Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

Lynch said unnaturally: "Wrong way, dead end."

Han Feng moved his hand up from the reins, took the control in his own hands, reined in the horse lightly, turned the horse's head, the horse's head was tilted up, Lynch slid down involuntarily, and kept scratching his boots like nothing Sitting down, Lynch was taken aback by the heat and hardness, straightened his waist, and said in horror: "Master Han, Uncle Guo actually used such a dirty trick?!"

Han Feng didn't say a word, and silently pinned a blame on Wang Xuanzhen's head, and said in a low voice, "Master Lin, I've offended you."

Han Fengmeng reined in the reins, the horse was in pain, neighed, startled Liuying in the small window, and pushed the window, but saw two handsome young men riding together, the horses were galloping, and they disappeared for a moment, and they threw down their handkerchiefs in exclamation. Even if they couldn't catch up with the two of them, the pink champagne quietly fell to the ground, and it was unknown which vagabond would pick it up again.

The horse ran very fast. It was a good horse, and it carried the two of them with ease. The beautiful muscles on its back rose and fell violently with the running, which hurt Lynch on the horse.

The robe and trousers are made of soft and light satin, which showed its weakness at this time, as if there was no cover, Lin Qi was pushed up and down by Han Feng's force, and he could hardly sit still. He loves this person, and it is already very hard to hide his feelings for him, and he can no longer control his body with his mind.

The joys of the days and nights of the past quietly surfaced in Lynch's mind, and he couldn't help but fall into the memory, his body became hot and weak, and he was floating lightly on the bumpy horseback like a small boat stuck in the heaving ocean, each time becoming stronger and stronger. When he was slapped, he could only remain silent and blushed secretly.

The whistling wind in his ear and Han Feng's rapid breathing made Lynch's ears feel hot, he lowered his head and bit his lip, trying not to let himself make any sound.

Han Feng was also very uncomfortable. He told himself that he must have no distractions, and if he endured it, he would be able to return to the Han Mansion immediately. This was outside, on horseback, and the person in front of him was Lynch. They can only be called He is a casual acquaintance, he must save some face here.

But I can't control it, as always I can't control it.

The galloping horse galloped, Han Feng's complexion was blue and red, he blamed Wang Xuanzhen anyway, so he didn't care about the brother who rushed forward excitedly, just pretended he didn't know this evil brother.

I don't know how long it took before finally arriving at Han's residence. Han Feng got off his horse, the water on his feet had already dried up, and regardless of the marks on his robe, he lowered his head and folded his hands, not daring to look at Lin Qi, "Thank you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Han Feng stretched out his arms sharply——to catch Lynch who fell from his horse without missing a beat.

But Lin Qi had already been sore and exhausted, and fell into Han Feng's arms. He subconsciously grabbed Han Feng's skirt, and the two looked at each other. A pair of phoenix eyes and a pair of almond eyes were both bright and amazing.

The heartstrings seemed to be plucked by a pair of invisible hands, making a sound of harmony.

Han Fengren was infatuated, looking at Lin Qi quietly, Lin Qi also couldn't move his eyes away, Han Feng's eyes were full of affection and enthusiasm that he was familiar with, which made him grasp the skirt of his clothes even harder.

The steed snorted impatiently.

Han Feng woke up like a dream, quickly put Lin Qi down, took half a step back, lowered his head and bent his waist to form a right angle with his knees, his voice was hoarse and unbearable, "It's really offensive."

Lynch quietly took a breath to calm down, "It's okay, it's Mr. Han..." He clicked, and turned his face to the side, blushing, "I'll go get a doctor for you."

"No need!" Han Feng took a few steps back hastily, "...no need." He turned around abruptly and pushed the door open, then closed it forcefully, leaning against the door panel and panting slightly.

Lin Qi stood outside the door, a little stunned, Han Feng's reaction seemed to be that he was going to bully him... Lin Qi blushed when he thought of the hard stabbing on the horseback, who was bullying him? Who, doesn't Han Feng have a clue?

Wang Xuanzhen had another night of nightmares. When he woke up, his lower body was dripping with water, and an unpleasant smell of urine wafted to the tip of his nose. He raised his hand expressionlessly, and suddenly slapped himself forcefully, "You useless man. "

"Grandpa, you're awake."

Qian Buhuan heard the movement in the house and said softly.

"Enter."

Money is not changed, holding a water basin and pushing the door into the house.

On the soft couch, Wang Xuanzhen stretched his legs wide, and the incomplete parts were exposed like this. He lowered his eyes and looked disgusted, "It's better to cut it clean."

Qian Buhuan glanced at the bed, raised his hand and took the soft cloth on the shelf, soaked it in water and wrung it dry, went over and wiped Wang Xuanzhen's lower body carefully, and said softly: "Why do you say such self-defeating words, it's not worth it."

Wang Xuanzhen lay on his back, his face was pale, his eyes were in a trance, "Don't change, I'm dreaming again."

Qian Buhuan leaned over with his head down, and lightly kissed Wang Xuanzhen's soft little parts, "Don't be afraid, my dreams are all fake."

Wang Xuanzhen raised his head, went crazy without warning, hit and kicked at the money, and slapped him one after another, "Fuck you, what am I afraid of!"

Qian Buhuan lowered his head and let Wang Xuanzhen raise his head when he was tired from beating enough.

Wang Xuanzhen was wearing a vermilion robe, lying naked on a soft couch, his whole body was as white as a silver fish, his thin chest heaved slowly, his eyes were dull.

"Find me two beautiful children." Wang Xuanzhen said slowly.

The money is not changed: "Yes."

There are countless beautiful children in Chu Yunlou, Qian Buhuan picked two beautiful and clean ones, blindfolded them, and said indifferently to them: "Go in and serve the nobles, remember not to touch your hands randomly, just treat yourself as a thing Son, do you understand?"

The two agreed tremblingly, and were taken to a place blindfolded. Qian Buhuan pulled a man's sleeve over, took off his pants without saying a word, and pushed the man forward.

The young man touched the cold and smooth skin with his hands, remembering the exhortation that the money would not be exchanged, he immediately shrank back in fright.

Qian Buchang pushed him slightly again, the boy swallowed his saliva, and then helped him up again with shaking hands.

This is a beautiful dream, it is so comfortable, he has never experienced such comfort in his life, he has heard about Famous Artifacts before, but felt that it was just used to cheat money and bluff people, but today it really called him When it happened, it was like thousands of small mouths sucking hard, but he couldn't hold back, and came out directly.

After the thrill of being overwhelmed passed, he realized that he had offended the nobleman, and was so frightened that he knelt down and begged for mercy.

Qian Buhuan kicked him away, shifted his eyes to Wang Xuanzhen's trembling and red back, and picked up another young man who was about to move around.

Two teenagers in succession took turns to go out several times, they took everyone down without changing the money, and after they came back, they carried Wang Xuanzhen to clean him up.

Wang Xuanzhen seemed to be in a good mood, he was sitting in the bath, his face was flushed brightly, making him look radiant, he said to himself: "Once you scare me, I'll bring you a green hat , Did you see it underground? Anyone can touch me, hahaha, what kind of a thing are you! Bitch!"

He laughed out loud, laughing too violently, and finally coughed a few times due to the laughter. Then he lost his temper again, and slapped Qian Buhuan on the face with his hand, "You are also a bitch!"

Qian Buhuan endured the innocuous slap silently, his face was calm and neither annoyed nor angry.

Wang Xuanzhen's gaze softened again, and he leaned on Qian Buchang's arm and said softly: "No change, I'm sorry, you are not a bitch, you are a good boy."

Qian Buchang thought that he was only four years younger than Wang Xuanzhen, and Wang Xuanzhen always called him 'child' and 'child' when he was in a good mood.

Wang Xuanzhen always felt that he was very old, almost too old to look at, too old to decay, he was so old, yet he was still so aggrieved, full of resentment, and disrespected for being old.

Wang Xuanzhen sat up straight, and the hammer that had been circling in his mind for many days fell down, "Go invite Han Feng."

Qian Buchang went to pick up Han Feng with a respectful attitude. Seeing Han Feng's pale face, he asked with concern, "Master Han, are you feeling unwell?"

Han Feng's face was pale, and his nasal voice was strong, "It's nothing."

The last time there was a big ugliness at the horse, Han Feng entered the house, scooped up the cold water in the jar and poured himself a bone-chilling cold, after a few scoops, the brothers turned against each other, and all distracting thoughts disappeared.

Aftereffects—the wind and cold came back, making him runny and his nose turned red.

Although Han Feng was ill, he didn't look sick at all, he sat obliquely opposite Wang Xuanzhen, sipping hot tea.

Wang Xuanzhen looked at him calmly, and suddenly asked: "How old are you this year?"

Han Feng raised his eyes, "Twenty one."

Wang Xuanzhen heaved a sigh of relief. At twenty one, the first emperor died for 18 years, so he was not a reincarnation. He looked at Han Feng up and down, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Han Feng's appearance of hiding hills and ravines was very disgusting. The reigning emperor still wanted to make him look down, so he said in a cold tone, "Tell me, what do you plan to get from me."

Han Feng took the initiative to provoke him and said he wanted to help him, of course it was because he could help Han Feng, exchange of benefits, Wang Xuanzhen couldn't be more shrewd.

"A transfer order," Han Feng said slowly, playing with the porcelain cup in his hand, "The Ministry of Industry is good for the country and the people, but I prefer the Ministry of Punishment."

Wang Xuanzhen smiled lightly, "I don't care what your purpose is, I must first warn you, if the matter is revealed, I will definitely be able to escape unscathed."

"That's natural," Han Feng said with a smile on his lips, and his tone was calm, "As the uncle of the country," he shot Wang Xuanzhen with deep eyes, "I can't get out of any dangerous situation."

Wang Xuanzhen clenched his hands on the ferocious tiger head of the chair, his silver teeth flashed, "If you play tricks on me, I will first goug out your eyeballs, and then send you to the most despicable and filthiest brothel for prostitution."

"Don't dare." Han Feng stood up, raised his hand and grabbed the tip of his nose.

Wang Xuanzhen said: "I will give you two maidservants."

Han Feng rubbed his fingers, and suddenly said: "Can I use the handkerchief?"

Wang Xuanzhen glanced at him in disgust, pulled the handkerchief on his sleeve and threw it to him, Han Feng wiped his fingers, and said to Wang Xuanzhen: "Send someone to watch me? It's not necessary, Uncle Guo, you give me some, I'll kill some So, why bother to harm the innocent?"

Wang Xuanzhen smiled, and said in a soft voice: "I want to give it away."

"Then don't give me the money." Han Feng said.

The moment Wang Xuanzhen raised his hand, Han Feng had already turned around quickly with sharp eyesight, and the porcelain bowl brushed past his sideburns and smashed against the wall with a crisp sound.

Han Feng was not surprised by his madness, waved the handkerchief on his hand, and left in a hurry.

It was Han Feng who didn't exchange money for delivery again, and this time his attitude was more respectful. Before getting into the carriage, Han Feng called him and whispered a few words in his ear. , Han Feng has jumped into the carriage.

After the money was not returned, Wang Xuanzhen questioned him, "What did Han Feng tell you?"

Qian Buhuan's expression was steady, he resisted the apprehension in his heart, and said to Wang Xuanzhen: "Master Han said to have a drink together when he has time."

"Drink your mother!" Wang Xuanzhen jumped into a rage, and beat him again with no change of money.

Qian Buhuan lowered his head and endured it, but the words Han Feng said to him before getting on the carriage emerged in his mind - "Does Wang Xuan really know that you are from the Empress Dowager?" '

Inside the carriage, Han Feng staggered, counted the time with his fingers, and said to the coachman, "Go to the household department."

The coachman responded, and changed the direction of the carriage from Han Mansion to Hubu.

The household department is so busy that people turn their backs on their backs.

The Empress Dowager's Thousand Autumn Festival is here, and the silver comes in and out, which really makes them so busy that their headaches almost hurt.

Lin Qi was looking for documents, but someone came in and said, "Master Lin, Han Langzhong from the Ministry of Water is looking for you."

Lynch paused while looking for the paperwork, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, his cheeks were slightly flushed, "Got it."