Li Chengfeng and Minister Li returned from the Prime Minister's Mansion that night, tossed and turned for a few nights, and couldn't sleep well
His nephew Li Huaijing was greedy for some small profits during the flood, and was actually dug out by Gu Qingyin to study it. Now the emperor wants to thoroughly investigate the matter. Li Huaijing has long been like an ant on a hot pan, messing around in a mess.
As the Minister of War, how could he stand by and watch? But he had to listen to what Lord Han Xiang said. Although he had long hated the little woman, he could not help but feel helpless.
Master, I see that you have been depressed for the past two days and have not yet looked good for a long time. Do you have any worries to talk to me? Jiaoer, a concubine whom Mr. Li just married a family a few years ago, approached him.
Mr. Li was particularly fond of this little woman, and sighed, and then briefly told the whole story.
After hearing this, Jiaoer chuckled, what's the problem? The master has to find a way to do her, but he has to follow Han Xiang's wishes?
This is not easy to do, little baby, don't be bored
Jiaoer lowered her head and leaned into his ear and said this. Mr. Li's face went from suspicion to shock, and then to joy. Finally, he nodded repeatedly, kissed Jiaoer's tender face, and smiled: What a little fox, okay, just do what you said
Gu Qingyin has to stay at the Censorate every seven days. That night, she stayed alone in the hall to work. The candle shadow swayed and a sleepy feeling came. She looked at the stack of official documents left on hand, pressed her a little sore neck, and prepared to continue to hold on for a while.
Suddenly, the candle fire went out, and only a wisp of blue smoke left, and the room instantly fell into darkness.
Gu Qingyin's heart was beating. Just as she was about to call someone, her shoulder suddenly felt a sharp pain and she fainted immediately.
When she woke up again, the bright light stinged her eyes. She found that she was tied to a gorgeous carved bed, surrounded by green gauze curtains and tassels, and there was a faint sweet fragrance in the air.
Her hands were tied together to the head of the bed, and her mouth was stuffed with a bunch of cloth. She had no trace of her body, but was tied to shame by a thick red cloth rope.
The red rope crossed her chest, fully highlighting her pair of fair and plump breasts, bounced in the air, and her lower body was tied into a T-shaped shape. The thick red rope was tied into her most private parts, bringing a different feeling
After seeing his current situation, Gu Qingyin felt that all the blood in her body was frozen, leaving only a lonely heart in her chest beating in vain.
Gu Qingyin came from a famous family and was pampered since childhood. Although she was a profession, she entered the officialdom. She was young and had not experienced any major storms. Even though she had encountered an assassination, the feeling at that time was far less intense than it was at this moment.
This is a complex emotion mixed with fear, shock, humiliation, grief and anger. Gu Qingyin's clear and beautiful eyes were filled with tears. At this moment, she never wanted to cry, but she really couldn't control it, and even her body was trembling slightly.
With a creaking sound, it was the sound of the door being pushed open. Gu Qingyin turned her head suddenly, trying to see the person clearly, but she was tied up tightly, and from her perspective, she could not see the situation at the door at all.
A tall and tall figure slowly walked towards the bed. Gu Qingyin heard her heartbeat like a drum, and she subconsciously struggled slightly.
Han Jinqing was still wearing an official uniform and a dark blue brocade robe. As soon as he stepped into the yard, a guard hurriedly ran over in front of him and said: Prime Minister, Lord Li said he brought you a gift, and now he is in your bedroom.
Han Jinqing narrowed his cold eyes slightly, and his lips raised slightly. He was determined. After saying that, he strode towards the bedroom
His nephew Li Huaijing was greedy for some small profits during the flood, and was actually dug out by Gu Qingyin to study it. Now the emperor wants to thoroughly investigate the matter. Li Huaijing has long been like an ant on a hot pan, messing around in a mess.
As the Minister of War, how could he stand by and watch? But he had to listen to what Lord Han Xiang said. Although he had long hated the little woman, he could not help but feel helpless.
Master, I see that you have been depressed for the past two days and have not yet looked good for a long time. Do you have any worries to talk to me? Jiaoer, a concubine whom Mr. Li just married a family a few years ago, approached him.
Mr. Li was particularly fond of this little woman, and sighed, and then briefly told the whole story.
After hearing this, Jiaoer chuckled, what's the problem? The master has to find a way to do her, but he has to follow Han Xiang's wishes?
This is not easy to do, little baby, don't be bored
Jiaoer lowered her head and leaned into his ear and said this. Mr. Li's face went from suspicion to shock, and then to joy. Finally, he nodded repeatedly, kissed Jiaoer's tender face, and smiled: What a little fox, okay, just do what you said
Gu Qingyin has to stay at the Censorate every seven days. That night, she stayed alone in the hall to work. The candle shadow swayed and a sleepy feeling came. She looked at the stack of official documents left on hand, pressed her a little sore neck, and prepared to continue to hold on for a while.
Suddenly, the candle fire went out, and only a wisp of blue smoke left, and the room instantly fell into darkness.
Gu Qingyin's heart was beating. Just as she was about to call someone, her shoulder suddenly felt a sharp pain and she fainted immediately.
When she woke up again, the bright light stinged her eyes. She found that she was tied to a gorgeous carved bed, surrounded by green gauze curtains and tassels, and there was a faint sweet fragrance in the air.
Her hands were tied together to the head of the bed, and her mouth was stuffed with a bunch of cloth. She had no trace of her body, but was tied to shame by a thick red cloth rope.
The red rope crossed her chest, fully highlighting her pair of fair and plump breasts, bounced in the air, and her lower body was tied into a T-shaped shape. The thick red rope was tied into her most private parts, bringing a different feeling
After seeing his current situation, Gu Qingyin felt that all the blood in her body was frozen, leaving only a lonely heart in her chest beating in vain.
Gu Qingyin came from a famous family and was pampered since childhood. Although she was a profession, she entered the officialdom. She was young and had not experienced any major storms. Even though she had encountered an assassination, the feeling at that time was far less intense than it was at this moment.
This is a complex emotion mixed with fear, shock, humiliation, grief and anger. Gu Qingyin's clear and beautiful eyes were filled with tears. At this moment, she never wanted to cry, but she really couldn't control it, and even her body was trembling slightly.
With a creaking sound, it was the sound of the door being pushed open. Gu Qingyin turned her head suddenly, trying to see the person clearly, but she was tied up tightly, and from her perspective, she could not see the situation at the door at all.
A tall and tall figure slowly walked towards the bed. Gu Qingyin heard her heartbeat like a drum, and she subconsciously struggled slightly.
Han Jinqing was still wearing an official uniform and a dark blue brocade robe. As soon as he stepped into the yard, a guard hurriedly ran over in front of him and said: Prime Minister, Lord Li said he brought you a gift, and now he is in your bedroom.
Han Jinqing narrowed his cold eyes slightly, and his lips raised slightly. He was determined. After saying that, he strode towards the bedroom
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