All the gentlemen who are attacked by the female queen are stunningly beautiful

"Ah? Xiang'er, you just came to Fucheng today. You should be accompanying your husbands. Why are you staying in the servant's wing again?"

"What? Isn't it possible?" Song Xiang pretended to let go of Nong Yue and turned to leave, but Nong Yue hugged her waist from behind.

"Xian'er, I want Xiang'er to accompany me. I will serve Xiang'er well!"

Song Xiang curled his lips, turned around, pulled Nongyue into the room...

"Nongyue, I can't wait until night..."

"Huh?" Nong Yue said shyly, "Xian'er, please don't mess around. Let's wait until dinner. Then I will do whatever you want, okay?"

Song Xiang was not satisfied with such words. She tugged on her girdle and loosened it for Nong Yue.

An embroidered ribbon fell, and the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

Nongyue walked to the table, poured a glass of wine for Song Xiang, and handed it over with a blushing face.

Song Xiang stretched out her hands to take it, drank it down in one gulp, and looked at the man in front of her who looked like a fox fairy descending from the earth. Her lust was already unbearable, and she pushed him to the bed.

Nong Yue took the initiative to take off Song Xiang's clothes, and her slender fingers traced Song Xiang's shoulder blades, bringing with it a slight cold feeling.

He smiled seductively and took off his coat, revealing the plain gauze jacket underneath.

Song Xiang stroked Nong Yue's neck and moved it to her chest. He gently pushed back with his long green hand and Nong Yue lay down on the soft couch.

Pulling off Yuanyang's curtain, Song Xiang lost his usual composure and pounced on him.

This kind of thing, whenever it happens, is like three autumns. Song Xiang kissed Nong Yue, and dense touches fell on his body.

"Have fun with your slave, Xiang'er~"

"Slave can't stand it anymore~ah~"

A moan of ecstasy made Song Xiang completely lose himself.

The two of them entangled themselves together in the tent, their figures rising and falling with rapid breathing, filling the whole room with love.

Nong Yue endured everything obediently, waiting for the clouds to clear before he turned his back on the guests, refusing to stop wave after wave.

After a long time, the two of them fell down from the clouds and reunited.

"Xiang'er, I really want to give you a child, but my husband has no children, so how can I give birth to a child..."

Song Xiang rubbed Nong Yue's smooth skin and said dotingly: "Just wait a little longer, there will be many opportunities in the future..."

"When I pass the Jinshi exam and have an official position, I can protect you and raise children. You can give me as many children as you want..."

"Hmph! Xiang'er! You're teasing me again!"

Song Xiang held Nong Yue in his arms and said, "How about I stop teasing you?"

"No matter what, I will consider your health. If you want to have a baby, it doesn't matter. The friendship between us will not increase or decrease because of the child~"

Nong Yue's eyelashes filled with tears: "Xiang'er, how can I be so virtuous as a slave..."

"I will be satisfied if I can marry Xiang'er in this life~"

"Xian'er, why don't you go and accompany other husbands tonight? I can sleep peacefully with Xiang'er's love. I don't want to be arrogant and do anything to compete for favor~"

Song Xiang stood up, kissed Nong Yue, and shouted outside: "Ah Xi, prepare water for bathing!"

Hearing this, Nong Yue was so embarrassed that she couldn't raise her head: "If the other husbands know that it's not late at night, the slave family will pester you to have sex, you should say that the slave family is ignorant."

"Who dares!" Song Xiang looked at Nong Yue seriously and said, "Although I cannot give you the status of husband due to my imperial decree, in my eyes, your status is the same as theirs."

"You are all my husbands. There is no distinction between high and low. You don't have to feel inferior to others. I dote on you, and naturally I dote on them too. They won't be jealous of you just because I do frivolous things with you. of…"

Ah Xi ran a few times, put water in the tub, and then quietly exited the room.

Song Xiang stood up and walked behind the screen without a strand of hair, and Nong Yue followed him to serve.

The two played in the bucket for a long time. After taking a bath, Nong Yue took out the robe she had bought for Song Xiang and put it on for her.

"Xian'er, go quickly! Don't keep the husbands waiting!"

Song Xiang was almost pushed out of the door by Nongyue. She stood at the door and watched helplessly as Nongyue inserted the latch from the inside before walking away.

Wei Tingxun cooked a medicinal meal for Song Xiang. When he saw her coming from the east wing, he hurriedly pulled her into his room.

"My wife, you have been to Fengbian these days and you haven't eaten the medicinal food I made. Please try it out and see if it tastes good!"

Song Xiang looked at the steaming medicinal porridge on the table in front of him and didn't know what words to use to describe his mood at this moment: "Ting Xun, you can just let your servants do these things~"

"I just want to drink it for my wife in person." Wei Tingxun raised his eyes and looked at Song Xiang with his usual expression, "Only when my wife is well, can we all be well!"

"My wife must take good care of her own health and don't make us worry..."

Song Xiang was a little moved when he heard this: "For you, I will sacrifice my life!"

"Ting Xun, do you miss me?"

Wei Tingxun nodded calmly: "Of course I miss my wife..."

After Song Xiang drank the medicinal porridge, he had dinner with Wei Tingxun, and naturally stayed in his room.

On the next day, Song Xiang packed the swaddling clothes brought by Fengbian and prepared to go to Magistrate Rong's mansion in person.

As soon as he entered Rong Mansion, Dong Qing came after hearing the news.

"Miss Song, my young master invites you!"

Song Xiang looked at the distance a few steps away from the guest house, and finally sighed and followed Dongqing to the backyard.

Rong Qiuli leaned against the door of the courtyard and looked forward. When he saw Song Xiang approaching, the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably.

"I heard from the cleaning boy outside that you were at the second door, so I asked Dongqing to invite you here. You won't blame me for taking matters into your own hands, right?"

This does not mean that he has sharp ears and eyes. He clearly knows that sooner or later he will come to the house to find Ayan, and deliberately wants people to wait for him every day.

The excuse was actually spoken so naturally by Rong Qiuli. It shows what a fine person he is.

Song Xiang smiled slightly and said, "Even if Qiu Li invites me, I will definitely come!"

"Please come inside!" Rong Qiuli stretched out his hand to guide Song Xiang into his study, deliberately walked to the bookshelf, took out a travel diary and handed it to Song Xiang, "This is "Travel to the Western Regions" written by Shan Shui Ke. It contains records In order to understand the customs and customs of the Western Regions, it also depicts the services of the Qiang and Yuezhi people. As soon as I got this book, I wanted you to read it~"

Song Xiang took "Travel to the Western Regions" and turned to the first page, which turned out to be a detailed picture.

Therefore, he sighed with envy: "Shan Shui Ke is really a god. He has traveled to so many places?"

"Yes!"

Seeing the astonished look in Song Xiang's eyes, Rong Qiuli approached Song Xiang gracefully, pointed to a place and introduced: "This is Morning and Night City, which is the starting point for landscape travelers to the Western Regions."

Then he pointed to a few places and said: "His horse team passed through Yongzhou and then to Guzang City. They went to the largest horse farm in our country. They saw the exquisite services of the Qiang people and brought these services to our Central Plains."

"Look!" Rong Qiuli turned the page and said to the brightly colored illustrations at the back, "This is the Qiang service. It will definitely look good on you..."