right after

At the hour of Chen, the golden rooster had already rested its throat, and the sun had already shone on its buttocks. If it were usual, the minister would have finished his morning court and was on his way home.

Yan Zijin hugged Nuanyu Wenxiang, sleeping soundly in the wedding tent, suddenly shivered, opened his eyes in horror and sat up, lifted the cloth shoe covers on his feet and shouted: "It's bad, I'm going to be late... "

Hong Xiu was disturbed by him, turned over lazily, squinted his eyelids and said softly, "Master, don't you never go to the morning court?"

"Huh? What did you say?" Yan Zijin didn't hear clearly, turned her head and found a beautiful woman with fragrant shoulders lying on her side on the bed, racking her brains to recall the name of this brothel girl.

Hearing the man's voice, Hong Xiu felt something was wrong, she was more than half sleepy, turned around abruptly, and saw Yan Zijin's naked body, holding a coat in his hand, with a startled expression.

"Jiang Shi, why is it you!" Yan Zijin yelled when she realized that the woman who fought for [-] rounds last night was Jiang Shi in front of her, not Huaniang.

When Hongxiu looked at the face clearly, the soft and coquettish attitude faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye, and what was replaced was the paleness of blood loss.

Hongxiu hugged the brocade quilt, gritted her teeth and shivered, she actually had sex with Yan Zijin last night, her virginity was lost in the hands of a strange man, it's hateful!

"Jiang Shi, I..." Yan Zijin didn't expect that last night, he dismantled the goods that he was going to return in the future, and his head was confused for a while, thinking of saying something to turn around the embarrassing situation, but what he met was a pair full of tears. Killing red eyes.

"Ah, I didn't do it on purpose..." Yan Zijin saw her, rushed towards her with her graceful naked body, and was so frightened that she turned around and ran out the door.

"Damn it!" Hongxiu rushed to nothing, knelt on the cold ground, with red eyes, punched the tunnel angrily with clenched fists.

The blood flowed down the fist, fell to the ground, and shattered into fine dots of powder, just like her life was smashed to pieces last night.

She has lost her virginity and is no longer pure, how can she talk about being his woman again!Lord, is it possible to be ridiculed by marrying an unclean woman as a side concubine?

Hongxiu felt that his unfulfilled dream was shattered.She couldn't take a dirty body and serve the Lord as intimately as before.She can't deceive herself, and she doesn't want to deceive the master, that is the purest treasure in her heart.

All the culprits are the overcooked bowl of soup, Yan Zijin who stained his body, and Jiang Shi who intentionally made her unable to get away!

"I want your blood to pay homage to my wedding dress!

You cruelly deprived me of my happiness, I want you to die, hahahahahaha..."

Hongxiu smiled crazily, her winking eyes were blinded by hatred and anger, and the murderous intent of resentment permeated the entire pretty face horribly.

Hongxiu recalled Jiang Shi who was hiding under the chair seat, and the sweat medicine was about to wear off, so she quickly pulled up the clothes on the ground and put them on, and walked towards the direction she remembered.

There was no one on the road as Hongxiu walked all the way, the sedan chair was left in the side hall, and the door was not even closed.

Hongxiu pushed open the door, lifted the car curtain with a sneer, kicked off the lid of the box, and saw Jiang Shi who was still sleeping with her eyes closed, and her face turned ugly again.

Hong Xiu pulled her hair up, and slapped her thin face with a few slaps.

"Hmm..." Jiang Shi was sleeping soundly, unexpectedly, her hair was pulled up suddenly, several slaps fell on her face, she opened her eyes and saw a woman with the same face as her, and her drowsiness disappeared immediately.

"It's all, you bitch, I can't stay with you anymore!" Hongxiu crazily grabbed Jiang Shi's hair, hit the ground, punched and kicked Jiang Shi whose mouth was gagged.

Jiang Shi could only shrink back and roll back and forth, trying her best to avoid and reduce the damage from the beating.

"Is there anyone inside?" The maid sweeping the floor of Yan's mansion heard a lot of commotion in the side hall, as if there was a woman sobbing, and asked doubtfully as she dragged the broom and opened the door.

After the servant girl saw the scene clearly, she dropped the broom in fright, yelled, turned and ran away...

At this moment, the ferry that Hongxiu couldn't keep up with had already sailed out of the customs after a night. Because the boatman and customs officials were bribed, the process of getting out of the customs was smoother than expected.

The ship sailed against the wind on the river leading to the Northern Cold Territory.

Han Qing's body is like a straight iron nail, standing alone on the bow of the boat, looking at the clear waves and white waves constantly coming from afar, I don't know how long she stood there.

When Murong Bai thought about it, he groped around the pillow, put on his clothes and looked for him, and saw his vigorous and slender back, bathed in the golden sun, with his long and slender braids swaying slightly in the sea breeze.

On weekdays, Han Qing likes to weave thin braids like barbarians, until every time she untangles and cleans, her long black hair curled like seaweed will loosen.Murong Bai prefers the way he hangs his hair more selfishly, because it looks gentle.

Han Qing's disheveled hair is purely for washing and drying, and Li Junye also loves to let his hair hang down all year round, because he hates combing his hair and is lazy, until he lazily takes out the light blue hairband and tied it on his long black hair when he goes out .

"Why are you standing here alone?" Murong Bai stopped his wandering thoughts, stepped forward and stood side by side with him, looking at the lonely river in his eyes.

Han Qing blinked his eyes that were hurt by the sun, turned his head, stared at Murong Bai Qingjun's side face, and replied: "Think about something."

"But Yahehua who is worried about the red sleeves and seasickness?" Murong Bai turned his head to look at him, under the curled thick eyelashes, eyes as deep as ink.

Ye Hehua grew up in the north. Within a quarter of an hour after boarding the boat, he became very seasick. He was covered in cold sweat, his face turned pale, he vomited very badly, and even started to have a fever again.

Han Qing waited on Ye Hehua last night with her clothes untidy, and didn't close her eyes all night. It was not until Bailixi's subordinates went to help take care of the patients that Han Qing was able to get away and go back to sleep.

This trip to Muyun made Han Qing calm down a lot of his frivolity, and his arrogance and arrogance settled down a lot, and he became more calm and reliable, and more elusive.

"More than that." Han Qing sighed softly, intending to check on Yehehua's situation, and got off the bow first.

Ye Yuanshan appeared out of nowhere, and Han Qing bumped into his warm embrace.

"Could you talk about it together?" Ye Yuanshan said with a familiar grip on Han Qing's back, tilting his head and saying in a mean way.

"Let go!" Han Qing slanted his eyes towards the cheap hand that was touching his face, suppressing his anger, and warned coldly.

Instead of staying away, Ye Yuanshan stretched out his hand to touch Han Qing's bright and clean cheek, looked at his gorgeous and thick face, and said, "Huarang, you are getting more and more beautiful."

"One, two, three..." The corners of Han Qing's eyes twitched, and he counted indifferently while holding the dagger at his waist.

Ye Yuanshan had no eyesight at all, in front of Murong Bai, pinched Han Qingyin's cheek fascinatedly, and sighed: "This little face is still so tight and tactile."

Murong Bai looked at Han Qing's face that was getting darker and darker, and felt that Ye Yuanshan might not be far from being chopped off.

Sure enough, the next moment Han Qing drew out the dagger and swung it towards Ye Yuanshan's arm.

Ye Yuanshan took the opportunity to steal a kiss on Han Qing's cheek, stepped back, and nimbly dodged the sharp knife.

"you……"

Han Qing touched the wet and hot saliva on his face, raised his eyebrows angrily, and the saber in his hand became more fierce, but Ye Yuanshan's figure was as graceful as a fairy, and he easily avoided the saber to play, and even indirectly ate Han Qing The tofu on his body made Han Qing jump even more.

This person is not simple, Murong Bai stood on the side and observed silently, and quickly estimated the level of force of this person, at least on the same level as him,

Maybe even higher.

Looking at Ye Yuanshan from a distance, he should be older than himself, about 25 or 24 years old, but looking closer, his eyebrows and fingertips are full of innocence, so his age can be reduced to about [-] years old.

If Ye Yuanshan knew that he and Murong Bai were both 21 years old and only six months older, the old man who he judged to be 26 years old would definitely vomit blood and die.However, no matter in terms of body or appearance, he has always looked young and mature.

At the beginning, Han Qing thought that Ye Yuanshan, whose stature was close to that of an adult, should be four or five years older than himself, but Ye Yuanshan himself clarified that he was only two years older than him.

The "old" Ye Yuanshan silently digested this blow for a long time.

When Han Qing and Ye Yuanshan were fighting each other, the guards of Ye Hehua ran out and reported: "Mr. Han, your people are going on a hunger strike, saying that they want to see you before they die."

Han Qing immediately withdrew her knife when she heard the words, and ran into the cabin, ignoring the frivolous revenge behind her.

Ye Yuanshan was having fun, when Han Qing suddenly refused to accompany him, and resentfully got down from the top of the boat with Qinggong, just about to follow him to have a look, but a hand was blocked by his chest.

"Dare to ask, brother, what do you mean?" Ye Yuanshan bent his eyes with a smile, looked at the rather handsome man in front of him and asked kindly.

"Hwarang is my man, please don't provoke him." Murong Bai said seriously with his starry eyes.

"What if I want to provoke you?" Seeing Han Qing being sworn in, Ye Yuanshan tilted his head and said with a nonchalant smile.

"Draw your sword." Murong Bai was too lazy to say anything to these rascals.

"Hehe, is it revenge for the beauty? I'm afraid I can't forgive you." Ye Yuanshan yawned boredly, pushed Murong Bai's strong chest away, and left without interest.

Ye Yuanshan walked towards the boathouse, suddenly, there was a sharp long sword on the back of his neck, it was Murong Bai's personal favorite sword "Ruhong".

"Little brother, why are you more competitive than Hua Langer? How do you get along with each other in the future?" Ye Yuanshan lowered his body carefully, avoiding the cold sword on his neck, turned around to the person who couldn't make sense, and said helplessly, spreading his hands.

"Let's fight." Murong Bai said with a solemn expression, pointing his long sword at Ye Yuanshan's face all the time, and said coldly.

"All right, all right, come on, I don't need a sword anymore." Ye Yuanshan was convinced, put on a posture, and perfunctorily obeyed Murong Bai's revenge.

Murong Bai saw that he didn't use a sword, so he also put away his own sword, and rushed forward to duel seriously, the two of them exchanged moves, Ye Yuanshan raised his eyebrows and said: "Young man, you are quite skilled!"

Murong Bai was serious against the enemy and didn't want to talk to him, so Ye Yuanshan started to complain: "I have a sticky relationship with Hua Lang'er, we used to take off our clothes and sleep in the same bed every night, we kissed and hugged each other, So sweet, he is so fierce now, I am not allowed to touch him."

Murong Bai's eyes became more and more fierce, and he unconsciously let go of his hidden strength, but this caught Ye Yuanshan's heart.

Ye Yuanshan played hand to hand with him, while teasing with a smile: "Little brother, are you jealous?"

Murong Bai didn't say a word, Ye Yuanshan continued: "Don't look at Hua Lang'er who looks hard-hearted and cold-blooded, but after getting acquainted, he becomes soft, and he will treat you heart-to-heart and heart-to-heart Unswerving until death, how could there be such a lovely person."

Hwarang is so good, why do you need to talk about it, Murong Bai said in his heart.

Ye Yuanshan continued: "I don't know Hua Lang'er, did he tell you that he likes his younger sister Han Yan and wants to marry her sister as his wife? If she didn't have her in between me and Hua Lang, I would have already Hua Lang'er was abducted back home and became his wife."

"Shut up." Murong Bai punched Ye Yuanshan's wretched face.

Murong Bai heard that he had a Hua Lang on the left and a Hua Lang on the right. He clearly knew that Han Qing had cut off contact with him now, but it was not pleasant to hear him talk about Han Qing's past in his heart.

Seeing that Murong Bai's face was getting more and more smelly, Ye Yuanshan tilted his body slightly, fled to the boat cabin and said triumphantly, "I won't play with you anymore."

Murong Bai's punch was missed, he trembled with anger, his face was extremely ugly.He has been serious about his feelings for a long time, but in this guy's eyes it is just a joke.I really don't know how Hwarang made friends in this kind of game life before.

When Murong Bai walked into Ye Hehua's cabin, Ye Yuanshan had already rushed to Han Qing's side, grasping Ye Hehua's pulse, and pretending to be a doctor, he said: "This little guy won't die for a while, don't you I'm exhausted."

Only then did Han Qing feel relieved. Facing the extremely pale Ye Hehua who was pillowed on his lap, he cursed and said, "Don't think about it, what kind of guest died in a foreign country, don't think about any last words."

Ye Hehua's clear eyes lit up, and he asked Ye Yuanshan weakly: "Am I really not going to die?"

"Well, as long as you eat and drink medicine obediently, you won't die." Ye Yuanshan comforted him pretending to be very skilled in medicine.

It turned out that Ye Hehua suffered from severe seasickness, and his mind was a little confused due to the high fever and pain. Thinking of the long journey, his health was getting worse and worse, and he had to meet guests and die in a foreign land. He wanted to confess his last words while his mind was still clear. .

"Okay, now you should eat the porridge." Han Qing reluctantly scooped up a spoonful of vegetable porridge, and gently fed it into Ye Hehua's mouth like coaxing a child.

Ye Hehua was actually seasick, couldn't eat anything, and would vomit even if he ate, but Han Qing had never been so gentle, caring and loving him like a real brother.

Ye Hehua leaned on his soft thigh, stared at Han Qing's gentle and beautiful face, swallowed the porridge mouthful, reluctant to close his eyes, and the seasickness and pain seemed to be relieved.

Everyone always thinks that Ye Hehua is a lucky boy...