[Sui and Tang Dynasties] Wise husbands emerge from under the whip

"You made King Jin laugh." Ke Jing said apologetically after changing into a set of clean and refreshing clothes and sending Yang Guang to the gate of Fengqiyuan.

The lantern hanging on the beam emits soft light, illuminating her petite face, and her wandering gaze reveals a sense of shyness.

Looking at the face against the light, Yang Guang smiled when she looked over: "Sister-in-law, you are being polite, but I can't help you, so I can only stand there, which is quite embarrassing."

"Jin Wang is a noble man, how can he do such a rough job?" Ke Jing covered his mouth and smiled, "Your eldest brother is not like a big brother, and you have caused trouble to Jin Wang, and I will send someone to apologize in the future. "

Yang Guang waved his hand, "There's no need to apologize, if my younger brother can help me in any way, sister-in-law just ask."

"Hee hee! In fact, as long as your eldest brother restrains his playfulness and stays at home, everything will be happy. King Jin, are you right?"

"That's right, the family is in harmony and everything is going well. In the future, when my elder brother ascends the throne and proclaims himself emperor, it will be a blessing from God to me, Da Sui."

"Then, King Jin, please go slowly. I still have to take care of the prince, so I can't send him away."

Led by the servants, Yang Guang walked towards the gate of the East Palace. Not long after he walked out of Fengqi Garden, he suddenly stopped and looked back at the flickering lights not far away, with an inscrutable smile on his lips. "Home and everything prosper... Home and everything prosper..."

"His Royal Highness King Jin." The servant holding the lamp thought that King Jin was feeling sorry for himself or being alone, so he was very cautious when speaking.

"It's okay, let's go."

In the sleeping hall, only half of the candle was burned, and the candle tears flowed along the outer edge of the candle, dripped onto the table, and condensed into pieces of light gray wax oil after cooling.The dim candlelight cast an indelible veil on the silent night.

The rosewood bed had been creaking non-stop since the first half of the night, and the sound became shorter and more frequent in the second half of the night, as if something was about to be touched.When a heavy humming sounded, the woman's high-pitched scream pierced the silence, and even the candle was stirred.

There was a mixture of joy and pain on the woman's face, and it took a while for her expression to ease.She turned her head to look at the man beside her, and lightly patted his bare, exposed shoulder shyly, angrily said: "Your Highness is so mighty tonight, you almost killed my servant."

It was already completely exhausted, but when the fist hit it, it was soft as if it was tickling.

Yang Guang grabbed it and held it in his hand to play with, "What? Are you uncomfortable?"

"It's just...it's so comfortable that I won't be able to help His Highness change clothes tomorrow." The woman is Yang Guang's dressing and bed warming maid, named Xi'er. When Yang Guang was 13 years old, he started eating meat.

Originally a very iconic person, after some nourishment, the blurred eyes are even more charming.

It is said that women who have been cultivated have a mature charm that young girls do not have, and Xi'er is one that Yang Guang has witnessed.

After that night, she gradually changed from an ignorant and innocent girl to a woman with mature charm in every gesture.Not only knows how to please people, but also flirts well in bed.In the past two years, as long as he wanted, there was nothing she was unwilling to give.

"How bad would it be to Your Highness if someone else sees that the servant's house is at your Highness's side?"

Yang Guang laughed, and touched the woman's towering twin peaks, "It's so rare to have such a delicate heart. Tomorrow, you don't need to serve the king, you just have to rest. Of course, the king will send someone to see you off later." You go back."

The smile froze on her face, and Xi'er came back to her senses after a short period of sluggishness.She turned sideways, wrapped her hands and feet, "Your Highness is really... wicked."

"Are you mean? You don't like it?" As he spoke, Yang Guang began to start fidgeting.

Xi'er blushed, but her movements were not shy, "I like it, but I always feel that there is something uncomfortable." She touched behind her with her backhand, and after a while, she touched a piece of ice-cold object, "Just say yes What hit people, it turned out to be this hairpin."

Yang Guang glanced over and stopped immediately when he saw the hairpin in Xi'er's hand.

"Why does Your Highness have such a vulgar hairpin? It doesn't suit Your Highness's noble temperament at all," Xi'er looked at the simple patterns on it carefully, and pouted, "It's probably that maid who dropped it, it's really careless. Let's see if the servants don't teach them tomorrow."

"Bring the hairpin."

Xi'er thought she heard it wrong, she looked at Yang Guang, and was surprised to find his gloomy expression.

"Your Highness..."

"Don't make me repeat it, bring it."

Seeing that something was wrong, Xi'er quickly passed the hairpin over, but after seeing Yang Guang put the hairpin under the pillow, she lovingly patted her frightened and pale cheek, put on a smiling expression and said.

"Don't ask too many questions, and don't expect this king to tell you anything. Just act as if nothing happened to you. Take care of yourself. Naturally, this king will love you very much." As soon as the words fell, he covered up , after a while of kneading and pressing, she raised the sword and entered her still warm tunnel, setting off a second wave of Wushan wind and rain.

The next day, when Yang Yong woke up, the sun was shining brightly outside, and the birds were chirping. Looking at the sun that was approaching the mid-heaven, he knew it was almost noon.

A splitting headache, that's what happens when you're drunk.Supporting the bed and sitting up, he realized that he was not in his bedroom.

"Someone! Somebody!"

A servant girl rushed in from outside the door. She knelt down on her knees and said, "What orders does Your Highness have?"

"Are you? Fengqiyuan's maid?"

Chun Yuan raised her head and returned: "Yes, it is the personal servant girl of the Crown Princess Concubine, the slave girl □□Yuan."

"Then here is..."

"Fengqiyuan."

Yang Yong rubbed his forehead, and asked in a low voice, "Why is the prince here?" Shouldn't he have returned to Yun Zhaoxun?

Seeing his confused face, Chun Yuan covered her mouth and smiled, "It seems that you have forgotten what happened yesterday, Your Highness, so I will briefly repeat it to you."

In Chunyuan's words, Yang Yong's vague memories of yesterday gradually became clearer.

"My concubine, sleep with the prince. 』It was him pressing down on the delicate body of the woman under him in the shape of an octopus, begging her for pleasure.

"Slap—" That was when he was slapped.

"Who is your concubine?"Show me carefully! 』It was a certain woman grabbing his shoulders, shaking him back and forth and yelling at him angrily.

"I want my concubine to go to other places, don't be crazy here! 』It was a woman's order to evict him.

"No, Concubine Ai, are you so cruel? 』That was the part where he hugged her thigh and begged...

Unexpectedly...Yang Yong felt that even if he didn't look in the mirror, his complexion could be as dark as the bottom of a pot.

I can't believe it, the man in those clips is actually him. As for the woman, it goes without saying.

Really, what a shame!How could he do such ridiculous things?

"The key point is that although His Highness is drunk, his mind is still clear, and he knows that it is the Empress Dowager, not other empresses."

Yang Yong wanted to cry but had no more tears.Xiaochunyuan, can you not describe the details vividly?It is not a simple retelling at all!OK.

"Hey? Your Highness, don't you want to stay and have dinner with your empress?" Seeing His Highness the crown prince who hastily left Fengqiyuan and still dressed in disheveled clothes, Chun Yuan chased after him, "My empress said, I will prepare it for you when you wake up." Meals, you just have to wait a while to eat."

Yang Yong waved his hands again and again, without turning his head, he said: "Don't eat, don't eat! If you want to eat, you can eat it yourself!"

Still staying for dinner?What are you kidding?Did you see that woman's joke?He hugged her thigh last night!

He rushed all the way to Li's mansion in a carriage, and without waiting for the servant to report, he rushed straight in and yelled loudly in the hall: "Uncle De! Uncle De!"

The servant begged while running: "Hey, my honorable prince, the general is training soldiers, please don't disturb him."

Yang Yong rolled his eyes, "Aren't you allowed to disturb the prince when he comes over? What the hell! Hurry up and find him, and say it's an urgent matter to discuss! How dare you not report and arrest you!"

The words of refusal were swallowed hard in the sentence "I will arrest you and put you in prison".If you don't report, you will be sent to prison, and you will disrupt military discipline... Maybe you will end up losing your head. It is clear at a glance which is more important.

"How dare you disobey the prince's words?" Yang Yong became impatient, and pushed the servant to the ground, "The prince will go in person!"

"Your Highness doesn't need to come here in person." Li Yuan strode in with half-naked upper body, "You go down first, and boil a pot of good chrysanthemum tea, and add some pastries."

The servant led the order to go down, but before leaving, he gave Yang Yong a sneaky look.

Pooh!What a prince, so irritable, probably kicked out of bed by some concubine last night!Not as good as his general.

"Why do you need chrysanthemum tea..." Yang Yong said dissatisfiedly after the servant went down.

Li Yuan smiled and said meaningfully: "Shut down the fire."

After understanding the meaning of his words, Yang Yong rolled his eyes and sat on the chair carelessly, raising his legs, "What do you know? If you hadn't sent me to Fengqiyuan last night, the prince would not have Come to quarrel with you."

Picking up the teacup, Li Yuan took a sip of the cold tea and asked, "Sister-in-law repaired it?"

Yang Yong got angry when he heard his playful tone, he jumped up, pointed at Li Yuan's nose and scolded: "You know that the prince is not compatible with that woman, but you still send the prince to her, just to find fault, right? Itchy skin gone?"

Seeing him blowing up, Li Yuan hurriedly flattered Yang Yong and shunned his hair, "Calm down, calm down, you will get internal injuries if you go to war."

"Hmph!" Yang Yong rolled his eyes at him again, seeing the bronzed muscles, he rolled his eyes again.

The muscles all over the body have grown in vain!Take it to see!snort!

"However, if you hadn't been calling sister-in-law's name yesterday, I wouldn't have sent you to her."

"What?!" Yang Yong's eyes widened, pointing at the tip of his nose and staring at him in disbelief, "I, I, I...I called that woman's name? Are you kidding me?"

"Yes," Li Yuan propped his chin with one hand, "You not only called her name, but also said that she is..."

In those eyes that gradually became frightened, Li Yuan said calmly: "Dead woman, framed me, cursed you for not having toilet paper in the toilet."

Yang Yong's face turned green, and he stared at his brother in contempt, wishing he could go up and pinch his neck.

"I'm lying to you," Li Yuan said seriously after laughing enough, "I sent you there because King Jin is here. You can't plant the image of you and your sister-in-law in King Jin's heart, can you? As for the family, it has a bad influence on children."

Yang Yong didn't bother to despise him anymore. Li Yuan was only two years older than Yang Guangguang, and he still called him a child, and he didn't even look at whether his beard was full.

"However, you did keep yelling yesterday that you were framed and that the child was not yours. What, did you make that girl's belly bigger? Don't you always claim to be very principled?"

Speaking of this, Yang Yong's face turned down, he sighed, and said sadly: "It's a long story, anyway, a servant girl in the palace has a child, and I'm also to blame, what kind of wine do you drink? Just, just..."