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King Guangchuan wanted to win over Heyuhou. After all, Heyuhou had become a celebrity in front of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.

King Guangchuan wanted to suppress He Yuhou, but he also wanted to win him over.

King Guangchuan proposed to marry his daughter to Marquis Heyu. Taking advantage of the feast, King Guangchuan said it in front of everyone, and brought his youngest daughter to the banquet.

As a result, Heyuhou refused directly, saying that his fate is very dark, and that it is against the law of heaven to go to the tomb often, and he is destined to die alone, so he cannot delay the King of Guangchuan.

The Lord is a princess, and she is also a princess in the fiefdom. No one has ever dared to refute her face. She saw that Heyu Housheng was good-looking, and she had already fallen in love with him, but she did not expect Heyuhou to reject her in front of everyone. If you don't know what is good or bad, you will naturally hold a grudge.

The banquet was still going on, and after drinking for three rounds, they started chatting with each other. Although He Yuhou was the protagonist this time, because he was quiet and indifferent, no one dared to talk to him.

The Lord Weng came over with a wine vessel, and said that he wanted to punish the gully for the wine. After all, he rejected himself. Although the folk customs in the Western Han Dynasty were more open, the Lord Weng would not be unable to get married, but he would not lose face.

Lord Weng pretended to be generous and joking, and there were many people watching. He Yuhou knew that he would be under the King of Guangchuan, so he couldn't refute the Lord Weng's face for the second time, so he had to agree to drink.

The Lord Weng deliberately made things difficult for him, and kept pouring wine for He Yuhou. Zhong Jian sat on the other seats, but kept his eyes on this side. Seeing He Yuhou drinking one after another, his body was shaking slightly. Really drunk, although there are many people around, but they dare not offend the powerful, and no one stops drinking.

Seeing that He Yuhou did not refuse, the Lord Weng immediately beamed with joy, secretly added ingredients to the last bowl of wine, and wanted to make Qin and Jin friends with He Yuhou, even if He Yuhou rejected him, he had to come to propose marriage .

Lord Weng smiled and said, "He Yuhou is really a cheerful person, this is the last bowl."

Zhong Jian didn't know that Mrs. Weng had added ingredients to the wine, but he saw that He Yuhou's exposed chin was a little red, and his neck was also flushed. He must be drunk, and he really couldn't see it. At this moment, he strode over and pushed away crowd.

He Yuhou was familiar with folk crafts, how could the Weng Lord's small measurement escape his eyes, there was something in the wine, He Yuhou could tell at a glance, and just sneered.

But he didn't expect that at this time there would be a big stupid man making trouble. Zhong Jian strode over, pushed aside the crowd, and stretched out his palm, which happened to be between He Yuhou's hand and Weng Lord's hand.

Zhong Jian said: "My lord, Lord Hou is already drunk, please forgive me, my lord."

Weng Lord doesn't know where the reckless man came from, Zhong Jian is not good-looking, it has nothing to do with being good-looking at all, it is not the look that Weng Lord likes, standing in front of Xi Chi's immortal figure, it seems like a broken clay sculpture.

Zhong Jian's skin has turned into a bronze color because of being a riding slave, after years of exposure to the sun. At first glance, it is a bit dark, with regular features and a standard Chinese face. Kong, even more ordinary.

If there is something extraordinary, it is Zhong Jian's stature. Zhong Jian is tall, because she has always been a lowly person, and she has done physical work, so she has naturally built up her muscles, and her speech is pedantic, making her look like a big fool .

The Lord Weng didn't expect someone to come and make a cross, and said angrily, "Which onion are you? My Lord is talking to Lord Hou, what's the matter with you!?"

As the Lord Weng was talking, someone reminded the Lord Weng that Zhong Jian was a riding slave and had pulled a cart for the Lord Weng before.

The Lord Weng laughed and said, "Is a lowly slave worthy of talking to my Lord?"

Zhong Jian doesn't like to be told about his identity, he knows that his identity is low, unlike some people who are superior in life, he himself is born like nothing, no one can rely on this, but he hates others looking at him with contemptuous eyes .

Zhong Jian suddenly thought of what He Yuhou once said to himself, "They don't agree with you because you have no ability"...

Zhong Jian felt that this sentence was correct. Others looked down on her because she hadn't stood out and done something worthy of respect, but she was far inferior to He Yuhou. The sense of gap made Zhong Jian feel lost, and also Naturally irritable.

It was the first time that Zhong Jian got angry. She didn't know whether she was angry at her own incompetence or because of the master's dog's eyes.

Zhong Jian suddenly snatched the bowl from the Weng Master's hand, drank it all, and then slammed the wine bowl on the ground with a "crack!", splashing countless shards immediately.

This move surprised everyone, they didn't expect a lowly cavalry slave to be so bold as to openly dare to confront the Weng Lord.

He Yuhou was also surprised. On the one hand, he was surprised that Zhong Jian's newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, and on the other hand, he was surprised that Zhong Jian had no brains. He even drank the wine with spices if he couldn't see it.

He pulled down the mask angrily to cover his lips and chin, then suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhong Jian's wrist, saying, "Follow me."

Zhong Jian was still angry, and didn't know what happened, He Yuhou grabbed his wrist, although he was much shorter than himself, but he was very imposing, Zhong Jian suddenly felt his wrist was extremely hot, and his heartbeat was also abnormal Ferocious, wanting to shake off He Yuhou's hand to ease his strangeness.

Seeing him struggling, He Yuhou suddenly tightened his five fingers, Zhong Jian let out a "hiss" in pain, and saw He Yuhou turned around and stared at his eyes, the eyes behind the mask were very sharp, Zhong Jian immediately dared not move , was dragged out of the crowd by He Yuhou.

He Yuhou pulled Zhong Jian, and the two of them walked forward quickly. The Lord Weng chased after him, shouting all the time, but He Yuhou walked very fast. He is a trainer, and Zhong Jian's physical strength is also very good. The two disappeared quickly.

He Yuhou led Zhong Jian straight forward, Zhong Jian gradually felt that his wrist was about to burn, more than that, his body was about to burn, there was a fire in his chest, Zhong Jian couldn't help but stare at him. He Yuhou's thin shoulders in a white robe, his slender waist tightly bound by a white jade belt, and his fast-moving legs...

Zhong Jian felt that she was crazy.

Zhong Jian let out a muffled groan, and flung He Yuhou's hand away abruptly. The two of them were still in King Guangchuan's palace, but they were already very remote. He felt that the gaze he was looking at He Yuhou was very profane, and he didn't know what the problem was, and he was already ashamed.

Seeing his bewildered expression, He Yuhou couldn't help sighing, and said, "You're such an idiot."

As Heyuhou said, he reached out and grabbed Zhong Jian, and pulled him into the side hall next to him. There was no one in it, it was very remote, it seemed to be a place where sundries were piled up, and it was full of dust.

He Yuhou went in, asked Zhong Jian to sit down, stood where he was, and said in a very flat tone, "I'll find you a woman, just wait a while."

Zhong Jian was dumbfounded when he heard this, and raised his head, looking at He Yuhou's golden mask by the dim moonlight, only his eyes that were not disturbed.

Zhong Jian said strangely: "Looking for...what are you looking for?"

Zhong Jian thought he had heard it wrong, He Yuhou shook his head helplessly, and said, "You idiot, don't you know that the wine you just drank has been enriched?"

Zhong Jian was even more dazed, and when He Yuhou said it, he suddenly felt something was wrong, thinking of his profane gaze and his profane reaction.

When He Yuhou saw Zhong Jian's dazed face, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then he smirked, feeling that this idiot was a bit incomprehensible for the first time.

In fact, Zhong Jian was thinking, it turned out that it was the damn medicine, not because her thoughts were too dirty, she never expected that the Lord Weng would use such a dirty trick even though he was so high up.

Zhong Jian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, don't bother Lord Hou...I, I'll be fine in a while."

He Yuhou laughed, without seeming to force it, closed the door of the hall, put the latch on it, and stood aside.

Zhong Jian's back felt numb all of a sudden, and said, "Master Hou?"

He Yuhou said: "I'll wait, wait until you beg me for a while, and then I'll find you a woman."

When Zhong Jian heard this, her face flushed, and she said: "This is not good, this is not good... how can I harm other girls casually, this is really not good... and I am fine, I will be fine soon."

He Yuhou laughed, not a sneer, Zhong Jian's head was congested suddenly, and his breathing suddenly became heavy. He Yuhou said: "I didn't expect you to be so pedantic, so just bear with it."

He Yuhou still didn't leave, Zhong Jian sat on the ground, feeling more and more uncomfortable, he tried his best to look at the floor tiles in front of him, not thinking about He Yuhou's affairs, but his body became more and more disobedient and hotter , his eyes kept looking at He Yuhou's body, his breathing became more and more heavy, and big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

How could He Yuhou fail to notice his gaze, walked over suddenly, squatted down slowly, narrowed his eyes and said, "So you like men?"

Zhong Jian was taken aback, and He Yuhou's breath was lightly blown into his ears. Compared with Zhong Jian's temperature, He Yuhou's breath became a little bit colder, and Zhong Jian let out a low growl like a beast, as if he had endured it. To the extreme.

He Yuhou looked at him, with a puzzled look behind the golden mask, and said, "You like my face?"

Zhong Jian shook his head vigorously, but he didn't dare to speak, and when he opened his mouth, there was that terrible growl.

Seeing that he had endured so much, He Yuhou said, "Well, after all, you're stupid because you let me stand out, and I can help you."

Zhong Jian didn't hear clearly, there was a rumbling sound in his head, He Yuhou suddenly stretched out his hand, his hand was thin and white, as if without bones, the palm and fingers were very soft, these hands were always used to crack the mechanism in the tomb .

But now, such a pair of white hands suddenly stretched out, got into Zhong Jian's clothes, and held Zhong Jian.

He Yuhou also seemed to be taken aback, but his voice was still calm, and he said, "You are really energetic, and the medicine is so powerful?"

Zhong Jian was ashamed. On the one hand, he felt extremely happy, and on the other hand, he felt really ashamed. He wanted to push He Yuhou away, but he couldn't do it at all. He stretched out his hand, but suddenly hugged him tightly. in arms.

He Yuhou let out a sound of "Ho...", he did not expect Zhong Jian's action to be so bold suddenly, he put his arms around his waist, and the two of them stuck together tightly through the clothes, He Yuhou could feel Zhong Jian's hot body temperature , The breath is mixed with forbearance and brutality.

But He Yuhou just paused for a moment, and soon began to relieve Zhong Jian again.

Zhong Jian didn't seem to have been in contact with these things at all, his reaction was very violent, he hugged He Yuhou's waist tightly, his strong arms held He Yuhou tightly in his arms, restrained himself vigorously, but still couldn't restrain himself, Unexpectedly, he lowered his head, and kissed He Yuhou's neck with his hot lips.

He Yuhou's white neck suddenly trembled, and his nimble and delicate Adam's apple quickly rolled twice. The eyes behind the golden mask were filled with sharpness, but Zhong Jian couldn't care anymore, and his lips gently touched He Yuhou's neck. rubbing.

Zhong Jian didn't understand anything, just rubbed lightly, as if this was enough, but not enough, her lips kissed He Yuhou more forcefully, but it was still just rubbing, she didn't know that she could open her mouth to lick kiss.

He Yuhou's body trembled slightly, and his fair neck suddenly became flushed. Zhong Jian was no longer satisfied with just kissing He Yuhou's smooth neck. He raised his hot hand and gently stroked He Yuhou's neck Hou's mask.

The eyes that seemed to eat people made He Yuhou's body tremble slightly, Zhong Jian finally slowly took off He Yuhou's mask, a flawless face, like a fairy, appeared in front of Zhong Jian .

He Yuhou didn't stop him, his pitch-black eyes were sharp, but there was even a hint of trembling hidden.

Zhong Jian didn't know how to kiss at all, but just crushed He Yuhou's lips, which made He Yuhou feel abnormal pain and soreness, but this green feeling was unexpectedly very likable.

He Yuhou opened his lips lightly, and spit out the tip of his tongue. Zhong Jian reacted quickly and learned quickly. He grabbed the tip of He Yuhou's tongue, sucked it fiercely, and kept teasing it. The two of them suddenly fell on the ground. on the ground.

Zhong Jian's eyes were almost bright, like a wild beast, plundering Zhi He Yuhou's body without any rules, but he didn't know how to do it at all, he just bumped against He Yuhou.

He Yuhou squinted his eyes, seemingly unwilling, but still put his arms around Zhong Jian's neck, bent his legs, and said softly, "Lengzi, here."

But He Yuhou soon felt that his thoughts were wrong, Zhong Jian was a beast, a real beast, and this beast had taken medicine.

He Yuhou passed out, and he was definitely bleeding from the back. After all, it was the first time he did such a thing. He Yuhou was quite indifferent to lust. Although he was not as dazed as Zhong Jian, he did not have any experience. Zhong Jian was very rude. He didn't understand at all, He Yuhou was in so much pain, it was the first time in his life that he cried, and it turned out to be under a man's body, he was still dumbfounded.

When Zhong Jian woke up the next day, he was already outside the palace, the mansion of He Yuhou, lying on the bed with no one around him, as if last night was all a dream.

Zhong Jian had a headache, it seemed to be caused by a hangover, Zhong Jian thought about it, and comforted herself, how could it be real, it was definitely a dream, after all, how could such a cruel He Yuhou allow himself to wantonly encroach on it? , especially when He Yuhou was still holding Cheng Huan under him, hugging his neck tightly, crying and begging him.

Don't look at He Yuhou's easy-going look, but in fact, his reaction was quite young, and his back was so tight that Zhong Jian's scalp felt numb and his mouth was a little dry when he thought about it.

Zhong Jian thought of He Yuhou's sharp eyes glistening with water, and felt that she was too dirty.

Zhong Jian got up, and just a few steps out of the door, he saw He Yuhou, who was half lying on the couch in the garden, and seemed to be enjoying flowers and drinking tea. He was wearing a mask, had no hair tied up, and had long black hair. Like a waterfall, her hair slid from the side of her neck and fell on the couch in front of her, her figure was as graceful as a beauty.

however……

On He Yuhou's white neck, there was an obvious red hickey, and the side was bitten open...

Zhong Jian was stunned for a moment, the memory of last night suddenly flooded back, He Yuhou was pressed under her body, kissed the neck, her voice was choked and she asked herself to be softer, don't bite hard.

Zhong Jian's mind was in a mess all of a sudden, and then his face turned pale, red, and blue, and finally rushed over, knelt on the ground with a "bang", and said: "Master Hou, humble general... humble general deserves death, please Master Hou punish..."

He Yuhou's body was sore, he didn't expect Zhong Jian to look dazed, but he turned out to be a beast, he was lazy all morning, he wanted to bask in the sun at noon, unexpectedly he ran into this dazed man, and he was also very dazed , even ran over to plead guilty.

He Yuhou's physical pain was a little irritating, but Zhong Jian was an idiot after all. If he had experience, He Yuhou felt that he should be annoyed. Seeing him stuttering and kowtow to admit his mistake, the anger in his heart had long since disappeared. .

He Yuhou said: "Okay, get up, do you want the whole Marquis to hear?"

When Zhong Jian heard this, he quickly jumped up from the ground, with an unexpectedly interesting expression, He Yuhou laughed, and suddenly wanted to tease him, beckoning Zhong Jian to pass.

He really couldn't sit up by himself, his back was so sore, and his bottom was still in burning pain, Zhong Jian hurriedly helped He Yuhou up, and He Yuhou grabbed Zhong Jian's wrist at this time, put it close to his ear, and said with a smile: "Is Benhou's body...comfortable?"

Zhong Jian's face turned red immediately, a copper-colored face, reddened to black, that look was even more funny.

He Yuhou chuckled lightly, as if he had finally found something interesting...