The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

Chapter 1714 This kind of operation



Chapter 1714 This kind of operation

The new house was quiet.

Occasionally, there would be a very faint popping sound from the candle flame.

Zhou Shiyue glanced around the room. The newly built closet should already be filled with Lu Zhaoling's clothes.

A tray of jewelry was neatly arranged on the dressing table by the wall. It was the jewelry that Lu Zhaoling had worn today, and it was placed there after she took it off.

On a small side table next to the windowsill, there was a new plum vase containing lotus pods that Qing Mama had cut and processed during the summer.

The old woman said it meant having many children and much happiness, but aside from that meaning, the lotus pods, when placed there, added a touch of elegance to the new room. A small red flower was tied to the lotus pod with a red ribbon.

Zhou Shiyue's gaze fell on the corner of the table. He saw a flat plate on it, with a stack of yellow paper on it, several boxes of cinnabar next to it, and a pen holder with several pens for drawing talismans stuck in it.

Upon seeing this, he couldn't help but smile with a sense of satisfaction.

so good.

There are now traces of another person in his room.

Now there are two owners here; he's finally not all alone. And most importantly, the bed that used to feel so big is now occupied by another person.

Why did he feel that the room smelled so good, with her unique fragrance, even though Lu Zhaoling had only been in there for a few hours?

Zhou Shiyue then turned his gaze back to Lu Zhaoling's face. This time, he finally couldn't resist leaning down and slowly bringing his lips to Lu Zhaoling's lips, pressing them together.

“Ah Ling...my queen.”

Zhou Shiyue's voice was as soft as a dream, lingering on their lips.

Her lips were so soft.

It seems softer than ever before.

Having changed her clothes, Lu Zhaoling must have washed off the rouge on her face and the lipstick on her lips.

Now her face is smooth and delicate, and her lips have a hint of indescribable sweetness.

Zhou Shiyue originally only intended to give a light kiss, but once their lips touched, he couldn't control himself.

When their lips met and their breaths became erratic, a pair of soft arms reached up and wrapped around his neck.

A soft moan escaped from her lips.

"Ah Yue~ Brother~"

Zhou Shiyue's ears felt hot, his body tensed, and he rolled over onto her.

It's said that a perfect match isn't just about compatible personalities, values, and feelings; physical compatibility is also essential.

The curves interweave, their softness and hardness complement each other, and they are inseparable.

"Husband~"

"My king~"

Lu Zhaoling was so dizzy from the kiss that her mind was completely blank, filled with indescribable thoughts.

So, she seduced him too.

It's the kind of flirting that's hard to control in this kind of atmosphere.

"How would you like me to call you?" she asked softly, her arms wrapped tightly around him, her body involuntarily leaning upwards slightly.

I felt the heat and the confusion.

How could Zhou Shiyue possibly restrain himself? How could he possibly resist?

His ears turned bright red, and his hands couldn't help but search for her most intimate spots.

He reached inside her clothes and touched her smooth skin; he was going crazy.

"Ah Ling is fine, whatever you call her is fine."

Damn it, no matter what her name is, she can ignite his blood!

With a tearing sound, whose clothes were ripped open?

The red candles flickered gently.

Zhou Shiyue's hand suddenly touched something under Lu Zhaoling's body. He pulled it out and saw that it was a piece of white cotton cloth.

That was placed under Lu Zhaoling.

When Zhou Shiyue realized what he was doing, his consciousness returned instantly, and he became much more alert.

He promised...

I promised my master and Junior Brother Yin that we wouldn't consummate our marriage yet.

Look what he's doing now?

He looked down, felt a rush of heat to his nose, and immediately wanted to get out of bed.

But Lu Zhaoling wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her.

"Brother, you're not thinking of deserting your post, are you?"

Damn, why is her voice so soft and delicate today?

Zhou Shiyue was so entangled with her that he fell down again.

He's gone mad, he's really gone mad.

Lu Zhaoling was also getting impatient and started to undo his belt.

With her belt loosened, she pulled it off the bed and threw it down, her hands reaching inside her robe.

"A Ling..."

Zhou Shiyue's face was ashen, and his tall frame trembled slightly.

"Why worry about so much..." Lu Zhaoling opened her eyes and looked at him. "Your Highness, today is our wedding day..."

He's going to die.

Zhou Shiyue's hand was so tight it felt like it was about to break.

But he promised...

Just as he was about to grab Lu Zhaoling's hand, black mist seeped in through the crack in the window, flowing continuously and quickly towards the bed.

The temperature plummeted.

A few wisps of mist seeped into their clothes—

"Wow! It's so cold!"

Lu Zhaoling instantly snapped out of her daze, pushed Zhou Shiyue away, grabbed the blanket and quickly covered herself with it, the whole process as fast as lightning.

Zhou Shiyue was pushed away by her, his clothes parted, and a wisp of mist covered his chest. "Hiss..."

It's so cold it can make you shiver!

His passion was extinguished.

Lu Zhaoling sat up, wrapped in the blanket, and could already tell, "Ghost Abyss Mist..."

Now that we can see what this is, is there any need to ask who did this? The person who can use the Ghost Abyss Mist so naturally is none other than Judge Yin Yunting.

Lu Zhaoling understood the reason and felt a little embarrassed. She coughed with a red face and cleared her throat, saying, "This evil mist can't harm us now..." She couldn't finish her sentence because Zhou Shiyue's face darkened.

She secretly glanced at Zhou Shiyue's body and couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him.

How could the eldest disciple be so ruthless, using Ghost Abyss Mist to freeze people on their wedding night!

Aren't you really afraid of freezing Zhou Shiyue?

Zhou Shiyue gritted his teeth and said, "I don't blame him, but are you sure this evil mist can't harm me?"

If someone is suddenly forced to become another extreme from a certain extreme state, isn't that a form of harm?

Unfortunately, Zhou Shiyue felt he couldn't say these words to anyone, and he could only swallow this bitterness silently.

Okay, my junior brother has also remembered it.

Zhou Shiyue glanced at Lu Zhaoling, took a deep breath, and said, "You continue sleeping, I'm going to take a shower."

Actually, he should have taken a shower earlier; he hadn't changed his clothes yet.

When Lu Zhaoling saw him get out of bed, she wanted to call him back and ask if he was really feeling unwell, but Zhou Shiyue ran out very fast, taking long strides.

Lu Zhaoling lay back down, clutching the blanket with both hands and sighing helplessly. She was actually quite hurt too. She hadn't wanted her wedding night to turn out like this.

After Zhou Shiyue went out, he didn't find Yin Yunting. It's likely that Yin Yunting wasn't shameless enough to actually guard outside their new house. He was probably just controlling the Ghost Abyss Mist from a distance in the guest courtyard. He probably didn't even consider their situation and just wanted to help him calm down.

"Your Highness?" Aoki approached and said in a low voice, "The water is ready, would you like to take a bath?"

"I will go myself." Zhou Shiyue pulled his clothes tighter.


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