole Nantang while he was away.

(End of this chapter)