The others had long since sensibly retreated when they saw how they were doing. A few servants carried the man into a side room. I leaned against the wall by the door and became a little drowsy, and actually fell asleep. Suddenly there was some shaking, and someone picked her up. She opened her eyes drowsily, and it was Situ Ping, who was carrying me. ‘You…’ ‘I’ll take you to the house to sleep, my big milkmaid.’ His voice actually made Tang Ziyu close her eyes again with peace of mind, and she leaned her head on his shoulder.
Situ Ping laid the inexplicable woman on the bed. Although he had a thousand questions to ask her, he actually felt a little sad when he saw her sleeping peacefully in his arms. The man was indeed deeply poisoned, but it seemed that he had used some antidote, so he was fine for now. It would just be a bit difficult to detoxify him next. After all, it was not easy to find a woman with the most yin and softness.
But he was still curious. Judging from his current situation, he must have been cured, otherwise there would definitely be a dark line between his eyebrows, and he would definitely be very restless. Could it be that some woman had helped him? Could it be this little hothead in bed? Judging from her personality, she didn’t look like a woman of the yin at all.
So he placed his finger on her pulse, and the result surprised him a little. It turned out that she was actually the most difficult antidote to find. Then she must have slept with him already, no wonder she was so tired, no wonder she was desperate to save him. For some reason, he felt very unhappy. Although he had only just met this woman, he somehow hoped that he could have her.
He gently tapped her sleeping acupoint, then slowly pulled her pants off. Although he had often undressed women before, he had rarely been so careful and cherished the experience. Seeing the redness of her lower body and the bloodstains on the inside of her thighs that hadn’t been completely wiped away, and thinking about her exhausted state just now, Situ Ping sighed.
He took a box of ointment out of his sleeve and gently applied it to her, hoping to relieve her pain. I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but one of his fingers actually slipped inside. The feeling of tightness inside made his heart beat a little, so he added another one. Thanks to the lubrication from the ointment, his fingers went in easily, and she seemed to feel it in her sleep, as she let out a soft moan, which sounded like an invitation. But Situ Ping still restrained himself. He couldn’t bear to tire her out any more, but she would be his, because he had already decided what the ransom would be.
She woke up from hunger at noon, and was very happy to find that she was actually sleeping in a bed: finally home! It turned out to be a dream. She was so happy, but was immediately awakened from her nightmare: ‘Miss, please get up and wash!’ A maid was actually standing next to her. Oh my, she couldn’t be in the unlucky Song Dynasty! Surviving in such a dynasty that bound women the most, would it be too difficult for her, even if she was considered very independent in college?
She sighed, got up, and after being at the mercy of others for half a day, she also took a good look at the two maids. It seems that their status is not high enough, so they don’t have bound feet, but their waists are indeed tied very thinly. Looking at the eyebrows they traced for her, she knew that they hoped from the bottom of their hearts that she would bow to their master submissively, but unfortunately she would definitely not be able to do that, because as soon as that guy was cured, she would definitely have to climb Mount Qilin again to go home.