The shopkeeper was not discouraged and desperately praised how good the hairpin was. How suitable Su Wanrong was wearing it. But at this time, Su Wanrong had long lost the mood to choose a decor.

"It would be too generous to buy a hairpin for 500 taels of silver. I don't like wearing these gadgets on weekdays, so don't waste this money." Later, no matter how the shopkeeper lobbyed, even saying that he would sell them a few dozen taels cheaper, Su Wanrong refused indifferently.

When he left, Yin Mang stopped in front of the stall. His eyes fell on the box in the shopkeeper's hand who was shaking his head and sighing. He stayed thoughtfully for a while before slowly moving away.

**

In the evening, the two returned to the inn. Zhao Long had already ordered the waiter to clean up a top-notch room. The rest of the people also checked in the other rooms of the inn.

After dinner, Yinmang asked Su Wanrong to rest in the room first, and left in a hurry.

The man did not tell her what to do before leaving, but Su Wanrong could also guess that the top priority that the man and General Zhao talked about these days was related to the relationship between the Central Plains and the Western Xia.

In fact, men rarely talk to her about government affairs in private. Occasionally, she asked a few casual questions. The man always told her not to worry about these things, so she treated this trip as an ordinary trip. Su Wanrong also had a scheming in her heart, knowing that men were afraid that they would just pretend to be relaxed. Now that the situation is so tense, the relationship between the two countries is in danger, how can they be relaxed?

I don’t know how the man is going to deal with it, but no matter what, even if the war breaks out, under the leadership of Emperor Yuan of Jin, the Central Plains army that prevails in his previous life, and I believe that this is the case in this life. There is no need for a woman like her to worry too much.

It was already very late when Yinmang came back.

Su Wanrong had finished bathing now, and changed her clothes and sat down in front of the desk next to the window. At night, the wind was cool, and the carved window lattice was pushed open a small gap. Occasionally, a few wisps of wind blew in. Su Wanrong leaned on the soft chair, reading a book while waiting to dry it.

Even so, Yi Cui was still afraid that the cool breeze would blow the empress to sickness. So she found a thin satin cloak and carefully draped it on the empress. She added another oil lamp in front of the desk, and then she gently pushed the door out of the room to guard it.

So when Yinmang walked in with a proud and proud thing in his arms, he saw the candles in the room dimly and occasionally a slight sound of pages turning in his ears.

The little girl, a thin and petite one, was lying on a soft chair, looking at the words in her hand attentively. The ink was like silk, loose and soft on her shoulders. She held her chin with one hand, her head slightly crooked, and half of her face was exposed, which was as delicate and pink as wet peach blossoms, which was clean and pretty.

Yinmang's Adam's apple rolled slightly, his eyes deepened, and then slowly moved away in a mysterious and profound manner.

On the other side, Su Wanrong subconsciously raised her head when she heard footsteps that were obviously much more steady than Yi Cui and Ningxiang.

After seeing the man enter the door, he stared at her and smiled for a while, making her back feel chilled, and then he finally moved his gaze away.

Then he lifted the corner of his robe, flew directly past her, and walked to the bed not far from her. A rustling sound came from his ears. The man casually threw off the soap boots on his feet, and then heard a loud sound, and he was already lying on his back.

The inn's bed is already a certain age. The man is tall and big, and his body is heavy and heavy. When he collapses, Su Wanrong can almost hear the creaking sound of the bed board.

"Come here."

The man lying on his back closed his eyes slightly and hooked his fingers at her lazily.

Su Wanrong frowned, and after Yinmang's urging, she put down the book in her hand, stood up slowly and walked over.

Almost as soon as he approached, a strong smell seemed to come to his nose as if it were. Su Wanrong frowned and looked down. Within a moment, she immediately noticed that the root cause of the unpleasant smell was the man's smelly feet.

Yinmang used to being rough, but after meeting Su Wanrong, he cooperated with a little talk. Yinmang originally liked to sweat, but even now it was winter, he always had a less pleasant smell on his body all day long. She always liked to be clean, and in order to please her, she would always clean it up simply before seeing her.

I don’t know what happened today, so I rushed back so badly. It’s better to come back, but I’m still lying on the bed where she wants to sleep at night…

At that moment, he covered his mouth and nose with disgust. Su Wanrong frowned with her black eyebrows and blamed him: "What kind of strange smell is like on her body? It smells so bad! Go out to take a shower quickly, and rub your feet carefully to smell the mattress."

Unexpectedly, Yinmang lay lazily on the couch and didn't move at all.

I opened my eyelids and saw the little girl standing on the edge of the bed, frowning tightly, and now I looked disgusted. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind. I raised my long legs, then hooked her legs and kicked her gently.

Su Wanrong's knees were uncontrollably bent, and with a whistle sound from her mouth, she fell to the man's chest.

Yinmang's body was strong, his chest muscles were bulging and bulging, and he was as hard as a huge rock. At this moment, the tip of his nose suddenly hit, and it only made him feel painful. Then a strong male aura mixed with sweat and stinking, which filled the aching nasal cavity. It was no better than his smelly feet.

"It's so dirty, you go out and take a shower..."

Yinmang glared at her dissatisfiedly: "What's dirty? I'm busy with everything and working hard all day long. I've led the army on the mountain road these days, and you're lying in the carriage to enjoy yourself. I'm riding on the horse and the sun, and when I enter the city, I have to continue running around for you. I'm exhausted now, and I'm half responsible for not being able to take a bath. You'll be responsible for me too!"

What does it mean to run around for her? It was obvious that he had to drag her around in the afternoon. How could he be the reason for keeping her mistakes on her for no reason?

It was really so smelled by the smell of his sweat. Su Wanrong tried her best to open her face, holding her breath to try to avoid the strong smell. However, the back of her head was snatched by the man's big palm. She pressed her gently and forced her head back.

The man looked at her and said with a smile: "Wanwan, I am so tired now that I am afraid I have no strength to take a shower. Otherwise, you can squeeze my shoulders, pound my legs, and massage my body. When I recover my energy, go out and take a shower and change my clothes carefully, just like you said, so as not to smell your fragrant bed..."

As he said, his long and thick legs slowly pressed against her body, clamping her whole body firmly in the middle, unable to move left and right. With such a move, the man's stinking feet seemed to become stronger in an instant, and it only made Su Wanrong's mind swollen and her throat roll.

Su Wanrong didn't know what the man was wrong today. The scoundrel was so arrogant and was simply making trouble.

However, this man's mind has always been very understandable.

It was precisely because she knew that this person was unreasonable and despicable without achieving his goal. She was afraid that if he could not respond to him at this moment, he would make more rogue requests like asking her to take a bath for him like the previous time. Wouldn't she have to make even more profitable?

Su Wanrong convinced herself that she had followed his wishes and kneaded him, just to drive him out as soon as possible to wash away the odor. She felt much better.

"You! You move your feet away! You press me like this, how can I help you pinch your shoulders and pound your legs?"

Although the voice of this command was hard, I could hear the little girl's compromise. Yinmang relaxed his eyebrows and immediately smiled, letting her go with great verbal words. He turned over neatly and lay on the pillow.

"With some force, my shoulders and legs are sore."

It was difficult to exert force when sitting on the couch, Su Wanrong simply crawled on the back of her waist.

Even though the man turned over, the smell that was emitting from the inside out was still very strong. Su Wanrong pinched his nose with his left hand and his right hand started from his neck and went down. Seeing that his back muscles were indeed stiff, he added a little more force and kneaded them twice.

Yinmang closed his eyes slightly and pressed his face against the pillow. After a while, he felt comfortable being rubbed. Then he squinted his eyes and hummed with satisfaction.

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