Zong Qiongyao's Haoxiang

Now the Qinhuai Bayan, which is famous for its stunning beauty and fame, has long since disappeared with the wind, and all the tourists who come and go sigh with regret, wishing to see the beauty.

Although it is a pity, the Qinhuai River has always been a place where literati and poets linger, so there are many famous prostitutes with both talents and skills in the brothels and Chu houses here.

At this time, Haoxiang and Yongzheng were in the embroidered building of Shen Mengru, a famous Qinhuai courtesan.

This Shen girl's embroidery building not only does not have the slightest gaudy powder smell, but is extremely elegant.There is only a desk, a piano table, and a small table with a pot of tea on it, surrounded by three embroidered stools.

Before the master showed up, Hao Xiang and Yong Xing sat on the embroidered stools, sipping tea and looking at the boudoir of Miss Shen.

The windows in the boudoir are bright and clean, one or two pots of orchids are dotted on the window sills, and several pictures of orchids are hung on the wall. There are no signatures of famous artists on them, only a seal of "Meng Rujun".

Hao Xiang smiled and said, "Master is elegant."

Yongzhen didn't expect that he just sighed casually, and Haoxiang really brought him to his embroidery pavilion. He didn't know what his plan was, so he had to persuade him with a bitter face: "Let's go back, come to this kind of embroidered pavilion." The place is weird."

Hearing what he said, Haoxiang sat still and asked with a smile, "Isn't that what you want to see?"

"not me……"

Yong Xing was fidgeting, when a woman in green shirt came from the back of the boudoir, seeing this, he had no choice but to keep silent.

The person who came was the owner of this boudoir, Shen Mengru, Miss Shen.

"You two have been waiting for a long time."

This Shen girl has clear eyebrows, only a little makeup, and is wearing an emerald green dress.Although her appearance is not perfect, her demeanor is elegant and refined, she really deserves to be called a famous Qinhuai prostitute.

When she speaks, her tone is unhurried, and the smile on her face is neither warm nor warm.

Haoxiang smiled and nodded in greeting, while Yongxin was very shy when he encountered this kind of occasion for the first time.

Shen Mengru saluted the two of them, then sat down on the piano table.She is not very old but grew up in the entertainment field since she was a child. She has never seen what kind of man, and she doesn't know that this young man is so thin-skinned that he dare not look at her. She can't help but secretly laugh.

But the older man next to him seemed unusual.This man was about 23 or [-] years old, with a rather handsome appearance. He was wearing a royal blue brocade robe. Apart from a jade ring on his hand, he had no other expensive accessories.But his demeanor is more extraordinary than those dignitaries she has seen.

What really surprised her was the way the man looked at her.Different from the lewd or admiring eyes of ordinary people when they saw her, there was no emotion in his eyes, as if she was just an object that was the same as the tables and chairs in the room.

Except for saying hello to her when he came in, the man didn't set his sights on her, and all his mind was on that shy young man.

But the young man didn't notice it, as if he was very interested in the carpet in her room, he was deep in thought.

In order to avoid being cold, Shen Mengru asked: "Mengru is good at piano art, I wonder what the two young masters want to hear?"

"Miss Shen, you can do whatever you want." The man finally shifted his gaze to her.

Shen Mengru would no longer be able to observe words and expressions, and knew that he was a drunkard who cared about youth instead of drinking.

So she lit the incense burner, placed the piano on the piano table and tuned the strings, then immersed herself in the sound of her own piano, no longer caring about the other two people in the room.

Shen Mengru's piano sound finally rescued Yongzheng from restlessness, and she listened seriously.The six arts of a gentleman are also compulsory subjects for the princes. Although Yong Xing's piano skills are not good, he still has the ability to appreciate other people's piano sounds.

What Shen Mengru played was a question and answer for fishermen and woodcutters. The sound of the piano was leisurely and elegant, and it actually played the heroic and unrestrained mood of a hermit.

After listening to Yongzheng, he couldn't help applauding, "Ms. Shen's piano sound is elegant and unrestrained. The mountains are so majestic, the water is so vast, and the green water and green mountains are all in this song, which makes people yearn for it after listening to it."

Shen Mengru was very happy when she saw that the young man could appreciate the sound of the qin that she loved, but she refused: "Young master's praise, Mengru is ashamed."

With the topic of qin, Yong Xin no longer felt embarrassed, and asked Shen Mengru enthusiastically: "Who did you learn the qin from? I have never heard such a beautiful sound of the qin."

Shen Mengru is a person who is good at the piano, so it is natural to have a speculative discussion with Yong Xing on this topic.

Looking at Yong Yan who was talking and laughing with Shen Mengru, Hao Xiang's eyes couldn't help but darken, but he didn't interrupt immediately, just sat beside him with a smile, and occasionally handed him a cup of tea to moisten his throat.It wasn't until the two said they had enjoyed themselves that they offered to leave.

Only then did Shen Mengru realize that the night was getting late, and seeing the backs of the two walking away together, she couldn't help laughing at herself, it turned out that she also misjudged, neither of these two people was simple.

……

The two left Shen Mengru's embroidered building, and walked to the banks of the Qinhuai River, which was brightly lit all night. They stayed overnight on a painted boat in the river.

"How is it? Have you enjoyed yourself?"

Hao Xiang held the boy's hand and asked with his head turned.

Seeing the corners of his lips tightened slightly under the light, Yong Xin was secretly proud of himself, and couldn't help but slyly smiled and said, "Naturally have fun. Why, are you unhappy?"

Haoxiang didn't answer, he held his hand and continued to walk forward, but his pace was a little quicker.

"I said in advance that I would leave, but you refused to do so, so you can't blame me." The young man Yongxin continued to provoke him without fear of death.

Hao Xiang still did not speak.

Xiulou is very close to the Qinhuai River, and they arrived within a few steps. Haoxiang found their painting boat on the river bank, and took Yongzhen back to the painting boat.

Hao Xiang paid the boat fare to the boatman, let the boatman go ashore, and rowed the boat to the middle of the river by himself.

Although the boat they rented was not as big as a banquet boat, it was still big enough to set up a low couch and put down the bamboo curtains around it. On a midsummer night, it was very pleasant to fall asleep listening to the sound of sculls and the crowing of frogs. thing.

However, someone who was sparing no effort to stimulate Haoxiang just now is no longer in that comfortable mood.

"You, you, you... You are the one who insists on meeting some famous Qinhuai prostitute. I said it was just a moment of emotion. Who told you to take it seriously?"

At this time, the boy Yongzheng was pressed on the low couch, struggling like a tortoise that couldn't turn over, waving his hands and feet desperately.

Haoxiang pressed him, locked his feet that kept kicking around with his feet, clasped his hands with one hand, pinched his chin with the other hand, pecked lightly on his lips, and smiled. Said: "I don't know your little thoughts? Although I know that you did it for me on purpose, but seeing you talking and laughing with others, I will still be unhappy. If I am unhappy, the consequences will be very serious , you have to make it up to me."

It was only then that the boy Yongzhen realized that it was a trap set for him by taking him to meet the famous prostitutes in Qinhuai. If he didn't take the initiative to talk to that girl Shen today, he would be the one who is unhappy now.This man was full of bad water, and now he finally showed his fox tail, so he said how to drag him to such a place.

"Tell me, how do you want me to compensate you?" Yong Xing decided to see what medicine was sold in his gourd first.

"Twelve is 15 years old this year, and I can do things that I couldn't do before. Why don't you use this place to make up for me?"

Haoxiang was a little excited. Because he wanted to practice on Kunlun Mountain, this matter has been delayed until now.He longed for this young man, wanted to occupy his whole body and mind, and now that the young man had finally grown up, he could finally have a taste of his long-cherished wish.

Yongzhen felt that Haoxiang's hand had touched his back, and couldn't help twisting and struggling, "No, it hurts so much, change it to something else!"

It turned out that he had such an idea!

After hearing this, Hao Xiang couldn't help reaching out to pat his little butt, and teasingly said, "Which one told me not to bear it last time? (see Chapter 50)"

Yong Xin closed his eyes tightly, and said shamelessly: "I don't know, it's not me anyway!"

"Heh" Haoxiang was amused by his shameless appearance, but he didn't allow him to escape, he had endured it for too long, "I'll be gentle, it won't hurt you, huh?"

Hearing this, Yongzheng opened one eye, and was very skeptical of his words: "Liar, the book says it will hurt the first time."

After hearing this, Haoxiang joked, "Oh? Which book? Why don't I know?"

"..." The boy Yongzheng immediately shut up, that kind of book is really embarrassing, so he wouldn't say it.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." Haoxiang picked up the boy who was lying on the couch, kissed his forehead lightly, and took out a small porcelain bottle from the ring.

"I specially prepared medicine, I promise it won't hurt, you try it?" Someone was like a big bad wolf that lures small animals into traps.

Although Yongzhen is still afraid of pain, but the person in front of him really endured a lot of hard work, being held in his arms, he can clearly feel the heat on his body.Thinking of the last time when Hao Xiang suppressed his desire in the Compassionate Ning Palace, Yong Xing felt sorry for him, so he finally nodded in agreement.

"Then you have to be gentle and don't hurt me, or you won't let me..."

"Understood, my little nagging." Hao Xiang hurriedly sealed his mouth with a kiss, and it was dawn when he continued.

Sucking the young man's lips, prying open his teeth, gently sweeping back and forth inside, like a feather, made the young man feel an itch in his heart, and he couldn't help responding gently.

While kissing the boy, Haoxiang helped him take off his clothes. Thinking of the boy who wrapped himself in cotton balls on the Kunlun Mountains, Haoxiang couldn't help but rejoice that it was summer.

Yong Xin felt that the clothes on his body were getting less and less, and then his body suddenly became cold and nothing was left.

At this time, a warm body was pasted up, their heads were side by side, their hearts were next to theirs, and they began to clamor.That feeling of rapid heartbeat and flushed cheeks came again.

This time Hao Xiang brought desire, and after kissing the boy until he was out of breath, he laid the boy down on the couch and looked at it carefully.

Yong Xin's body has been growing slowly, but it is still between a young boy and an adult man, so the body hair is not lush, and even the hair there is soft and drooping.He has a figure with slender limbs, slender waist and narrow hips, coupled with his fair and delicate skin, he is very attractive.

Hao Xiang couldn't help lowering his head and kissing the young man's chest. When his lips touched the red cherry on the left, the young man moaned softly: "...um... what is this..."

"It's really sensitive." Haoxiang chuckled, but didn't answer him, and continued to wreak havoc on his chest.

Yong Xing was sucked by him and bit the dogwood on his chest, the inexplicable itching in his heart was even worse, and he quietly stretched out his hand to his lower body.

But Haoxiang found out, and immediately pushed his hand away, and covered his half-hard baby with his hand, "It's uncomfortable here? Do you want me to touch it?"

"...Mmm" Yongzhen nodded repeatedly, following the temperature of Haoxiang's hand, waves of heat flowed towards that place non-stop.

Hao Xiang got a response, holding the completely hardened Xiao Shi Er in his hand, he slowly kneaded and moved, his mouth was not idle, and he kept

It lingered on the boy's chest and collarbone.

Not long after, Yong Xin felt that he was about to vent, grabbed Hao Xiang's hand that was holding him, shook his head and moaned: "Ah...let go!"

Haoxiang didn't listen to him, not only did not let go of the little twelve in his hand, but also took out a piece of cloth and wrapped it tightly around the pillar, tied a slipknot, then flicked with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Now it's time No, I'll let you out later."

"...Uncomfortable... Let go..." Yong Xin wanted to vent, but the exit was blocked, the pain was so severe, seeing that Haoxiang refused to let him go, tears filled his eyes anxiously.

"It will be fine in a while, bear with me, good boy." Hao Xiang felt distressed seeing him in pain, but he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it before he started doing it, so he had to let him endure.

After a while, Yong Xin suppressed the desire to vent.

Haoxiang opened the lid of the small porcelain bottle, dug out some milky white paste, applied it to the chrysanthemum acupoint behind Yongzheng, squeezed it lightly and slowly, and when the acupoint was soft, he carefully inserted the tip of his index finger into it.

"Does it hurt?" Hao Xiang asked carefully looking at his face.

"It doesn't hurt." Yong Xin endured the extremely weird feeling of fingers entering his body, frowned and shook his head.

Haoxiang finally felt relieved, this medicine was specially prepared by Haoxiang knowing that Yongzheng is afraid of pain, it has the effect of softening and lubricating the muscles and a little bit of aphrodisiac, as long as the foreplay is done carefully, Yongzheng will not be so uncomfortable.

Yong Xin felt that the number of fingers in his body was constantly increasing, but his body slowly adapted, and that weird feeling was gradually replaced by a feeling of fullness.

When the three fingers were able to move in and out freely, Yong Xin felt something hot on his chest, and reached out to touch it suspiciously.

"what?"

This time Haoxiang didn't stop him, he let him touch it twice, his blood surged up after being touched, he finally resisted the urge to enter in one fell swoop, and asked with a smile: "Are you satisfied?"

Yong Xing hurriedly threw away the one in his hand, regretting agreeing to him very much, it is impossible to get in that size, okay?

So Yongzhen swallowed his saliva, and asked in a trembling voice: "Can I not do it?"

Haoxiang was about to be laughed at by this kid, he was on the verge of attacking now, if he just interrupted it, he might as well kill him, so he refused and said: "Don't even think about it!"

Yongzhen had no choice but to put on a bitter face, and Ren Haoxiang put his two long legs around his waist, and then continued to press the hot thing against his chest.He grasped Haoxiang's arm in horror, feeling the thing opening the acupuncture point bit by bit, and slowly entering his body.

Halfway through the entrance, Haoxiang was already sweating profusely. He was afraid of hurting the boy under him, so he had to take his time, but it was almost there.

"Twelve, relax." Haoxiang reminded him by patting his butt.

During this period, Yongzhen was also stretched very hard, so he relaxed a little bit, but at this moment, Haoxiang suddenly grabbed his waist and slammed into him, reaching his roots.

"what!"

"what……"

The former is Yong Xin who is caught off guard, and the latter is Hao Xiang who finally puts himself completely in Yong Xin's body.

Perhaps the ointment prepared by Haoxiang worked. Yongzhen didn't feel much pain, but the inside was swollen badly, and there was some strange itching. After the initial shock passed, Yongzhen began to twist and rub.

Seeing his movements like this, Hao Xiang knew what he needed, so he slowly shook his waist, moved it gently inside, and rubbed against the inner wall, causing the young man to groan intermittently.

But Yong Xing felt that this level was far from enough, the strange itching was still harassing him, making him want to rub more intensely.

So he wrapped his legs tightly around Haoxiang's waist, opened his wet eyes, and urged him: "Hurry up!"

Listening to his soft urging, Haoxiang's heart was burning with desire, and finally let go of the shackles, exerted full power, thrust his waist, and sprinted with all his strength.

"what!"

As if a certain switch was touched, Yongzheng's whole body trembled, and his whole body went numb.

Haoxiang knew that he had found the right place, so he aimed at the point he had just hit, and rubbed violently again and again.

"Ah... there... I don't want it anymore..." Yongzheng was out of breath from the impact, and kept shaking his head to refuse, but the long legs were still wrapped around Haoxiang's waist. I don't know if he was afraid of falling, or Let him keep pushing.

Haoxiang automatically interpreted it as the second meaning, leaning his back on the pillar of the boat in the posture of the two connected, picked up the boy and let him sit on him, and wrapped the boy's arms around his neck , Then he moved from bottom to top, violently, the bumpy boy was up and down like riding a horse, and waves of pleasure washed over his senses.

Yong Xing hooked his neck, trying to keep himself from falling off, feeling Hao Xiang coming in and out of his body, the one that was bound in front gradually hardened again.

"I can't do it... let me go..." Yong Xin slammed Hao Xiang's shoulder fiercely, and the feeling that he wanted to vent but couldn't get it was almost driving him crazy.

"Wait, let's go together."

Haoxiang's forehead was soaked with sweat, and the sweat slid into the corners of his eyes along the browbones, but he didn't bother to wipe the sweat off, he held the boy's back and put him down on the low couch, leaned over on top of him, pressing on the boy body, viciously jerked up.

After an unknown amount of time, Hao Xiang suddenly stopped, and embraced the boy in his arms.

"It's so hot." Yong Yan's lower body was continuously shrunk by streams of scorching hot body fluid, and at the same time, the front was finally freed from the restraints and vented out happily.

After a hearty love affair, Haoxiang was extremely satisfied, and now this person finally belongs to him completely.Looking at the fainted teenager in his arms, the joy in his heart seemed to overflow.

After wiping their bodies clean with a damp cloth, Hao Xiang embraced the naked boy and fell asleep contentedly.

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Time flies, time flies, and three years have passed in a hurry.

Xiyue also grew up to 11 years old, no longer the child who occasionally pretended to be coquettish and played with his temper.

"Ning Xiang, is there any important festival recently? Why are there lights and festoons everywhere in the palace? I think everyone is so busy that they wish they could grow two hands." Xi Yue asked strangely.

"Your Highness, don't be joking. Where is there any festival here? The emperor's 30th birthday is approaching, and envoys from various countries will come to the palace to celebrate his birthday. Everyone is busy preparing for the birthday banquet." Ning Xiang smiled. explained.

"So it is." Xi Yue suddenly realized.

"By the way, Your Highness, you have to hurry up and prepare the birthday gift for the emperor, or it will be too late." Ning Xiang said eagerly, "Do you need a servant to prepare it for you?"

"No need, I can do it myself, you go and get busy." Xi Yue waved his hands hurriedly and said.

"The servant girl went down first."

"Ah."

The birthday gift presented by the underage prince is nominally presented by the prince, but since the underage prince has not left the palace to build a mansion, he has no ability to prepare the birthday gift, so the birthday gift has always been prepared by the prince's mother and concubine.Concubine Jing should have prepared Xiyue's birthday gift, but Concubine Jing has gradually lost hope for Xiyue over the years, so of course this birthday gift will not be prepared.Concubine Jing was not prepared, but Xiyue was not. Otherwise, Emperor Yuan would lose face in front of the envoys from all over the world at this juncture, it would be a big deal.

But what should I give?If this ceremony is light, it will be disrespectful, and if it is too heavy, it is not good. Ji Yuntian's business is expanding recently, and Fengge's funds are a little tight. We can't ruin the family just because of Emperor Yuan's birthday. Not uncommon.People say that the second prince can't do anything except good handwriting, so let's give him a handwriting.

The days flew by like an arrow, and it was Emperor Yuan's birthday in a blink of an eye.

Ning Xiang woke up Xiyue early in the morning, helped him put on the joyful prince's clothes, and prepared breakfast. When Xiyue was eating, she carefully put the words prepared by Xiyue into the red sandalwood in a wooden box.

Looking at Ning Xiang's busy figure like a butterfly wearing flowers, Xi Yue couldn't help but said: "Ning Xiang, it's still early, you should take a rest first, don't worry."

"The slaves are not tired. Your Highness will enter the arena in a short while to score first, and it will be bad if you are late." Ning Xiang reminded.

"I know." Xi Yue nodded and said, "Ning Xiang, I will send you out of the palace in a while."

With a "bang", the red sandalwood box in Ning Xiang's hand fell to the ground. Ning Xiang was stunned for a moment, but then immediately fell to her knees, "Why? Is the servant doing something wrong, or is the servant serving at the side of the hall?" Not good? If you say it, the servant will change it, don’t drive the servant away, I beg you, Your Highness!" Ning Xiang was a little at a loss, her voice was crying, her eyes were full of tears of grievance, and she looked pitifully at Xiyue.

"No, you did a good job, you misunderstood me, what I mean is that you have been in the palace for so many years, if you don't leave the palace, you will become an old woman, and you will not be able to get married." Xiyue joked half-truth Said.In the past few years, Fengge has developed very well. I am already 11 years old, and I can live a good life after leaving the palace. I am almost ready to leave the palace. When I leave the palace, Xiyue does not want to take care of Ning who has been taking care of me for so many years. Xiang stayed in this darkened palace, and died of old age, besides, she was 25 or [-], and it would be too late if she didn't find a good home for her.

"Slaves don't marry, as long as slaves stay by the side of the palace, they will serve His Highness for the rest of their lives." Ning Xiang's words were simple and sincere.

"In this case, as you wish, you can stay by my side until the day you want to leave." Xiyue promised Ning Xiang, and at the same time, there seemed to be a soft place in his heart that was touched by something.

Although the night has not yet fallen, the Chengde Hall has already been brightly lit, and the unwavering candlelight illuminates the entire hall. All the curtains and carpets have been replaced with festive red. Below are two long rows of desks, on which there are utensils for dining. The interior of the hall is grand and not extravagant. This is the place where Emperor Yuan held his birthday banquet.

Members of the royal family, foreign envoys and court ministers have gathered outside the Chengde Hall and gradually entered.Xiyue also brought Yuan Fei and Qi Ming to Chengde Palace, he came neither early nor late, just after the eldest prince Zhao Xirong.After Zhao Xirong took his seat, Xiyue also sat down on his lower head, Yuan Fei and Qi Ming accompanied him on both sides, the third prince Zhao Xiyu, and the fourth prince Zhao Xiren also arrived one after another.Then the envoys of various countries also took their seats. Because Beiyuan and Nanqi are much closer geographically than Dongyan, and the exchanges between the two countries are more frequent, the seats of the envoys of Nanqi were arranged on the right side of the throne, away from Emperor Yuan. nearest place.The princes sat on the left near the main seat, so Xiyue's seat was facing the envoy of Nanqi.

Before entering the arena just now, Xiyue felt that there was a gaze shot straight at Chengde himself from behind, and he didn't pay attention to it at first, until the gaze just now came from the opposite side, getting hotter and hotter, as if he was going to shoot himself out Only when a hole comes is the willingness to give up.Xi Yue had no choice but to follow that gaze, but he was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.

The young man is very handsome, with a face that is not fair, but sharp-edged and stern. His deep black eyes hide an invisible abyss, but at this moment, it seems that he has encountered something that drives him crazy. There is something in his eyes. An unknown flame is burning. Under the tall bridge of the nose is a pair of thin lips, which are slightly pursed, making people feel persistent and strong. The boy is tall, more than 1.8 meters five, but he does not appear thin or thin. Huge as a bear, but slender and straight, he is not wearing the wide-sleeved gown that Nanqi people like, but the narrow-sleeved and double-breasted clothing that is easy to move around, but what he wears reminds Xi of the previous Tang Dynasty in Chinese history. Chaohu clothing.

At first glance, Xiyue felt that this young man looked familiar, but he must have never seen it before, otherwise it would be impossible for him to have no memory at all. It was a bit strange for a while, until he saw Qi Ming who was pouring tea for him, he was surprised It turns out that this young man looks somewhat similar to Qi Ming, that's why he feels familiar.It's strange to say that they are all surnamed Qi, and their names are all related to Jin, and they look a bit alike. They shouldn't have any relationship, right?Xi Yue secretly guessed.

Zhao Xirong saw that Xiyue looked at the envoy of Nan Qi in a daze, so he automatically introduced him: "The young man opposite you is Qi Feng, the fourth prince of Nan Qi. He is seventeen years old, and he is the most valued prince of Emperor Hui of Nan Qi. It is rumored that he is the most likely to inherit the throne. However, it is strange that he has never heard of him ten years ago, and the information does not say how much he is valued by Emperor Hui, but this person has always been hidden. , people can't see through, he is the deputy envoy of the Nanqi envoy group this time.

Zhang Wenwen came from a famous family, although it was only a collateral line, but because of his extraordinary talent, he was favored by Emperor Hui, and he was accepted as a bachelor of the Imperial Academy.Many people in the world think that he was reused by Emperor Hui because of his outstanding literary talents, but it is not true. On the surface of the article, he is a scholar of the Imperial Academy, but his real identity is Emperor Hui's number one adviser.This time Emperor Hui sent him to assist the fourth prince Qi Feng to celebrate my birthday in Beiyuan, which shows how much Emperor Hui watched Qi Feng.

Sitting on Qi Feng's right hand was Nan Qi's General Cheng Wei, Nan Qi Shangwen, so there were not many famous generals in Nan Qi, but Cheng Wei was definitely one of the few good generals.

Zhao Xirong was already 14 years old. As the eldest son of the emperor, he was honored to be sent to the Ministry of Rites by Emperor Yuan to serve as the servant of the Ministry of Officials and assist him in receiving envoys from various countries.