major general

Wen Le didn't know which words he said made Fu Xiaoyu's nerves go abnormal, and he was suppressed to death, unable to move.

The major general who was once able to throw off the prairie wolf that jumped on him to bite him, and then stabbed it, felt that his hands and feet had no strength.

Fu Xiaoyu approached Wenle and asked: "At the beginning of the year, we will get married."

Bunle nodded, indicating that he still remembered.

"Do you know what to do when you get married?"

Bun Le's eyes were slightly closed, obviously knowing it.

Haven't you ever eaten pork and seen a pig running? Besides, with today's fire avoidance map, no matter how confused he is, he still has a general idea.It's nothing more than two people hugging and chewing together, and then taking off their clothes and chewing, right?

Seeing Wen Le's appearance, Fu Xiaoyu relaxed her body, and pressed her whole body on the other party's body.

Wen Le was still young, and was more than a head shorter than Fu Xiaoyu. After being pressed down like this, Wen Le felt that the other party gave him a lot of oppression, that prairie wolf with drooling eyes and golden eyes.

Fu Xiaoyu hooked Wen Le's waist and said, "Young General."

Many people have called Wen Le by the name, but Wen Le has never been so hard to bear as it is today, like being bitten by ants on the lower back, making him extremely unbearable, it is not a taste at all.

"Bunle, can I be intimate with you?"

intimate.

What kind of intimacy?

Isn't it considered intimacy when two people hug each other?

Bunle thought to himself.

Just as he was thinking about it, Fu Xiaoyu's face suddenly approached, his long eyelashes seemed to slap Wen Le's face, and he couldn't help but close his eyes to avoid the vague itch.

Something touched his lips.

Bunle closed his eyes tightly, and felt the second, third, and fourth blows that followed...

Like a fragile treasure, being kissed carefully with the lips.

Bun Le calmed down and then dared to open his eyes.The Fu Xiaoyu in front of him seemed to be a different person. He usually planned strategies and had a black belly and was fickle, but now his ears were slightly red. Holding his face, he didn't dare to use force, his fingers were very cold.

Eyes closed, shortness of breath.

They looked very skilled, but in fact it was the first time for both of them to eat this tender dessert.

The unruly kiss made Wen Le uncomfortable, and couldn't help opening her mouth to bite the light red lips.

Fu Xiaoyu opened her eyes suddenly, glanced at Wen Le, and asked hoarsely, "Why is it so bad?"

"Then you want to punish me?" Wen Le looked at the marks on the other's lips, which disappeared after a while, and shouted, "Master."

Fu Xiaoyu clasped Wen Le's waist, lowered her head and bit Wen Le hard.

Kissing cannot satisfy young people's imagination of intimacy.

Fu Xiaoyu thought about what he was reading, stroked Wenle's waist, and kissed Wenle's lips along the corners of Wenle's beautiful lips. It didn't take him too long to knock on Wenle's door, Wenle consciously Opened his mouth and let the other party wreak havoc.

It's comfortable to kiss.

This is the first time for Wen Le to realize that he has food and clothing and desires for money. He ate three fried buns and drank a bowl of duck blood soup today, so he should feel refreshed.

The tight kiss lasted for half a moment, Wen Le managed to come back to his senses, as soon as he moved, he felt something was wrong, blushed and pushed Fu Xiaoyu, and said: "The ceremony of Duke Zhou must be reserved for the married couple. Time to do it."

Fu Xiaoyu calmed down, lifted the quilt, first drank two cups of herbal tea, then took the comfortable thick quilt from the cabinet and went back to the bed.

The two faced each other, each covered with their own quilts, not daring to take a step beyond the barrier.

They are all young and strong guys, and they really can't stand the temptation.

There was a slit on Fu Xiaoyu's mouth, Wen Le didn't dare to look at it, and lifted the quilt to cover most of her face.

The two didn't talk much, just looked at each other stupidly.

After a long time, Wen Le asked: "Have you ever been this intimate with others?"

Fu Xiaoyu knew that Wen Le was not suspicious or probing, but simply curious, so she shook her head and said, "It must be the major general who took the lead."

Wen Le wrinkled his nose and said in a low voice, "Don't you also take the lead."

Hearing his muttering, Fu Xiaoyu still couldn't hold back, she covered Wen Le with her quilt, and hugged Wen Le through the quilt.

Wen Le struggled a bit, and coquettishly said like a child, "It's hot!"

Isn't it hot to cover two quilts together?

Fu Xiaoyu didn't care, held him tight, and said: "Sizhu is gone, there is no brazier in your house. In winter, you are afraid of the cold, and the house is not sunny, and it is cloudy and cold. Just put more quilts on it."

Hearing his nagging, Wen Le didn't bother to refuse, yawned and fell asleep face to face with Fu Xiaoyu.

Early the next morning, Wen Le heard a big news when he entered the palace.

Zhou Chong is like a gossip king, he likes to inquire everywhere.After holding back for a whole morning, I finally saw Wen Le, and immediately hooked my shoulders together, and went to the pavilion outside the Imperial College to talk with someone.

Zhou Chong took out a bag of melon seeds from his purse and handed it to Wen Le, and he started to gnaw on it like a hamster.

Wen Le was quite speechless about melon seeds. Seeing Zhou Chong eating so deliciously, he was a little greedy, so he just sat by the gazebo and ate melon seeds.

"This morning, the emperor decreed the marriage."

Wen Le stared wide-eyed and said, "Prince?"

Zhou Chong shook his head.

Wen Le snapped his fingers, guessed all the sons of the emperor, and finally clicked his tongue and said, "Could it be you?"

Zhou Chong smirked and said, "I really want to!"

"Quickly tell me, who did you marry the saint to?"

Zhou Chong said with a face that you don't understand the mind of the superior, "It's not a saint. It's Princess Pingge!"

"Pingo??"

"Father married Princess Pingge to Hongyu!"

"...!"

They are all marriages. Since saintesses can't marry, then marry someone by yourself.It is nothing more than connecting the in-laws of the two countries. What does it matter if it is married or not?

Emperor Wen's expectation for Princess Ping Ge was to marry Wen Le, so that she would become a noble consort with no real power at all. Now that a princess can be exchanged for gold mines, that is a sure-fire deal.

Wen Le vaguely remembered Princess Ping Ge's appearance, shook her head and said, "The heart of a ruthless emperor is the most."

Zhou Chong also nodded in agreement, completely forgetting that he is also a royal.

The two squatted down and ate melon seeds. After they finished talking, the person who served Zhou Chong handed over another bag of melon seeds. Wen Le squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully, and asked, "When did you receive it? The person looks strange."

The eunuch was quite tall, unlike other eunuchs in the palace who were soft and soft. Hearing this, he knelt down obediently and said, "As for the young general, this slave is the godson of Director Yan. Recently, Director Yan is not in good health, so this slave was ordered to serve His Highness the Ninth Prince." .”

Zhou Chong also knew his details, so he avoided the man's ceremony, and then took Wen Le to the Imperial College, saying, "That man is indeed Yan Bo's godson. You also know that like eunuchs in the palace, they usually don't Later. When Yan Bo was young, he had a family outside. After entering the palace, the woman remarried and got such a seed. However, the woman’s hometown was flooded, and the family left only such a single seedling. He was taken into the palace."

Wen Le raised his eyebrows and said, "Is this okay?"

Zhou Chong lowered his voice and whispered something in Wenle's ear.

Wen Le's eyes widened: "I'm not clean!"

"Hush——" Zhou Chong patted him, and said, "Uncle Yan finally saved someone, so don't worry if he doesn't put it under his nose. Of course, if you send this good-looking child, you can't let others send him away. It was cut off, so I simply did some tricks. But this matter is not a big deal, many eunuchs will grow out slowly after being cleansed. It’s okay to grow up.”

Wen Le seldom heard of these palace secrets, so he turned to look at the eunuch.

The eunuch followed the two of them closely all the time. He was handsome and dark-skinned. He didn't wear the eunuch's uniform, but he should be wearing the guard's uniform.

The two of them walked into the Guozijian while talking.Someone watched, Zhou Chong was not so free, and obediently walked in front, letting Wen Le and the little eunuch follow behind him.

Entering the palace, it was very cold in early winter.

Guozijian is also a place that pays attention to etiquette. Zhou Chong felt knee pain after sitting on his knees for an hour.

Wen Le saw that he was uncomfortable, and just about to say something, the eunuch at the side pulled out a cloth ball from nowhere and stuffed it into Zhou Chong's knee.

Zhou Chong knelt down immediately, avoiding Old Master Yue's scolding eyes.

Wen Le glanced at the eunuch, thinking that after all, he was in Yan Bo's hands, and he was indeed careful and appropriate.

After taking the class of Old Master Yue, the group changed their riding clothes and went to the school grounds to practice archery.

The six arts of a gentleman, this riding and archery is also a must-test item.

Wen Le followed behind Zhou Chong, clasping his armbands a little tighter, fearing that his movements would be too quick for a while, and he would not care about such a delicate thing.

Zhou Chong took a look at him and said, "Don't wear it if you're afraid of losing it. Are you so reluctant?"

Wen Le glared at him and said, "When you receive the gift from your fiancée someday, you should know."

Zhou Chong sneered at the matter of feelings and refused to say more.

The eunuch had changed his surname to follow Yan Bo's surname, but he didn't call him by name. His first name was Yan Zhou. Yan Bo liked to call him Chuan'er, and Zhou Chong followed Chuan'er and Chuan'er.

Yan Zhou was not angry either, he was tall and straight, following behind Zhou Chong and Wen Le, deliberately bowed his body to cover up his existence.

After getting on the horse, Wen Le is like a tiger with wings added, holding an arrow and shooting at the target, one arrow after another, the world knows that the silver gun of the Zhen Guofu is domineering, but they don't know that the major general lost the silver gun, and holding a bow and arrow can also kill the target. The leader of the Huns shot and killed decisively.

Zhou Chong rode like a shooter, looked at Wen Le's archery, and said, "Chuan'er, look at the young general."

Yan Zhou followed Zhou Chong's words and looked over. The major general, who usually followed His Highness Ninth Prince with a playful smile, held the weapon as if he was a different person.The arrow feathers collapsed straight, the arrows were extremely sharp, and they attacked with some enthusiasm. The little eunuch who took the arrows was too frightened to stand around the target.

"Be a general."

Zhou Chong summed it up.

There was some commotion in the distance, Wen Le had a good time, rode to Zhou Chong's side, and took a look at the commotion.

It turned out that it was Fu Xiaoyu who had gone to court, and was talking about the recent political affairs with several Guozijian subordinates.

The princes and princesses can only see Fu Xiaoyu once a month. No matter how boring the Confucianism class is, who would not want to listen to such a handsome man as jade.

Watching them approaching from a distance, the brave prince glanced at Fu Xiaoyu and said, "Master, why are your lips broken?"

There was indeed a gash on Fu Xiaoyu's lips, and the people in the company didn't dare to ask after struggling all morning. Looking at the prince who usually caused headaches, they were a little admirable at this time.

As expected of a prince, he is courageous.

At first, Fu Xiaoyu thought that Fu Xiaoyu was going to ask back, "The prince has too little homework, so he is so busy asking about other people's private affairs", but the man touched the opening with his finger, smiled at the prince, and said, "It's okay to let the house cat scratch it." Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

The prince was also ready to be teased, he suddenly let Fu Xiaoyu say such a strange thing, scratched his chin and said: "Yes, yes, yes."

Wen·Jiamao·Le: "..." Cat, your second uncle and grandpa.

The author says:

Fu Xiaoyu: It's the first time I have no experience in booing, but I'll get used to it a few more times. (Zhou Chongchong's cp is out!