The treacherous minister under the skirt (taking by force) ( Mtl

19

Afraid of disturbing the situation, Shen Zhaodu did not immediately lead people into Shengpingfang to take action. Instead, he took Shen Ni to look around at the surrounding stalls and secretly observed the unkind visitors.

Shen Ni stopped in front of a stall selling rouge and gouache, picked up a powder box and opened it. There was a small mirror inside.

"Can I use this to spot the person following me?"

Shen Zhaodu used his fingers to apply a little rouge on the back of his hand. It was pink and tender, and really beautiful: "If it is so easy to solve, I won't disturb the empress."

After saying that, he threw another piece of broken silver on the stall: "I want this."

Just when Shen Ni was about to see what he had bought, Shen Zhaodu suddenly reached out and lifted the white gauze of her hat: "Let me put it on for you."

Rough fingertips stained with powder touched her lips. Shen Ni was so anxious that she hurriedly knocked his hand off: "Do you know where this thing was applied?"

She didn't use much force this time, but she stunned Shen Zhaodu.

"Isn't it for the lips?" He lowered his head and sniffed the powder box, "It tastes very similar to your lips."

His voice was loud, and the little girl who owned the stall also laughed softly. Shen Ni was so angry that her face was redder than rouge: "If you don't do anything, I'll leave."

"Move, move." Shen Zhaodu stuffed the rouge into his sleeves, grabbed Shen Ni's hand, beat it, and held him in his arms. "We will enter through the side door of Shengpingfang later. Don't Let go of my hand." utāxs.o (futaxs)

There were more and more people on the street, bustling and crowded. If Shen Zhaodu hadn't blocked her, Shen Ni would probably have bruises on her shoulders.

He seemed to be very familiar with the streets of the capital. He was even more proficient at holding her hand and walking around, walking through the streets and alleys than he was at his Zhaowu Marquis Mansion.

Finally, the side door of Shengpingfang, which was full of debris, was right in front of him. He suddenly quickened his pace and rushed in, pulling Shen Ni so hard that she couldn't help but scream.

As soon as he turned into the boundary of Shengpingfang, his eyes became dim and the street was too narrow. Shen Zhaodu, who was walking in the front, threw aside a few hanging rag curtains and continued to move forward.

The street became increasingly quiet, and even Shen Ni could hear footsteps approaching from behind, and couldn't help but hold her breath and try to keep up with Shen Zhaodu's pace.

"This way."

After passing a fork, Shen Ni was dragged along by him again, staggered into his arms, and hid close to the wall.

The alley was a dead end, and Shen Ni didn't understand why she chose such a place to hide. When she was about to look up at him, Shen Zhaodu took off her curtain and covered her eyes with his hands.

"Don't be afraid."

His lowered voice became rougher, smoothing away the youthful energy and becoming more steady and reliable.

Shen Ni was suppressing her violent heartbeat when suddenly a sharp sound of unsheathing passed by quickly.

Without sight, hearing and perception are much clearer.

She could even hear the sound of the sword cutting through skin and flesh, chopping muscles and bones, and even the sound of blood dripping.

Only the person who was killed didn't even cry out for help, and he didn't even know how he died.

The rotten smell at the end of the alley was covered in blood, and Shen Ni's eyes gradually lit up. She opened her eyes and looked up, and Shen Zhaodu was standing in front of her, unruly, but carefully blocking all the filth and blood behind her.

Deep red blood flowed to his feet. Shen Ni was about to poke her head in to see, but he covered her eyes again.

"Don't look."

Shen Ni wanted to know who was following her and took his hand away, but this time he refused to let her go. He held her eyes and pushed her back.

"Shen Zhaodu!"

Pushed against the wall by him again, Shen Ni struggled desperately, but with just a little force from his hands, he was able to hold her down, so there was no way she could break free.

Soon a shadow guard jumped from the roof, turned over the body with its head missing, stood up and held his hands to Shen Zhaodu: "Captain, this man has been tattooed."

"Take it away and check to see if there are any other tokens on you."

The shadow guard responded, took out a folded cloth bag from his lapel, opened it, skillfully stuffed the completely cut head into it, picked up the bloody corpse and ran away.

The hand blocking her eyes was lowered again, but Shen Ni still didn't see the tragic situation at the entrance of the alley.

After all, he was just a weak boy. After more than ten years of fighting and fighting, Shen Zhaodu could not develop the strength of a big man, but he was better because he was taller and had broad shoulders. When he stood in front of Shen Ni, he blocked her tightly. .

"let's go."

Shen Zhaodu put on the curtain hat for her, put his hand behind the gauze and rolled up two ties. Shen Ni suddenly said, "You seem to mind that I know about your murder."

The hand wrapped around the tether froze, and Shen Ni knew that she had guessed correctly.

Last time, he deliberately used rose water to cover up the smell of blood. This time, he had no choice but to do it in front of her, but he also refused to let her see the plight of the dead.

There should be few people in this world who don't know that Shen Zhaodu is a cruel and cruel person. She even scolded him in front of him several times. Why should he be so taboo?

"Are you afraid of scaring me?"

Shen Zhaodu still had no intention of answering, lowered his eyes and continued to tie the knot.

The fingers used to dance swords and guns were not very flexible, and their clumsy and rough fingers touched Shen Ni's chin several times, and then bounced away anxiously.

Shen Ni didn't say stop, just let him manipulate her, and then responded with a quick reply: "Do you like me?"

His hand was completely messed up, and the rope escaped from his fingertips.

Shen Ni pretended not to know and continued to talk to herself: "I thought you hated me, so you imprisoned me and humiliated me, but every time you see me crying, you panic, for fear that I will be wronged..."

The world had a long list of stains on Shen Zhaodu, but Shen Ni felt that only one of them was unworthy of the name, which was the reason why he was granted the title of General Zhenbei - he had the same surname as his beloved concubine Shen Ni, and he was appreciated by the emperor.

Completely obliterating his illustrious military exploits.

This was the only thing she felt Xiao Ling had done too much.

Shen Ni thought he hated her, so he would break into her bedroom three or four times to harass her, threaten her, and want her to surrender completely and beg for mercy at his feet.

But the gentleness he showed unintentionally told Shen Ni that it was not the case.

Even if there is true hatred, there is still a love of temptation.

Behind the bravado is the fear of being discovered that is soft on the inside.

He is still a young man who only knows how to fight and kill.

"Shen Zhaodu." She grabbed the hand that was struggling with the frenulum but didn't dare to use force. "You liked me the first time you saw me."

Find the enemy's weak point and she will no longer be prey.

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