Chapter 86 Wannu’s past

Feng Qiyuan was served by a beauty for breakfast the next morning and suddenly remembered that he forgot to have dinner with the little thing yesterday. This thought flashed through his mind for a moment and was thrown behind him without much care.

Didn’t you give me a day off?Is my body better and not thrusting anymore?Feng Qiyuan was eating slowly, and spoke softly without raising his eyelids.

Wan'er is much better... serving the master is the most important thing.

After serving the meal, Wen Shuwan still had to serve the pen and ink aside. The man glanced at her and saw the beauty shaking when she walked. He spoke lightly, exuding majesty, and went back.

The old man should not be without a man to serve him... Just keep Wan'er... Let Wan'er serve him... Wen Shuwan whispered to the man to allow her to serve him.

Feng Qiyuan raised his eyelids lightly and ordered An Deli to give him a seat.

Andre immediately brought a red sandalwood square and placed it next to the imperial table.

Wan'er thanks my master for kindness.The beauty said thanking her softly and sat on the square, washing jade inkstones, grinding inkstones, and moistening the pens. She had done these things countless times when she was in the study room and was serving men. She had already formed a habit. The ink and moistening the pens she grinded were the most useful things for men.

Wen Shuwan's grandfather was a very famous scholar. Before her father taught the prince, he was a disciple of all countries and was highly respected by the late emperor. Therefore, she entered the study at the age of twelve to practice with the princes and princesses.

She herself is the most highly praised by the literati of the Great Jockey King. She has the advantage of winning the position of the noble prince. She could have chosen the prince who was most expected to compete for the throne at that time, but when she saw the sixteen-year-old boy, she fell into those dark eyes like a deep pool, with a pair of cold eyes, as if she looked at everything with cold eyes, and she looked down on everyone.

She walked up to pay tribute carefully, but she didn't give any praise to her. She handed her handkerchief around her to comfort her, saying that she was the son of the order, not favored by the emperor, and had no support from foreign tribes. The throne had nothing to do with him, so there was no need to be sad for an invisible prince who was ignorant of admiration.

That person is like this, clearly not favored, and looks arrogant and really treats himself as a god.

That is, Wan'er wants to be the queen, look at the sixth prince's kindness to us Wan'er.

What can that idiot Chun'an compete with you?

It's really a daydream!

She couldn't listen to the words of the sisters' chattering. Her mind was full of the boy's cold side face, ignoring the ruthless scene she walked through directly. Perhaps she was a shameful person, but she could not forget the cold handsome face. From the first glance when she saw the boy, she was full of him, and she couldn't let it go, and she couldn't forget it.

She chased the figure of the boy regardless of everything, familiar with his preferences, followed by his side to serve him, and still smiled and catered with him after being cold. She didn't care about the mocking eyes of the princes and noble girls around her, and ignored the kind advice of the sister group, and surrounded the boy.

She still remembers that the first thing the boy said to him became faint.Her boy put down his pen and raised his hand to point lightly at the ink mark on the rice paper.

It was Wan'er's fault. Your Highness calmed down and Wan'er hurt her again.She secretly blamed herself, why did she not pay attention to it and make her unhappy?

The indifferent boy gradually stopped cherishing his words to her. Sometimes he could say several words to her a day. Although it was all dissatisfaction and rebuke of her, she was still very happy to see such changes. As long as there was a change, it was a good thing, and his heart could always be warmed up by her.

On the spring banquet, she was not present, but when she learned that the boy had gone, she followed her by a devil, and saw her a scene that she would never forget in her life.

The soft sister of the Lin family was pressed against the wall, and even slapped her neck and slap her face and was beaten so hard that she couldn't cry. She was a boy she had never seen before. She was so cruel and fierce, with her emotions exposed, and her dark eagle eyes were full of anger.

The Lin sister was so angry that she was pinched and she cried. She knelt on the ground and called her cousin, begging the boy to spare her, saying that she would never dare to do it again.

Wen Shuwan touched her breasts with a slut, and pinched them like a boy, but she couldn't feel comfortable at all.

Not far behind the boy, she recognized the many young men in the uniform, including his companionship and followers, as well as the Seventh Prince and the King of Zhennan... The nobles who are usually polite and self-cultivated are now watching with mockery.

Fourth brother, you will know that you will be obedient after fucking her.

I dare to come to the spring banquet with my fourth brother on my back. Tsk, I can't just let it go so easily.

The fourth brother loves her so much, she treats the fourth brother like that.

The onlookers also knew the position of the Lin girl in the fourth brother's heart. She did not dare to be too presumptuous in words. She dared not say anything like bitch, bitch, and a bitch, and she was the only one who dared to urge her to let her fuck her.

The fourth brother is now angry and it’s easy to say anything, but once he gets angry, the girl in the Lin family must still be held in his palm. How dare they insult their little sister-in-law?

But now I still have to follow the fourth brother's thoughts.

The beauty's sob was mixed with the sound of tearing up silk. Wen Shuwan listened to the beauty's scream in the dark. Then everyone laughed softly. She plucked up her head and looked at it, and only saw the young man's strong back. The beauty was blocked by him and was not airtight, and the dense and rapid sound of the slap was heard. The beauty's sob became more and more sad, as if she was suffering a lot.

Woo AhAh... Cousin... She vaguely heard the beauty calling her cousin in a crying voice.

She left in a daze, and returned to the room, and lost all the way to the center of her underwear legs.

The next day, she still served the boy as usual, but she felt that the cold boy became more and more sinister and hard to serve.

A few days later, she heard that the Lin family's sister was sent to the Yuxiang Pavilion for training. She went to beg her father and went to the Yuxiang Pavilion together.

She knew very well that the Lin family's sister was broken and entering Yuxiang Pavilion was just a formality. Sure enough, the Lin family's sister was trained by the emperor and was given to the young man as a slave.

At that time, several princes had already been granted the title of king and left the palace to open the palace. She watched helplessly as the sister of the Lin family was sent to the Yong Palace as a slave pet.

She practices oral service, shrinks her pussy, and clamps her ass every day... She just wants to leave the house as soon as possible to serve the young man.

She was not worried at all that she would be given to others. As the Grand Tutor, her father still had such a little face in front of the emperor.

She was sent into the Yongwang Mansion through the back door in a sedan chair, with a phoenix crown and a robe, a troupe, a troupe, a six-pronged man... There was nothing that women yearned for the most, and she only wore a crabapple skirt and it was considered a wedding dress.

Her groom was even wearing a mysterious robe and didn't care at all. In his eyes, the wedding candle she thought was as casual as a prostitute.

She didn't use any of the kung fu she learned in Yuxiang Pavilion. She was either pressed and slapped by the boy all night or fucked by covering her mouth. The boy in her heart didn't care about her at all. She broke her pussy and fucked her mouth one night. That night, she deeply understood what the nanny said about the front and back.

Early the next morning, she stood up and went to pay tribute to her sister. The Lin family sister had entered the house early and she should go to see her according to the rules, and she respectfully called her sister.

When she entered the door, she saw that the master was there, and she held Sister Lin's tenderness in one hand and whispered.

She didn't dare to look at it anymore, so she knelt down and said, "A bad slave, I wish you goodbye to my master and Sister Lin."Once you enter the door, you can no longer call Your Highness and want to respectfully call him Master.

A low voice came from above his head, preparing hot tea.

Her heart tightened. Did he actually want her to offer tea to Sister Lin?She and Sister Lin are both slave lovers, and according to the rules, she only has to perform half a ritual, and she kneels down for her.

Master...Don't let my sister give me tea... The Lin sister's voice gently pushed and refused.

You are half of the mistress in the Yong Prince's Mansion, so you can bear it with peace of mind.

The Lin sister seems to be still refusing...

Be good, listen to your words.My grandfather's words are gentle and low, but they are unreasonable.

She took the hot tea handed over by the servant, held it with both hands and raised it over her head, and the vulgar slave offered tea to her sister.A jade white simple hand quickly took the teacup, and a gentle voice came from the top of his head. My sister is willing, get up quickly.

She was envious in her heart that she actually gave Sister Lin a mistress, but even a woman who was so gentle and sensible and was arrogant without any favoritism, even as a woman, she couldn't help but feel close to her.

She heard the gentle girl voice gently, "You and I are both my slaves, so I don't want to teach you anything. I just think that I have recognized you as my sister. I am in a bad health. In the future, my daily life will be scattered in the royal palace, and you will have to worry more about it."

She was filled with flattery when she heard this, and the little grievance in her heart instantly dissipated. The lowly slave would definitely serve the Lord with all his heart.

Get up.She dared to get up after listening to the Master's low order.

Master, Rouer is a little uncomfortable. Today, it’s better to let her sister serve her... A clear female voice is soft and weak.

Remember to drink the medicine you are rewarding, don’t take your body seriously.

Yes, Rouer listens to me.

That night, she was fucked by her master again and cried, and her lower body was paralyzed and lay on the couch for two days before she could get off the ground.

In the days that followed, she gradually realized that her grandfather favored her sister Rou. The servants in the royal palace would respectfully call her Madam Rou. Sister Rou was a slave, and she could actually get the dignity that was only under the official concubine.

She dared not feel resentful, was jealous, and only served her wholeheartedly in small matters. Because when she went to the study room, she was used to serving her ink and ink, and when she entered the house, she naturally went into the study room to serve her. She cherished the opportunity to be with her side, and did not dare to make any mistakes when serving her. From the beginning, she just polished the ink and moistened the pen, to the later stage, gradually she began to draft the requirements for her, and even copied secret documents. Regarding political affairs in the court, she also liked to hear her give some insights.

Except for the fact that when Mr. Ye met with his confidant, she had to avoid her as a slave, and at the rest, Mr. Ye's trust in her can be said to have reached the extreme. She was so satisfied that she could no longer be satisfied. She had already obtained so much, so what else should she ask for?

During the New Year, it was the middle of winter. Sister Rou was weak, so my grandfather brought her into the palace. It was the first time she followed her to attend a formal occasion as a slave to the Prince Yong's mansion.

They are all people you know, don’t be restrained.The master saw that she looked unnatural and whispered to comfort her.

With Master here, Wan'er is like at home.She responded with a faint smile, as if she was a concubine, relying on her husband and master in everything.

My grandfather wrapped her tenderness and casually kneaded her fingertips. Well, there is a grandfather here in everything.

At that time at the palace plum blossom banquet, she was ridiculed by her handkerchiefs in the open and secretly, saying that she mistakenly regarded the fish eye as a pearl.

The noble girls are a little afraid of her father as the Grand Tutor, but Princess Chun'an, who is extremely favored by the emperor, is not forgiving at all, and is extremely mean to ridicule. Some people want to be phoenixes, but in the end they reveal their true colors, they are just bald pheasants.

The followers around the princess agreed.

I think it's a pheasant.

She listened to the slandering voices around her, but just smiled faintly. At that time, the situation of the Yong Prince's Mansion was already very bad. Most of the officials in the court were Kings of Jin. The emperor was walking on thin ice in the court. If he didn't take a good step, he would be caught by someone. Even if he had a little mistake, he would put the Yong Prince's Mansion in a more severe situation. If she argued with the princess, she would probably have someone in the court to impeach him on the next day and was useless.

On the carriage back home, I held her hand lightly, my voice was low and I seemed to be a promise. I will not let you suffer such grievances again.

She was not with her husband when she was in the palace. She was all official and noble at the plum blossom banquet, but her situation at the plum blossom banquet could not escape the eyes and ears of her. She knew that her husband's ability was more than that.

Wan'er is not wronged.If she was treated with such slander every day, she would be willing.

No one can bully my wife.

Well, Wan'er believes in Master, Wan'er only asks Master to bully him... She snuggles in Master's arms and is shy and sweet, only Master can give her grievances, she believes.