Chapter three hundred and eighty second on a whim
In the hall of the Pingnan Prince's Mansion, Zhou Shixiang looked at the Fujin, the King of Jingnan who had given birth to two sons but was only 29 years old.
I have to say that Geng Jimao's boy is very lucky. Shi Yuanling is really good-looking and has a good figure. Perhaps because he breastfeeds his two sons himself, Shi Yuanling looks very convex and large in some parts of his body. The charming smell of mature women vented around him attracted Zhou Shixiang without realizing it.
In the astonished eyes of the second manager, Zhou Shixiang didn't notice that he was walking towards Shi Yuanling step by step. When he was about to approach the other party, he stretched out his right hand and squeezed it hard on the other party's butt.
"What are you doing!"
Shi Yuanling was so scared that his face was lost. His beautiful eyes were as wide as a frightened rabbit, and he looked at Zhou Shixiang in horror.
"I..."
Zhou Shixiang woke up and found that he had lost his composure. He was actually "sexy" by Geng Jimao's wife. He rubbed his hands and smiled dryly: "Don't blame Fujin, don't blame me, my hand is itchy for a moment... Oh, no, I saw that there was dust on Fujin's buttocks, so I reached out to wipe away the dust for Fujin... Yes, that's it."
Zhou Shixiang looked very sure with a stern face, but he didn't know that the mouth of the manager Xiang Er's side turned into a big "o" character.
"Ahem."
In order to hide his embarrassment, Zhou Shixiang deliberately turned his head and coughed twice, accidentally glanced at the second manager, and found that the other party did not seem to have seen the scene just now, his expression was as respectful as when he entered the hall. There was no strangeness on his face, and he couldn't help but secretly applaud.
"Are the generals of the Ming Dynasty so lustful?"
Shi Yuan's spiritual energy came without a single shot. She was a person who had given birth to two sons, and she was not a girl who knew nothing. She would not be blinded by Zhou Shixiang's ridiculous reason. Her delicate body was trembling slightly. It was not afraid, but angry. Zhou Shixiang's action of touching her butt made her feel humiliated, but she had no choice but to swallow the humiliation. At this moment, she was filled with endless regret. She regretted not listening to Xiang Rong's slave's words and came out of the house to see Zhou Shixiang, and now she was humiliated.
Thinking of the scene where the thief scholar who was often spoken by his husband in front of him pressing on him to insult her, Shi Yuanling wished he could hit the pillar in the hall.
If he really dares to humiliate me, I will really hit you to death!
Shi Yuanling made up her mind secretly. She was a good wife in the eyes of others. But she was a strong woman at heart. If it weren't for the lives of thousands of people in the Jingnan Prince's Mansion, she would never have gone to the danger and left herself involuntarily.
"What the concubine said is like this handsome man is really a lustful person."
Zhou Shixiang chuckled and drove away the evil thoughts in his heart. He couldn't help but pinch it casually, and he regretted it after pinching it. He didn't know what evil he had been infected, or he hadn't touched a woman for more than a year and had a sperm in his brain. He actually did something that made people laugh and cry when he saw Geng Jimao's wife look tempting.
If Shi Yuanling was dealt with directly in the hall and then killed their sons, they would fall in love over time. It would be impossible to tame this woman, but she became lustful. However, she went forward and touched people without any pain. If this matter was reported, it would be a big laugh for Ge Laoliu and Jiang Tuzi.
Zhou Shixiang himself found this to be funny. When he thought of doing it, he wanted to do something big on Geng Jimao, the King of Jingnan, and his thoughts on men and women were fading. He was not afraid that Geng Jimao would make any waves. The 2,000 Han soldiers under his command were all in his hands. If he could not bear the money, Geng Jimao would burn the incense. What other waves could he make?
However, considering that Shang Kexi was dead and he was slaughtered by the Pingnan Prince's Mansion, if Geng Jimao could not be a typical example, the Han army that worked for the Qing Dynasty would definitely fight the Taiping Army to the death. Then he decided to let Geng Jimao go and give him a chance, just because this kid himself could not get to the Tao. If he really didn't get to the Tao, then kill him, and he would not be able to escape from the Wuzhi Mountain of the Taiping Army now.
Zhou Shixiang raised his face and said to Shi Yuanling with a serious expression: "The people in the Jingnan Prince's Mansion are all women and children. I have no intention of killing them. As long as the concubine releases everyone, I will protect you from the Jingnan Prince's Mansion. I will also send people to persuade King Jingnan Prince to surrender. If King Jingnan is willing to return to the Ming Dynasty anyway, the concubine will be my prince's wife of the Ming Dynasty, not a concubine."
"This is true? How can I believe you? What if I release someone and you attack them?"
Shi Yuanling is a woman. No matter what she is, she doesn't care about, no matter how her husband chooses, she just needs to be safe. However, given that the young thief scholar in front of her just teased her, she doesn't really believe what the other party said is true.
Zhou Shixiang sneered: "You have to believe it, and you have to believe it if you don't believe it. There is no other choice. If I hadn't wanted to kill more people, would you think the Jingnan Prince's Mansion can still be kept?"
Shi Yuanling was silent for a moment, looked up at Zhou Shixiang, and opened his thin lips lightly: "Can I allow me to go back and think about this?"
"Can't."
Zhou Shixiang refused, showing a narrow-minded look, and said, "Shi Yuanling, now all the people in your vassal know that you have left the mansion to see me. Do you have the heart to let them down?...I advise you to agree immediately, otherwise I will ask someone to tear your clothes and send you back. Then, what will those people in your vassal think of your mistress? What will your husband Geng Jimao look at you when he knows it? Hehe, the concubine should agree."
"you!"
Shi Yuanling was so angry that his teeth were itchy. The thief scholar was really a thief. If he really did this, even if he was as clear as jade, others would not believe that she had not been done by the thief scholar.
"I promise you, but you have to swear not to offend my Jingnan Palace!" Shi Yuanling softened.
Zhou Shixiang shook his head and said, "Impossible. I don't like to swear. If you agree, you agree. If you don't agree, you don't agree."
Shi Yuanling was speechless. The guy in front of him, who was a few years younger than her, was really a scoundrel.
"The concubine refused to agree. Could it be that she really wanted to ask me to tear your clothes and send you back?"
Zhou Shixiang pressed forward step by step, not giving Shi Yuanling any chance to think. The blind Li waited for the stars and the moon waiting for him, but he had no time to waste it on Shi Yuanling.
"you!...."
Shi Yuanling's face turned red and nodded with hatred.
“It can’t be so good.”
Zhou Shixiang turned around and called Xiang Rong.
"The slave is here!"
Xiangrong stepped forward respectfully.
Zhou Shixiang frowned and said, "Don't be a servant in front of me or not, please send the concubine back to the mansion to communicate."
Upon hearing this, Shi Yuanling was shocked: "Don't you let me go back?"
"Pingnan Prince's Mansion is no worse than your Jingnan Prince's Mansion. Please stay in the mansion for a few days. If your husband Geng Jimao is willing to return to the clarity anyway, I will reunite your husband and wife."
Xiang Rong looked embarrassed: "If the concubine doesn't go back, I'm afraid that the people in the royal palace won't believe me."
"That's it," Zhou Shixiang smiled at Shi Yuanling: "Please trouble the concubine to write a letter.
"I won't write, unless you let me go back!" Shi Yuanling gritted his teeth and shouted softly.
"Don't write it? Come on, take off the clothes of Prince Jingnan Fujin!"
"I wrote!"
Shi Yuan's face was frosty with a spirit of spirit.
"Thank you, Miss!"
Chapter completed!