On our wedding night, he personally sent me to the Regent's bed

Chapter 155 Deliberately Exposing the Palace Semen

However, the two lovers who were embracing each other affectionately were completely unaware that there was a hideous face outside the window, staring at them with hatred.

"Who?" Di Xiuyan came back to his senses and immediately slapped out the window.

Ding Ruoqiu was caught off guard and was shocked by the palm strike, causing him to spit out blood and stumble into the house.

She was pale, and she knelt down in front of Di Xiuyan in panic, and said in a trembling voice: "Di...Di Xuebo, I...I just want to ask you about swordsmanship."

"I didn't mean to spy." Realizing that she had said the wrong thing, she quickly changed her words: "No, I didn't see anything. Please believe me, Di Xuebo."

Di Xiuyan's face was stern, and his voice was cold: "Get out. From now on, you are not allowed to enter my palace without my permission."

After a pause, he said more sternly, "Also, you are not allowed to call me Xuebo outside of class time."

If it weren't for Pei Lingsong's request, he really didn't want to come here to teach swordsmanship. He was even more annoyed by those beautiful girls surrounding him, shouting "Xue Bo long" and "Xue Bo short".

Ding Ruoqiu ran out of the yard heartbroken, her whole face distorted with hatred.

"Why did the Regent hold Mu Wanyan on his lap and whisper to her tenderly, but was so cold and indifferent to me?"

"Why am I inferior to Mu Wanyan? She is already married, why does she want to seduce my brother Xiu Yan?"

Back in the dormitory, Ding Ruoqiu lay in her sister's arms and cried bitterly.

After listening to her sister's accusation, Ding Ruolian was shocked and quickly comforted her: "Sister, calm down. Mu Wanyan is a married woman, how can she be compared with us young girls?"

She held Ding Ruoqiu's hand tightly and advised, "Don't worry, sister. The Regent must have just been attracted by Mu Wanyan, the foxy girl."

"Any man will care about a woman's chastity. Mu Wanyan can't give the regent something, but my sister can."

Ding Ruolian's eyes flashed with a sinister look, and she whispered, "Sister, if you are willing to offer yourself, do you think the Regent will refuse? Even a hero cannot resist the temptation of a beautiful woman. As long as the Regent is a man, he will definitely not escape your grasp."

After hearing what his sister said, Ding Ruoqiu showed a cruel smile on his gloomy face. "Sister is right. With my looks and figure, how can a man not want me?"

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The next few days were all filled with Di Xiuyan’s swordsmanship lessons.

Ding Ruoqiu and Ding Ruolian took advantage of their spare time to go to the downtown area and selected several extremely light and sexy gauze skirts. They also purchased a lot of perfume and rouge.

"Senior sister likes to wear peach blossom makeup the most. I also want to learn her seductive skills."

Makeup and clothes alone were not enough, Ding Ruolian also specially fetched bath water for her sister.

Steam was rising from the bathtub, and dozens of fragrant flowers such as roses and jasmine were sprinkled in the water. Ding Ruoqiu tiptoed and stepped lightly into the bathtub.

She closed her eyes and enjoyed the cleaning process very slowly, as if she was going to sleep with the Regent the next moment.

After soaking in the tub for a long time, she came out and lay on the couch, letting her sister help her carefully exfoliate the dead skin with a loofah.

"Ruo Lian, please use some strength. Don't be afraid that it will hurt me. I must make sure that once the prince touches my skin, he will never think of Mu Wanyan, that vixen, again."

Ding Ruolian rubbed her back vigorously, panting, "Sister, I've already rubbed your back hard enough. If I rub any harder, I'm afraid your back will break."

“It doesn’t matter. Don’t treat me like a human being. Rub my back and then apply ointment on me. How can I lose to Mu Wanyan in any way?”

"Sister, your skin is already good enough. Even a woman like me would like it, let alone a man's family."

Ding Ruoqiu was in a good mood and pretended to be modest, "My beauty is definitely hard for ordinary men to resist, but I wonder if Brother Xiuyan will like it?"

Sister: "I absolutely love him. The King of the Filmmakers has been fighting on the battlefield for many years and rarely sees women. That's why a woman like Mu Wanyan took advantage of him."

She took her sister's white and slender arm and pointed at the toad's blood on it. She said slyly: "Sister, this is your greatest asset. No man would not like it."

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The next day, before dawn, Ding Ruoqiu got up, dressed, burned incense, and drew her eyebrows.

Before leaving, he even stretched out his arm for his sister to touch, and asked, "How do you feel about the skin on my hand?"

Ding Ruolian said flatteringly with a playful smile: "It's as smooth as a peeled egg."

Ding Ruoqiu pretended to be shy and hit her sister lightly, and then the two of them walked out confidently.

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In the sword-fighting class, Di Xiuyan sat lazily on the chair while Deputy General Chi Yan demonstrated to everyone by jumping up and down.

The sun was particularly bright today, and the morning light poured down on Di Xiuyan's tall figure, coating him with a layer of dazzling golden light, making him look even more like a banished immortal, with unrivaled elegance and grace.

Almost all the girls' eyes were focused on this enchantress. Every frown and smile of Di Xiuyan, even his unintentional smirk, made them fall for him. How could they have the mind to appreciate Chi Yan's sword practice?

Ding Ruoqiu deliberately wore a robe with unusually wide cuffs today. When she was learning sword, she would always raise her arms high from time to time, revealing her snow-white skin that she was proud of.

There was a toad's blood on her arm, and she deliberately showed it in Di Xiuyan's direction many times.

Di Xiuyan always had to look through that annoying arm to meet Mu Wanyan's eyes, which made him very unhappy.

"Chiyan, please ask that student to stand in the back row. His sword-holding posture is messy and affects my teaching."

He didn't even look at Ding Ruoqiu and directly ordered Chi Yan to carry out the order.

After Ding Ruoqiu was "invited" to the back row, he felt aggrieved and sobbed quietly while practicing swordplay.

Di Xiuyan: "Chiyan, let her kneel somewhere else. The noise is too loud and it affects other students' studies."

During the entire process, he didn't even glance at Ding Ruoqiu.

Ding Ruoqiu: “!!!”

Is the prince really angry with me? Didn't he see the toad blood on my arm?

Isn’t it said that the people of Dafeng are bold and unrestrained, and that women with uterine guarding blood are extremely rare?

Did he not see it, or did he see it but not be moved?

Ding Ruoqiu was sent by Chi Yan to kneel at a busy intersection, her hateful eyes fixed in the direction of the square.

Seeing the high-handed Di Xiuyan patiently explaining swordsmanship to everyone, he would go around behind Mu Wanyan again and again to personally teach her how to wield a sword.

"Mu Wanyan, don't be too proud. I don't believe that I won't be able to become the regent."

After class, she hurried back to the dormitory, changed into a light gauze dress, and took a shortcut to the road that Di Xiuyan had to pass.