Quick-wear flirting system: being spoiled by gods in the plane

Chapter 55: The First Minister of Power Also Likes to "Marry by Force" - Female Protagonist's Perspective [Part 35] ()

"I would like to exchange all my military achievements and military power for the rest of my life, free from restraints, and returning to the countryside."

When saying this, Song Yang knew that the young emperor would definitely agree.

The Song family was extremely powerful and had long been a thorn in the eyes and flesh of successive emperors.

Now would be the best time for her to escape by handing over the military power while the war is over.

Originally, this time,
She was planning to use it to ask for the imperial decree to marry Yu Ci.

In this way, she would be able to take Cici away from the hustle and bustle of the capital and live an ordinary life.

……

right now,

The freedom she wanted was not to return to the countryside, but to find a quiet place to slow down.

No need to listen to the bugle call anymore, no need to care about the door lintel, just live her own plain and slow life.

……

After years of marching, she has not been able to drink much.

She could still drink three or four glasses of ordinary rough wine, but she didn't expect that a glass of Beijing's fine beer could make her dizzy.

The banquet still had the second half to go, and as the host of today's welcoming banquet, she couldn't leave early, so she could only find a side room to rest.

……

When Yi Qingye came in, she subconsciously became alert and kicked him hard.

His disordered breath could be clearly felt in the room.

Facing the man's questioning, she could only suppress her drunkenness and tell him:

"This is my rest room."

Seeing that he couldn't push the door open, Song Yang knew something was wrong.

But she began to feel weak all over, and this weakness and inexplicable irritability were more fatal than being drunk.

She gritted her teeth and tried to wake up by pulling her bones, but the man easily took it back.

From then on, I was in great confusion.

"Yi Qingye, you bastard..."

The man responded with a hot kiss that smelled of blood.

In a daze, she felt the hot kisses falling on every scar on her body, gentle and compassionate.

Trembling, she listened to the man's whisper:
"Song Qing..."

"I'm going to break my promise."

……

She ran away.

He ran away from the capital and came to a remote village.

He changed his appearance and surname.

In silence, she chose to forget the absurd things that happened that night.

Anyway, she has already handed in her resignation and returned her military token. Everything in the Northern Kingdom should have nothing to do with a commoner like her.

……

Yi Qingye is looking for her.

"..."

……

When she returned to the house, she guessed that there was someone in the house, but she didn't expect it was him.

"Song Yang!"

"You don't want me anymore?"

"You want to abandon me too?"

Song Yang: “…”

……

"There's also the word 'wild' in my name, will you be mine?"

"Give me some time to see my sincerity, okay?"

Song Yang: “…”

she,
How could I refuse?

……

In the following days, Yi Qingye was actually able to concentrate on his work with her.

She was still dressed as a boy, so when faced with curious looks and inquiries from the villagers around her, she always said that this was her younger brother.

Every time at this time, Yi Qingye's face was not looking good. He had a forced smile and a feeling of being forced to look aggrieved.

...quite cute.

……

She had been sleeping with some grown men in the military camp for many years, so when Yi Qingye tentatively wanted to sleep with her, she was stunned for a moment and then nodded.

...It’s better not to order it.

"Easy, clear, wild..."

In the dim room, there was an indistinguishable sound of gnashing teeth, accompanied by a friction, "...If you don't get off, I'll kick you." Hearing this, the man would only shamelessly get closer, holding her hand and pressing it tightly against his chest, repeating in a hoarse and aggrieved voice:
"Ayang, you kicked me yesterday. It hurts. Please touch me..."

Song Yang was skeptical: "...Really?"

"Really? It hurts down there too. It's all hard. You can touch it too..."

Song Yang: “…”

The bed boards here are not very good. They creak every time you turn over.

And night after night, the creaking sound never stopped for a long time.

……

They opened their hearts to each other countless times and revealed the mediocrity or ugliness of the past countless times.

Unconsciously, the distance between them has shortened a lot.

……

Someone always likes to repeatedly emphasize to her that he has never touched other women.

She knows and she believes it.

……

The villagers looked at her (them) with increasingly strange eyes.

The older sisters who had originally said they would introduce their daughters to her have been silent recently.

Well, I just helped her block a lot of problems.

……

The longer the time went on, the better their popularity in the village became.

Villagers often come with small gifts, hoping to ask them to help with farm work in the fields.

Song Yang never refuses, and Yi Qingye only listens to Song Yang.

The consequence of helping again and again is,
Someone turned as black as coal.

Looking at the woman who was trying hard not to laugh, the man's already resentful expression became even more resentful, and he pulled her to bed and started to do something.

She struggled subconsciously, and this man would whimper and say that she didn't want him anymore.

Really...

There's nothing we can do about him.

……

When the one-year deadline was up, she readily accepted Yi Qingye.

When she returned to the capital, she took the initiative to put on her armor again and played the role of leading the way in the festive dragon.

Firstly, it was to prove to the world that she was blessing the newlyweds.

Secondly, it is to say goodbye to the past and welcome a new life.

……

When they were in the new house, she tried her best to help Ci Ci put things away in the house to avoid extra work.

But looking at the completely limp girl, she couldn't help but tease:

"How are you going to survive tonight like this?"

The girl looked surprised and said that she had learned bad things.

uh-huh,

He who keeps company with vermilion becomes red, and he who keeps company with ink becomes black.
Erotic pictures are also prepared for young girls, mainly because they are afraid that the inexperienced bride will be scared. It is good to take a look at them in advance so that you can be mentally prepared.

Of course, she was also afraid that the groom, who was more powerful than her, would not hold back, so she asked Yi Qingye to help her drink some wine to slow down her efforts.

As a result, when she met the two of them, she saw Jing Yan's clear eyes and compared them with her own.

Ok……

She wishes Ci Ci good luck.

……

For various reasons, the newlywed couple did not return home, so they simply invited her and Yi Qingye to their residence for a small gathering.

During the conversation, she mentioned that she was going to hang her name on the marriage tree at Ganfo Temple. Jing Yan, who was standing beside her, seemed to remember something, glanced at his best friend with a half-smile, and said calmly:
"I remember someone seemed to say..."

"The marriage tree is just a trick to fool fools. It can't compare to the political scheming and foresight in the officialdom, which is more exciting?"

Yi Qingye: “…”

Song Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at the man beside him.

Yi Qingye seemed to be laughing and crying, but in the end he could only complain aggrievedly about the fact that someone was vindictive.

Amidst the chatting and laughing, the atmosphere in the room is always warm and gentle, constantly infecting everyone.

……

Almost not long after, Yi Qingye returned to his status as emperor. After discussing with Jing Yan, he selected a young man with excellent character from the Yi family nobles and passed the throne to that person.

On the day the new emperor ascended the throne, she stood at the city gate and looked into the distance.

"Ayang!"

Behind me is someone's gentle and clear call.

Song Yang lowered his eyes, smiled, turned around, and walked towards his own freedom.

(End of this chapter)