I can't keep my clothes off

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This idea popped up in Su Qingyu's mind, but it disappeared after a short while.

She lowered her head, revealing a bitter smile.

Su Qingyu, Su Qingyu, aren't you a little too self-indulgent?

Although I had a relationship with Murong Ze, it happened many years ago.Not to mention following her father's imprisonment, the current Su family is no longer the majestic prime minister's mansion of the past. Just because she broke up with Murong Ze so heartlessly back then, she and Murong Ze were doomed to be impossible.

What a proud person Murong Ze is, it's good not to hate himself, so how could he have a relationship with himself who became his imperial wife?

So the man yesterday must not be Murong Ze.

Thinking of the man's almost brutal assault yesterday, Su Qingyu felt even more ashamed and angry, and couldn't help coughing violently as her breath was stuffed in her chest.

"Princess!" Seeing her coughing, the servant girl couldn't help being startled, "Are you alright?"

"It's okay." Su Qingyu covered her mouth with a handkerchief and said in a low voice, "Go and make me a new cup of tea."

"Yes!"

The maid hurriedly responded and turned to make tea, but Su Qingyu secretly spread her hands after she left, and she saw a bright red on the handkerchief.

Her eyes suddenly dimmed.

It seems that what the doctor said is right, her time is indeed numbered.

That being the case, there is no need to worry about chastity. In the last days, just do your duty as Princess Jin.

After reading this, she put away the speculation in her heart, hid the handkerchief in her hand, raised her head and casually said to the maid who came back from making tea: "Let's go, let's go see the prince."

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King Murong Heng of Jin was bedridden by illness all the year round, and the bedroom was filled with the fragrance of medicine.

"My lord." Su Qingyu sat down beside Murong Heng, and wiped the sweat from Murong Heng's forehead with a handkerchief, "How do you feel today?"

"It's okay." Murong Heng raised his head and looked at Su Qingyu. The two had known each other since they were young, so they didn't know each other. He smiled wryly, "I've wronged you. Because of my body, I couldn't do it even on my wedding day." I will accompany you well."

"It's okay." Su Qingyu chuckled, "Speaking of which, I should thank the lord. If it wasn't for the lord, my mother would probably..."

"Qingyu." Before Su Qingyu finished speaking, she was interrupted by Murong Heng. He held her hand with a gentle expression, "There is no need to say thank you between you and me."

Su Qingyu looked at Murong Heng's gentle eyebrows, her eyes blushed unconsciously, she bowed her head and responded softly.

Su Qingyu talked with Murong Heng for a while, and then fed the medicine herself. Seeing Murong Heng's tired face, she left.

When leaving Murong Heng's room, Su Qingyu couldn't help but shed tears of shame.

She knew that Murong Heng was a good person, although his body was not as good as others, but he was open-minded and kind-hearted, otherwise she would not be willing to marry herself, who was already the daughter of a criminal minister.

Ordinary people only think that she married Murong Heng as a widow, but only she knew that it was the Princess Jin who saved the Su family that was crumbling after her father was imprisoned.

Murong Heng is the benefactor of their Su family, but she was defiled and betrayed Murong Heng.

Thinking of this, Su Qingyu felt ashamed.

But things have already happened, and Su Qingyu has no choice but to take better care of Murong Heng in the future.

Su Qingyu made up her mind to treat what happened last night as a nightmare that never happened before.

But what she didn't expect was that that man appeared again that night.

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