Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 1260
“So, I can be forgiven.”
Sheng Linyuan threw the sword to Mo Qi and said to Sheng Yu, “Clean up this place and put her head in the brocade box.”
“Dig out the eyes, cut off the tongue and ears, wrap it up nicely and send it to Prime Minister Nan. Say that I am celebrating his 70th birthday in advance and wish him a happy birthday every year.”
“Yes, sir.”
After Sheng Linyuan left, Mo Qi hugged his sword and murmured sadly: “Why do you like to pull out my sword just like the young master? I have to wash it again QAQ.”
When turning around, I inadvertently noticed Sheng Yu’s hand.
Eh? Mo Qi was stunned and took a closer look: Why are his hands so similar to Master Yue’s in Manjiang Tower? Even the location of the calluses is exactly the same…
But it’s definitely not the same person!
Mo Qi thought: Young Master Yue is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, cooking wine and making tea. He is more considerate than women. That’s why he is different from this fierce, icy-faced man.
He quickly rejected his own idea and strode away holding his sword.
Sheng Linyuan returned to the house and saw that Si Jin showed signs of waking up, so he quietly leaned over and gave her a light kiss.
Maybe it was because he had been too busy last night, Si Jin felt weak all over, as if he was falling apart, and he didn’t want to pay attention to him.
He turned his head slightly and continued to sleep.
Sheng Linyuan persevered and continued to kiss.
Again and again, she lightly touched the boy’s lips. After a while, the image of Jinjin’s red eyes crying came to her mind unconsciously again.
Just stopping at one place randomly was enough to arouse the latent evil in his heart. He actually turned over on the bed again, pinched the boy’s chin, and kissed him passionately.
“Um……”
Si Jin frowned slightly, and pushed the man aside, blurting out in a hoarse voice: “Are you not done yet?”
Sheng Linyuan clung to him again, hugging him and refusing to let go: “It’s my first time to taste Jinjin, and I’m a little addicted.”
Si Jin pushed him away mercilessly again: “Then just lie down obediently and let me hold your hands. This way and that, I’m addicted too.”
Sheng Linyuan quickly understood what was going on. The position was wrong. Was the young master angry?
“How about tonight…”
“No need.” Si Jin recalled the many times he had asked to change seats before, and refused with a faint smile: “I don’t care about lust.”
Having said that, he was young and full of vigor and vitality, and he went to bed in the middle of the night and almost missed the court the next day.
Those who are here to collect debts today must not be late.
In the court, Si Jin reported on the recent border defenses as usual and asked for military pay. He almost finished speaking when he added, seemingly unintentionally, “After all, some things happened at home recently, and I have a lot of money to spend, so I can’t pay the military pay myself.”
The Queen Mother wanted to win him over, so she naturally took all his suggestions to heart: “Is there something wrong with the Duke of Liang’s family?”
“Oh, it’s okay.” Si Jin lowered his eyes and whispered, “After all, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is still young, and burning down the pharmacy where I hid my medicine… ahem… it wasn’t intentional.”
As he spoke, he coughed weakly twice: “This minister’s injury has been delayed for a few days. I am afraid that tomorrow… cough cough cough, I will be sick again. I hope the Empress Dowager will understand.”
He spoke fluently and had an innocent expression, as if he had no idea how much of a stir his casual after-dinner chat would cause.
The Queen Mother’s face became worse and worse, and Shen Zhiyu felt very uneasy: “The Crown Prince is too ignorant. The Duke of Liang is a pillar of the country, how can he be treated unfairly? This money must be compensated.”
“It’s just…it’s just…” He kept recalling what the system taught him: “It’s just that the prince was frightened when he came back from Duke Liang’s mansion that day, and he hasn’t woken up yet. The national teacher said that this is a heart disease, and it needs Duke Liang’s blood…to be cured.”
After saying this, Shen Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief.
Sure enough, after the system was upgraded by that Heavenly Monarch, it was still useful, otherwise he would have lost money in vain today.
However, the system said that if he got Mu Sijin’s blood, he could seize the luck without any restrictions.
