"Liar, I know you've always liked her, it's just because I didn't pursue her, and now that she's your wife, if you don't do something to her, won't it damage your prestige as a general of the secret guard?"

When Zhang said this, his two small hands gently supported his strong abdominal muscles, leaving his body for half a minute, but he didn't sit down, Zhen Mingku was hung in the air, let out a low roar, raised his head suddenly, and wanted to kiss her neck, but she avoided him, pressed his forehead, pressed the bed, and giggled: "Don't move, it's always been you who bullied me, this time I want to take revenge." ”

Zhen Mingbitter roared: "Little goblin, what do you want to say, finish it in one breath!" Torture me again and see if I don't swell your ass! ”

Zhang Shi giggled and said: "I've thought about it in the past few days, one mountain can't tolerate two tigers, since you say that Ling Shuang is your wife, I can't stop it, but it has to be divided into sizes, I am big and she is small, if she is not convinced, unless she can serve you like me, otherwise why should she ride on my head, I am not convinced." ”

Zhen Mingku looked at her in disbelief, Zhang's words were tantamount to instigating him to have something happen to Ling Shuang, which was like what a wife said.

He looked suspicious: "What do you want?" ”

"Stupid, of course I want to fulfill you, you like her so much, but she is lukewarm to you, what does this mean, since you are your wife, how can you be so ignorant?"

If someone else said this, Zhen Mingku might be moved to tears, but if Zhang said this, he would have greatly discounted what he said, and became more and more suspicious of her motives.

"I have an idea, I can find out if she is really your wife."

"What's so good about this, I don't know if she's my wife or not?"

"Then it doesn't matter," Zhang lowered his head and whispered a few words in his ear, Zhen Mingku stared at her in surprise, "When did you become so treacherous?" ”

"From the time I married you, the big badass, of course, badass, do you do it? If you don't do it, I won't give it to you. ”

Zhen Mingbitter wondered if he was dreaming, this woman who was incompatible with Ling Shuang would come up with such an idea to test whether Ling Shuang was his wife, just hearing it already made people's blood boil.

"! But before I do that, I'm going to do something else! ”

Zhen Mingku's hands were forced, and he suddenly broke the silk cloth tied to the head of the bed, sat up, and hugged Zhang, who was panicked and wanted to escape, in his arms.

The rhythmic squeak of the bed sounded in the room, accompanied by Zhang's shame: "Bad guy, the bed will collapse ......"

……

On the night of the second day, the sound of catching assassins sounded around Shan Xiongxin's house in Erxian Village, and a sharp arrow was deeply inserted into the beam of Shan Xiongxin's room.

The arrow was fired from a small hill a few hundred meters away from the villa.

He was secretly surprised by the accuracy of the other party's crossbow arrows, which, as far as he knew, were only available in the Zhen Bitter Dark Guard.

He saw a note and a colorful pattern tied to the cluster of arrows.

He jumped up, took down the cluster of arrows, and unfolded the note, which read: "If you want to know the truth, you can find out when you go to her room in Zhen's house at the third watch tonight." ”

Shan Xiongxin frowned, opened another color picture, and suddenly, his face changed greatly, his whole body trembled, and he suddenly tore the color picture in his hand into pieces, and shouted: "Prepare a horse for me!" ”

Turned and walked out the door.

……

Not far from Erxianzhuang, Zhang, dressed in black, was sitting on the shoulder of the all-in-one, putting down the bow and crossbow and binoculars in his hand, with a touching smile on his face that his plan had succeeded.

The person who delivered the letterhead to Shan Xiongxin was, of course, her.

The letterhead was nothing, the color picture was the key, and she had spent a lot of effort and sacrificed a little hue for that color picture.

The picture is a passionate photo of a woman and a man in the rain, the man's face is covered by the bed curtain, only revealing his muscular upper body, but the woman's face under him is clear, it is Ling Shuang.

Of course, it is impossible for Ling Shuang to cheat with someone, so her face is Ling Shuang's, but her body is Zhang's own.

This kind of trick is a small app called the Meitu App that she just learned from her mobile phone, and it is easy to transfer flowers and trees.

Ever since she found out that a trace of confusion flashed in Shan Xiongxin's eyes after she saw Ling Shuang's intimate movements with Zhen Mingku, she vaguely thought of another way to destroy Ling Shuang's hypnotic technique.

That is to make Shan Xiongxin jealous, let him witness the intimate relationship between Ling Shuang and Zhen Mingku, and at that time, maybe he who is desperate for Ling Shuang will suddenly wake up, and this hypnotism will be broken.

The method didn't work, she wasn't sure, and she would know it when she tried it.

"Hmph, look at your hypnotism, or my flower transfer woodpipe...... Take it all, let's go back. ”

She patted her shoulder lightly, and with a whoosh, she flew down the hill like an arrow......

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In Ling Shuang's room, Ling Shuang fell softly into Zhen Mingku's arms.

A half-eaten piece of dessert fell to the ground in her hand, and for the first time there was a look of bewilderment and panic on her face.

She has no last resort in her life and will never easily show her flaws, but she has an Achilles heel and loves food.

didn't expect this weakness, but let her carry it in the hands of that woman, and after watching Zhen Mingku, she gently said in her ear, "Good frost, I'm sorry", picked her up by the waist, and walked towards the bedroom.

She didn't have to think about it to guess that Zhen Mingku must have been bewitched by Zhang's bewitchment and drugged the food to fascinate her.

What to do after being captivated by her, she can imagine with her toes.

She never thought that she would fall into such a passive situation, although she was in Baihualou, except for Yang Tong, she had only had a skin-to-skin relationship with one man in her life, that is, the man in front of her, she felt an inexplicable panic, looking at the man in front of her who was confused by Zhang's rhetoric, he had obviously made up his mind to do something to her, and she regretted leaving Zhang in the mansion for the first time.

She tried her best to maintain a calm tone, and asked tremblingly, "Xianggong, what are you going to do?" ”

Zhen Ming replied bitterly: "I love you." ”

Ling Shuang's mind was blank when she heard this, all the wisdom was useless, she was sure that Zhen Mingku was still under her control, but the control method was not so perfect, she used his deep love for the Zhang family, transferred this emotion to her, and created an illusion for him, making him feel that she was the woman he loved the most, obeying her, and unwilling to go against her will.

But this is a double-edged sword.

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