right after

In the middle of the night, the wedding banquet slowly ended, and the groom and Mei Jiaoniang both entered the bridal chamber.

"Young master, stay here and don't move. I'll get you some hangover soup..." The steward Yan Bo lowered his head and told the drunk Yan Zijin to stay on the table, but he came from the kitchen with a bowl of hangover soup , the drunk disappeared.

The bright moon is falling to the west, and on the ridge of the wilderness, a drunken man hums like an actor: "The beauties are in pairs, and the birds on the branches are envious, eh, eh, oops, oops, who pushed the young master into the field?" In the middle of the song..." In the middle of the song, the sound was suddenly cut off, and there was a curse in the open night, Yan Zijin climbed up the field ridge in a panic, staggered and fell back.

Mingyue was mischievous and hid in the clouds from time to time. Yan Zijin crawled for a long time and fell down several times, as if competing with the field ridge that was only half a person tall.

After waiting for half an hour, Yan Zijin climbed up from the field pit, already in a mess, looking around the strange place with confused eyes, thirsty and thirsty, wanting to drink water.

Unexpectedly, when he raised his eyes, he suddenly saw a dim light shining in a room ahead in the darkness. He couldn't help being overjoyed, and staggered to borrow some water.

Yan Zijin yelled several times outside the door, but no one answered, she pushed it open, the door opened by itself, the inner hall was pitch black, and a woman's weeping could be heard faintly from the inner room.

Yan Zijin stood at the door stupidly with his head tilted, the moonlight illuminated his snow-white back and the word "Han Fu" on the mansion.

A gust of cold wind blew by, Yan Zijin shrank her head, her eyes were clear for a while, and then she fell into a deeper slump after drinking, and she entered the room boldly and said: "Girl, I'll drink water as an excuse."

Yan Zijin looked for the faint light in a daze, and pushed open the door of the room where the woman was crying. The flickering candles in the room, because of the opening of the door, blown up the oil stars, and went out with a "puchi", and the room suddenly into darkness.

Yan Zijin kicked the wine jars all over the floor, staggered, and landed on a soft and warm object, full of women's rouge body fragrance and strong alcohol smell.

"Master, you came to see me..." The woman embraced him tremblingly, kissed him happily, and said drunkly and enthusiastically.

Yan Zijin didn't know, so he was kissed and smelled of alcohol, and he didn't know which gentle town he was in. He touched the softness of the fabric with his hands, and said nonsense in his mouth: "Little lady takes good care of me, and your money is indispensable..."

"Master, you're bad~" the woman yelled, and Yan Zijin's whole body became hot from the yelling, and she didn't know what was in the cloud, she just wanted to press this crabapple under her body and show off her glory...

As the sun rose and the moon set, in a house in the wilderness, there were sudden screams one after the other, which startled the birds in the trees, and then a man was kicked out of the window and fell to the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Hongxiu tightly pulled the collar, pointed at the long sword, stared at the enemy outside the window with red eyes and cursed: "Dengtuzi, you actually sneaked into the house while I was drunk and insulted me, I will kill you!"

"I didn't do it on purpose..." Yan Zijin never expected that the one who slept last night was not the lady of the brothel yard, but Han Qing's woman, regretting not falling.

"Don't run away, I'm going to kill you, ah..." Hongxiu jumped out of the window and accidentally twisted her foot, Yan Zijin saw the opportunity and immediately got up Tao Zhiyao.

Hongxiu covered her painful feet with tears streaming down her face. Seeing Yan Zijin running away without a trace, she was angry and angry. When she was in the market yesterday, she heard with a delay that sister Jing was killed by General Gui Fang, and Han Qing almost lost his head. Lost his life, in pain, bought a large cart of wine.

She didn't expect to be drunk, and someone sneaked into the mansion in the middle of the night to insult her, what's the point of her being alive!

Hongxiu raised her sword and was about to wipe her neck to die, when Yan Zijin ran back and snatched the sword from her hand, shouting: "Girl Hongxiu, you can't do it, you can't do it..."

"I'm going to kill you..." Hongxiu grabbed Yan Zijin and beat him hard. Yan Zijin didn't dare to fight back, and of course he couldn't.

"Wait, I'll forgive you for killing my parents. You don't need to kneel in front of my parents' grave every day. Don't hit me, don't hit me..." Yan Zijin thought that it was her fault, Come up with a conditional exchange.

"Even if I kill you, I won't let go of my hatred. You bastard, you bullied me over and over again, and I will never let you go!" Hong Xiu scratched Yan Zijin's face and pinched his Neck hate said.

"It's my fault. It was my fault for drinking. I am willing to bear the fault. If you are willing, I will marry you and give you a title." Yan Zijin couldn't think of any other way, so he could only say this.

"I'm the wife of my master Mingmei, who cares about you, a toad, giving me a title." Hongxiu heard his ridiculous words, angrily and funny, and scolded bitterly.

"..."

Han Qing, who was far away in Beihan at the moment, didn't know that he was being cuckolded, nor did he know the man-made disaster he was about to face.

It has been almost half a year since Bei Hanjing left him, and Han Qing often has the illusion that she just left yesterday.He lived in a muddle and didn't dare to sleep alone. He had insomnia and dreams every night, so he had to order agarwood.

In the past few days, Bai Bian had to go back to the Yaowang Valley to collect medicines. After the two of them left for three days, Han Qing realized that he was already used to Bai Bian's meticulous attention to him, and the absence of his caress by his pillow at night made him extremely unaccustomed .

It's hard for Han Qing to define what kind of affection he has for Bai Bian, a male concubine. He doesn't count as liking or disliking, but it is very important to him. This level is no less than that of Bei Han Jing and Hong Xiu.

However, on the seventh day, when Bai Bian stepped into the princess mansion with a basket of herbs on his back, Han Qing, who was sitting in the yard playing chess with Murong Bai, saw that his eyes were hot, dropped the chess piece in his hand, and rushed forward impatiently, hugging Murong Bai. Bai Bian just gnawed fiercely, sniffing deeply the smell that belonged to him.

Bai Bian was obviously frightened, Han Qing had never been in front of others like this, and his enthusiasm for him was like a burning fire.

Han Qing tugged at his belt, raised a pair of hands full of lust, and said with a deep voice, "I really underestimated the ecstasy soup you gave me."

Bai Bian smiled happily, with one black and one white eyes, there was a touch of incomprehensible obscurity in the depths.

Murong Bai put down the pawns in his hand, fearing that if he stayed, Han Qing would do something even more outrageous in front of him, so he left silently.

If he had been able to deceive himself in the past that Han Qing didn't like men, and he had a life-saving grace for Bai Bian, but now he couldn't continue.

What is burning in Han Qing's eyes now is not concealed, maybe he didn't even notice it.

"Hee hee... Are you in love with me?" Bai Bian pressed Han Qing down on the chess pieces, and asked with passion in his eyes.

"I think it fell into your hands." Han Qing looked directly into Bai Bian's eyes, one black and one silver, and unceremoniously reciprocated his feelings. Soon the chess pieces on the table fell to the ground scatteredly, and the servants shy retreated.

After an intense and passionate meal in the courtyard, Han Qing looked at Bai Bian across from him in the bucket, and belatedly said, "How do I feel, you are different this time when you come back."

"Hehe, why don't you like my differences?" Bai Bian smiled mysteriously, with a smug slyness in his eyes.

"No, you like everything you look like." Han Qing suppressed the strangeness in her heart, the more she looked at Bai Bian, the more pleasing to her eyes, and kissed him proactively.

"Would you like me if I was wearing someone else under my skin?" Bai Bian was quickly provoked by Han Qing, turned passive into active, and played with Han Qing in his hands, his silver eyes were particularly evil.

Han Qing broke out in a cold sweat instantly, looked up at Bai Bian's joking face, and breathed a sigh of relief, how could the same skin be duplicated in the world?

Ever since Bai Bian installed Fan Moya's silver eyes, he always had a strange feeling, especially when looking at that silver eye, as if looking at Fan Moya himself, he was always distracted.

"Cover up your silver eyes tomorrow. I prefer black eyes." Han Qing demanded while touching Bai Bian's silver eyes.

"Oh? Really? But I like the silver eyes better, and I want to cover up the black eyes." Bai Bian squeezed Han Qing's wrist, put his head down and kissed Han Qing.

"Whatever you want." Just as Han Qing finished speaking, Bai Bian entered him for the second time in dissatisfaction, and said in his ear, "I will not follow your preference."

"Aren't these all your things?" Han Qing whispered with dim eyes.

"Have you forgotten, I can change my head." Bai Bian stroked Han Qing's flushed face and said with a strange and strange smile on his face.

Yes, since Bai Bian can change his head, why can't he put someone else's head on him?

Han Qing pushed Bai Bian away instantly in shock, and backed away in fear, Bai Bian grabbed Han Qing who was successfully frightened, and laughed.

Han Qing finally realized that she was being tricked, and wanted to beat Bai Bian angrily, but was firmly caught by him.

"Don't make such a joke!" Han Qing suddenly felt a pain in his neck when he heard him change his head.

"Hehe, I'm not joking with you anymore. No matter who I am, I will be turned upside down by your fascinated look." Bai Bian comforted Han Qing and said, Han Qing leaned into his body and said, "Then I won't be eliminated by you." People outside are fascinated."

"Hehe, really?" Bai Bian whispered in his ear mysteriously, with a sexy and low tone, carrying a kind of lingering interest.When Bai Bian came back this time, not only did his impression change, but his way of speaking also changed.

"Don't look so weird!" Han Qing was not used to it, so she patted him angrily and said.

"Don't be angry, Snake, I'll be your little white rabbit, okay?" Bai Bian changed back to his usual way of speaking, his voice was clear and clean, with a unique crispness and simplicity.

Seeing his familiar face, Han Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and somehow remembered that Bai Bian woke up every night, saying that he dreamed that someone beheaded him from behind, took his face away, and lived in his place!

Han Qing frowned slightly, and asked casually, "Have you still had that nightmare recently?"

"I won't do it! Because I dreamed that I killed the murderer." Bai Bian said with a smile, with a little complacency.

"Who is the murderer?" Han Qing gripped the edge of the tub tightly.

"Hehe, is this a secret?" Bai Bian's crystal-clear eyes began to play hide-and-seek with him.

Han Qing turned cold, pushed Bai Bian away, and said dismissively: "Since you don't want to say it, then don't tell me for the rest of your life."

"Hehe, Qingqing, your temper is still so fiery!" Bai Bian approached Han Qing, put his chin on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear softly.

Han Qing stared at Bai Bian in disbelief.In this world, how could anyone change their own head!