MTL - Little Cardamom-Chapter 62

Ming Tan's eyes are drunk at the moment, and asking some simple questions that don't require thinking will make her connect... She hiccups, her head is tilted on Jiang Xu's chest, and she is tilted up, her eyes are hazy and puzzled.

"Connected?"

How to connect?

Thinking of something, she suddenly stepped back, pulled off the tie on Jiang Xu's sleeve, staggered in circles, and wrapped it around herself.

At the end of the circle, the belt was not long enough, and she fell back into Jiang Xu's arms with inertia. Her little head, which was not sober at all, turned dizzy and hit the familiar chest, which seemed to be a little painful.

She frowned, rubbed her forehead, pulled the belt, and muttered, "It's connected."

Jiang Xu: "..."

He also drank a lot of wine tonight, and his body smelled heavily of alcohol. As far as he could see, he could see the crimson gauze and white skin on Ming Tan's body. The silver glitter swayed with her soft waist, arousing her The faint fragrance from his body penetrated straight into his nostrils. His eyes darkened, and his throat rolled unconsciously.

However, Ming Tan still teased him recklessly, sticking to his body, rubbing back and forth restlessly: "Husband, why is it cold on your body, um... that's great."

Jiang Xu's body was picked up by her fidgety little hands, cluster after cluster of fire, thinking that he was in Mingheng's residence, he endured it for a while, but in the end he didn't want to bear it anymore, suddenly picked her up and walked towards the bed, and threw her on the bed. On the bed, he leaned over and pressed down.

He put one hand on Ming Tan's ear, and with the other he slowly untied the messy belt around her body. After untiing it, he tied those flailing little hands to the top of his head with a belt, so as not to give her any chance to make trouble.

Ming Tan was very drunk, her chest was stuffy, and her whole body was on fire, but she still felt the approaching danger, so she moaned vaguely, subconsciously wanting to shrink into a corner.

She didn't want to turn over, and the tulle held by Jiang Xu made a clear tearing sound. She was already in pain, and when she saw that the clothes were broken, she complained a little bit aggrievedly: "Why did you break it again?" my clothes!"

Jiang Xu pinched her chin, and his eyes lingered very closely on her eyebrows. Due to drunkenness, her face was flushed, and the corners of her eyes were also red, watery, coupled with a small expression of grievance, inexplicably, it made people want to bully her severely.

"It's broken," he said in a low voice, meaning that he didn't understand, "How about the king compensate you?"

As he said that, he tore off the tulle that was no longer covering her body, and said in a hoarse voice next to her ear: "Hey, don't break the broken ones first."

Ming Tan nodded obediently, and wanted to open his mouth to say something, but unexpectedly his lips were sealed and his teeth were pried open.

She was already dizzy and flustered, but this **** made her body soften even more. She groaned twice, and involuntarily clinging to him, catering to his rhythm.

When Mingheng asked Qinghe to help tidy up the house, he deliberately changed the bed curtain with smoke powder that the girl's family Xu Hui liked.

At this moment, the smoke powder bed curtain was shaking, Ming Tan didn't know whether it was hot or numb, and the tears from the corners of her eyes were also mixed with the fragrant sweat from her forehead. It will be fine soon."

"You... you just... said that too."

"Really." Jiang Xu's eyes seemed to be on fire, and he kissed her earlobe, and the fire was densely burning along the ear, and his voice was hoarse and whispered, as if coaxing, "Brother Qi, I will hurry up!" some, okay?"

Ming Tan has gone from limp to sore, as long as he is quick, everything will be fine, so he immediately shouted without any backbone: "Brother Qizhi——"

Who would have thought that before the words were finished, a gust of wind and rain would strike, and Ming Tan couldn't bear it any longer, so he exclaimed, calling "Brother Qi Zhi" one after another as if begging for mercy, the more he shouted, the more he broken.

Her body trembled, sometimes in the clouds, sometimes at the bottom of the water, sweat and tears were intertwined on her little face, and her black hair was full, some of which fell on her cheeks, entangled with his black hair.

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After a night of having fun, Ming Tan woke up the next day with a severe headache and a throbbing brain. Because of being drunk, he couldn't quite remember what he did last night and what happened again.

It's just that seeing Jiang Xu who was still lying beside him and the brocade quilt exuding an ambiguous atmosphere in a mess, some embarrassing images sporadically appeared in his mind that was still chaotic just now.

Brother Qi?

Did she call brother Qizhi last night?

Thinking of this, Ming Tan blushed, hurriedly covered his face and rolled over, his body curled up into a small shrimp.

She is too shameless, why would she shout like that? This is in my elder brother's house, I don't know if anyone heard it last night, it was really a mistake to drink, a mistake to drink...

Suddenly, the long arm behind him pulled her into his arms, and his rough fingertips lingered unscrupulously on her body.

She hurriedly slapped it away, turned around and said angrily: "You last night! Knowing that you are in brother's house, you are too bad!"

"This king is drunk." His voice was low and satisfied.

Drunk, why don't you see him drunk on weekdays? And Yun Yi clearly said that the Lord will not get drunk after a thousand cups! Ming Tan was so ashamed that he couldn't do anything about him, so he punched him twice, but the force was also light.

Jiang Xu cupped her little fist, and comforted her in a hoarse voice: "It's nothing, Shu Jingran and your brother are also drunk."

"Really?" Ming Tan was suspicious.

Jiang Xu said "hmm".

Ming Tan was skeptical, but he felt a little more at ease.

After warming up on the bed for a while, the two got up and changed their clothes. Seeing that Jiang Xu was going to wear black again, Ming Tan held him down, picked out loose green casual clothes for him, and graciously helped him put them on one by one.

After putting it on, she picked up the black brocade clothes that Jiang Xu had replaced, trying to take out the things in the secret pocket.

He usually puts some silver bills, signal smoke bombs, and seals in his secret pocket.

"G, Husband, what is this?" Ming Tan suddenly took out a long black jade tablet and looked it up curiously.

The top of this thing is pierced, it seems to be hung on something, the whole body is black, it looks like jade but not jade. There were obvious signs of blunt wear and tear on it, Ming Tan looked at it, somehow it looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw it.

Jiang Xu paused: "You don't know?"

Ming Tan shook his head: "I don't know him, but he looks familiar."

"This thing saved my king's life." He took it from Ming Tan's hand, stroked it for a while, and then put it into a secret pocket.

Saved a life? Ming Tan wanted to ask more carefully, but Ming Heng suddenly went outside the house and knocked on the door, calling them to have breakfast together.

Hearing Ming Heng's voice, the up and down string in Ming Tan's mind suddenly tensed, she hurriedly agreed, and raised the small bronze mirror to have a look.

Very well, the bun and makeup are all in place, she tidied up her skirt, and pulled Jiang Xu out together.

The breakfast was served in the flower hall, and during the meal, Ming Tan knocked sideways and asked, "I heard from my husband, brother and Mr. Shu were both drunk last night? Did you rest well?"

Ming Heng rubbed his head, feeling a little helpless: "I'm a little drunk, I fell asleep when I got back to the room."

Shu Er nodded and sighed: "Me too, in terms of drinking capacity, I'm still no match for Qizhi."

Ming Tan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words.

Jiang Xu ate the porridge by himself, raising the corners of his lips almost imperceptibly.

The destination of their trip was Lingzhou, and they could only stop for a day by passing through Pangshan Mountain. According to Jiang Xu's intention, they had to continue their journey after eating breakfast. However, Ming Heng was so kind and insisted on keeping them for another lunch, Ming Tan also blinked at him.

Thinking of her hard work last night, Jiang Xu nodded and acquiesced.

After breakfast, Ming Heng took them to have a look around the county government office, and took a stroll around the street.

The people of Pangshan are very familiar with Ming Heng. When the old lady who sells vegetables saw him, she insisted on bringing him some fresh vegetables from her own home. The proprietress of the cloth shop on the street also yelled "Master Ming" one by one, twisting her plump waist Lies forward, both inside and outside the words are trying to introduce someone to him.

Ming Tan has been covering her veil in a regular manner, and walked forward beside Jiang Xu. When she heard that someone was going to introduce someone to her brother, she finally couldn't help it, and said aloud: "Brother, you have been in mourning for sister Yang for three years. When I return to Beijing next year, this marriage has to be put on the agenda. Although Dad doesn’t say anything, he is very concerned about your marriage, and mother has secretly found several girls for you.”

Mentioning this topic, Ming Heng felt a little uncomfortable. Qinghe, who was following behind, also paused for no reason, and raised his eyes to secretly look at his lord.

At that moment, Ming Tan sensitively caught the subtle reactions of the two.

She looked at Qinghe curiously, at first she didn't pay much attention, she only thought of him as a small policeman in the yamen, and didn't think whether this small policeman appeared too frequently.

Looking at it now, this girl Qinghe is very pretty, and she looks very smart and capable. The most important thing is that she admires Ming Heng very much, and among the three sentences she utters, one of them must start with "Our Lord".

Ming Tan has a delicate mind, and few people can stand up to him when he wants to say something, let alone a girl like Qinghe who works in the yamen and is used to being straightforward.

She just tossed a few words at random, and Qinghe explained clearly the geomantic treasures where the bones of her three generations of ancestors were buried like beans in a bamboo tube.

Well, there is a bit of a difference in status. Daddy's pass is definitely not easy, but status is not a big deal. The wife of the eldest son of Jing'an Hou's mansion doesn't need to be too prominent, just innocent.

It's just that the elder brother is the son of the eldest son, and his wife will be the clan wife of the Ming family in the future. The responsibilities that need to be borne may not be able to be carried by the girl Qinghe in front of her. Thinking up to this point, Ming Tan was a little worried.

When she returned to the county government office, the kitchen was preparing lunch, and Yun Yi also took advantage of this time to pack her luggage.

Ming Tan found that girl Qinghe was looking at their horses, so he stepped forward and asked, "Can girl Qinghe know how to ride a horse?"

Qinghe shook his head embarrassingly: "I don't know. There are no horses at home, and there are only two old horses in the county government that are used to report letters, but I have always wanted to learn."

"You want to learn? Just so I can teach you."

"Miss, you will?"

Qinghe scratched his head, and questioned bluntly, after all, his lord, this younger sister seemed to be an untouchable, and it seemed difficult for her to get on the horse.

"certainly."

Ming Tan had been instructed by Jiang Xu personally before, and she was bored sitting in the carriage all the way, and she also rode with Jiang Xu from time to time, accepting Master's advice by the way. Although she couldn't ride steadily, she remembered quickly, and now she has quite a lot of theoretical knowledge.

So when Jiang Xu and Mingheng passed by, they saw Qinghe sitting on a horse dangling, and Mingtan pointed beside him seriously: "Yes, that's it, hold the rein tightly, straighten your waist, be sure to sit up straight, and clamp the horse tightly." belly…"

"My lord, can Ah Tan know how to ride a horse? He can teach others." Ming Heng was surprised.

Jiang Xu: "..."

One who dares to teach and one who dares to learn.