The prince is very fierce

The Prince is Fierce, Chapter 6 of Hidden Dragon Scale Shadow, Spring River Moonlit Night, the first year of Jianping, February 18.

The rain stopped for days, and the Chu land, thousands of miles away, was moistened by the rain, and it was already colorful without anyone noticing.

Under the warm spring sun, drums were beating like thunder on the battle bank of Dongting Lake, and 50,000 elite soldiers of the Western Liang Army, fully armored, boarded 300 warships in an orderly manner.

Two hundred thousand soldiers from various places were waiting in Ezhou, waiting for the vanguard army to gain a foothold in Luotian County on the south bank of the Yangtze River, and then they could cross the river in large numbers and attack Luzhou, the frontline military fortress of the four kings in the east.

Black flags were flying on Dongting Lake, and the black-armored soldiers neatly arranged on the deck raised their swords; the shiny new artillery was sticking out of the muzzles from both sides of the ship, and the solemn and majestic military appearance seemed to be able to crush all obstacles in the world.

Xu Buling stood on the top of the warship, with the commander Yang Zunyi and military advisor Yue Jiulou standing on the left and right, and Yang Guanyu, Xu Ying and many other generals of the Xiliang Army behind him.

After everyone boarded the ship, Xu Buling pointed a three-foot-long sword at Jiangnan and shouted:

"All troops, attack!"

"Kill"

"Kill"

"Kill"

The shouts went straight to the sky.

The twenty gunboats in the front took up their anchors and slowly sailed into the Yangtze River with the help of the sails, followed by the rest of the ships.

The mighty fleet almost blocked the vast river surface, and the dense merchant ships were anchored on both sides of the river. Merchants, merchants, scholars and warriors were all in awe and silent, watching this army, which was already invincible in the world, slowly heading south.

Chen Si Ning was wearing silver armor, holding a scimitar in his hand, standing with his back straight behind Xu Bu Ling. Even though he was not a member of the Xiliang Army, he was also infected by the majestic military power. His beautiful peach blossom eyes showed a bit of arrogance of "with a sword in hand, the world is mine".

Ning Qingye was still the same as before, serving as Xu Bu Ling's personal soldier. He was naturally cold and expressionless. He looked more like a serious master than Chen Si Ning. He just occasionally glanced at Chen Si Ning and stood up straighter to avoid being compared with Chen Si Ning, who was more skilled in martial arts.

The fleets set sail one after another, and Xu Bu Ling put away the sword and handed it to the general Yang Zunyi.

Xu Bu Ling is now the "lord", and his only role is to be the "commander", which is considered a mascot to suppress the battle. There are generals of the Xiliang Army in the war, Xiao Qi and spies all over the world for intelligence, and the Su Wang and hundreds of ministers in Chang'an City for logistics. There are really few things that he really needs to solve personally.

It is not a good habit for the people in power to do everything personally. There are too many things to do in an army of hundreds of thousands of people, and one person cannot finish them all. Grasping the general direction and shocking the generals under his command are what the people in power should do. This is the difference between a "general" and a "general".

Yueyang is nearly 400 miles away from Ezhou. It will arrive tomorrow night if it goes downstream along the turbulent river.

After the fleet set sail, many generals also dispersed one after another and returned to the ship building to recuperate or discuss the arrangement of the bench shore.

After saying goodbye to Yang Zunyi, Xu Buling turned around and walked to the room on the top floor, and took a look at the back of the fleet.

The building ship that Xiao Qi was riding was with the fleet transporting food and supplies. It would set out to catch up after gaining a foothold in the south of the Yangtze River tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. At this time, it was still on the shore of Dongting Lake and had not set sail.

On the deck of the ship, you can vaguely see many colorful girls, even Lu Hongluan, who is still pregnant, ran over. Lu Hongluan's family is in Jinling, and she will definitely go back if she has the chance.

A dozen girls, each holding a telescope, looked out on the deck. When they saw him looking over, they waved and shook their hands.

Xu Buling raised his hand and shook it, indicating that he saw it.

Chen Si Ning followed behind him seriously, and when he was away from other generals and personal soldiers, he asked in a slightly serious and low voice:

"General, we will attack Luotian County tomorrow night. Dongyue has deployed heavy troops there. I'm afraid it will be a fierce battle. Aren't you nervous?"

This "general" was obviously very into the play, and even the voice could be lowered and made a little thicker.

Xu Buling turned around and smiled:

"It's come to this, how can we be nervous? Go downstream and fight from west to east. They may not receive the news until halfway through the boat. The defender of Luotian County is Qin Jing, a veteran of the Chu Army, nicknamed 'Qin Paopao'. We are old rivals and know each other well. When the fleet arrives, bombard him for half an hour. If he doesn't turn into Huoshan, I will respect him as a man."

The words were a bit arrogant. Chen Si Ning was a princess of a country after all. She had a broad vision and experience. She gently advised:

"It's not good to be too conceited. People who looked down on their opponents in ancient times suffered a great loss. What if he doesn't retreat in half an hour?"

"Then bombard him for another half an hour until he runs away I've been preparing for half a year, and the shells and gunpowder are enough to blow Hangzhou into a basin. "

Xu Buling shook his head, opened the door and entered, and threw the tiger talisman to Nightingale who was waiting in the study:

"I really don't look down on people. 50,000 main forces of the Xiliang Army and 200,000 government soldiers are fighting the panicked young men in Jiangnan; 300 artillery pieces, the shortest range is equivalent to the bed crossbow, the weather is clear and there is no wind or rain, and the bunkers along the coast of Luotian County can stop me, unless Qin Jing learns from Liu Xiu's method in front of the battle and throws a meteorite to hit me, the probability is lower than that of Manzhi against the Ten Wu Kui Meng killing the opponent. "

Chen Si Ning was puzzled when she heard it, but after careful thinking, it seemed to be necessary.

Nanyue surrendered to Northern Qi and was in civil strife. The only remaining Dongyue was still in disarray and the people were in panic. The only one who could fight was the Liaoxi Army from Youzhou. Moreover, they did not have a powerful weapon such as artillery in battle, and they were also in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River. If they could still lose the battle, they would have to commit suicide on the battlefield.

Ning Qingye walked beside her, unable to understand all this nonsense. She only knew that this trip was to wrap up, and there was no equal opponent in the world. She closed the door, took off the silver helmet on her head, and asked:

"Xu Buling, when you finish conquering Jiangnan and Northern Qi, you will become the emperor, right?"

Chen Sining blinked and was quite interested in this question. She nodded and said:

"If God doesn't take what he wants, he will be blamed for it. If he says he doesn't want to be a leader now, do you believe that the tens of thousands of soldiers and five powerful men outside will kill him first?"

Xu Buling sat down behind the desk and said helplessly:

"My father is still alive. After the fight, he changed from the heir to the prince. Nothing has changed. I just live a more stable life."

Chen Sining said with a smile: "What's the difference? You are only in your early twenties, Prince Su is your only son, and you are the one who fought the battle. As long as you don't die young, you will be the emperor sooner or later."

"That's not necessarily the case. If I get turned around by the babies and the others every day, maybe my father can really send me away first."

Ning Qingye obviously understood the meaning of these dirty words, narrowed her eyes slightly and snorted:

"You still know? Who asked you to find so many."

Chen Sining blushed a little and said softly: "Don't say these unlucky things. Wenrou Township is the Tomb of Heroes. You just need to pay more attention in the future."

Xu Buling chuckled and had no comment on this. After all, it was impossible for him to pay attention.

The only thing he cherishes is his wife around him, whether he rebels or kills the emperor, all for the sake of allowing those around him to have a stable environment and be happy for the rest of their lives.

If you can't even satisfy your wife, even if you become the invincible king of the Central Plains, what's the point?

That night, Luotian County, Luzhou.

On the south bank of the Yangtze River, countless Dongyue troops lined up on the river bank to defend themselves. They built countless fortresses, trenches, and city walls. They built nearly a dozen forts in an area of ​​500 miles from Luotian County to the outpost fortress Luzhou. line of defense.

With the wealth of Jiangnan and nearly a year of preparations, this barrier would have been unbreakable in any dynasty in history. Even if Zuo Zhe, the god of war, came first, he would probably be disappointed.

But at this moment, Luoshan County Guard Qin Jing didn't have any joy on his face.

On the newly built city walls along the river, Qin Jing patrolled back and forth in battle armor. From time to time he urged engineers to strengthen the city defenses and dig cat-ear holes in the ground to avoid artillery fire. He wished he could build a dam more than ten feet high and more than ten feet thick on the riverside. .

Since the Four Kings raised their armies, Qin Jing can be said to be the worst general, fighting Xu Buling from beginning to end.

The one who was beaten in Nanyang was dumbfounded, the one who was beaten in Xiangyang lost his helmet and armor, the one who was beaten in Jingmen was so scared that he was frightened by the news, the one who was beaten in Yueyang was speechless, and from Nanyang, which is adjacent to Guanzhong Road, he has been beaten. Drive him to Ezhou across the river.

If this kind of record was placed before Jiazi, he would probably have his head chopped off when he defeated Xiangyang and be regarded as a typical example of a 'stupid general'.

But the four kings in the east couldn't kill Qin Jing. Qin Jing is a famous general in Chu, and his talents are not low. He is as famous as Guo Xianzhong, Yang Zunyi and other frontier generals who are in charge of an army. He is simply unbeatable in this battle. The gap in hard power is too big. Moreover, Qin Jing had at least fought against Xu Buling. If he had been replaced by another general, his record would have been even worse than Qin Jing's.

Seeing that the weather was getting sunny and warm, and there were more and more dark troops on the other side of the river, Qin Jing knew that the Xiliang army was coming again. He was so anxious that he felt as if he hadn't gone to the latrine for half a month, his face was livid and he was sweating, but Nothing can be done.

"General!"

When Qin Jing was in a panic, the deputy general ran over. His face was pale and he did not dare to speak loudly. He came close to Qin Jing and whispered:

"General, something serious has happened."

Qin Jing trembled, but he already knew what was going on. He quickly pulled the deputy general to a secluded place and said angrily:

"Xu Bu Ling is here?"

The deputy general nodded quickly: "The spies came with news that the main force of the Xiliang Army in Yueyang began to assemble last night, and I'm afraid they have already boarded the ship and set off. There are 300 ships, including 20 new ships loaded with artillery. If this is Press over here..."

Qin Jing's face turned pale: "What are you still waiting for? We'll arrive tomorrow night at most, why don't you hurry up and get the three armies ready for battle!"

The deputy general's face turned bitter: "We are preparing for battle every day, but how can we defend this place? The Wukui artillery can hit eight miles at the longest, and the widest part of the river is only six miles, and the narrowest part is less than two miles. The Xiliang Army On the opposite side of the river, this place can be blown up. There are deserters in the military camp every day. If this order is passed, one-third of the defenders will be able to escape before the Xiliang army comes over..."

Qin Jing's face turned pale and he glared angrily: "What should we do? If we can't defend it, we won't defend it?"

The deputy general said bitterly: "We must defend, but we can't stand and get beaten, right? At least stay away from the river, or we retreat to Luotian County..."

"Fuck your motherfucker."

Qin Jing was furious: "We didn't guard the natural dangers of the Yangtze River, but we sent them back to guard the county. More than 200,000 troops came ashore and they could push them across without artillery. We need to attack Luotian County? Can't we go from both sides?"

The deputy general's face turned bitter: "This river is a natural hazard for us, but not for them. If we don't retreat..."

"The King of Chu has already spoken. If you tie a dog by the river, it can bite Xu Buling twice. If I retreat again, I will just take my head and go back to apologize. You can just ask me to kill myself."

The deputy general pursed his lips: "Indeed, if you stand here and don't retreat, you can still die in battle, with great vigor..."

"Damn you!"

Qin Jing was furious, raised his hand and slapped the deputy general twice on the forehead, and then paced back and forth, not knowing what to say.

After all, the current situation is like this, either die standing or kneeling, Qin Jing is dead anyway.

The deputy general stood in front of him, not daring to persuade him. After a moment of silence, he plucked up the courage, took a step forward, and whispered:

"General, the civil strife in the Northern Qi Dynasty, the surrender of South Vietnam, the people in the south of the Yangtze River are panicking, and the situation in the world has become clear. In ancient times, the sons of destiny who ruled the world always died whoever stood in their way. As soon as the Xiliang army arrived, all the officers and soldiers under his command and the surrounding people died in vain. This is recorded in the annals of history. You still have to bear the infamy. The general has always loved his soldiers as his own sons. Now is the time. In order to prevent tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians from dying in vain, it is actually a righteous act to bear some infamy..."

Qin Jing paused, drew his knife and put it on the deputy general's neck:

"You advise me to surrender without a fight?"

Anyway, he will die sooner or later. The lieutenant has already risked his life. He knelt down and said in a deep voice:

"How can we call it 'surrender' when we turn from darkness to light? The general's righteous act can save tens of thousands of soldiers and innocent people under his command. Chang'an is orthodox after all. Seeing that the general understands justice so well, he will definitely not treat him badly. General, think twice."

Qin Jing's eyes were furious and he patted the armor on his chest with his knife:

"This armor was a gift from the King of Chu. As long as I still have this armor, there is no way I, Qin Jing, will surrender to the Xu family!"

"well……"

……——

Huainan, Xiaojiazhuang.

At the beginning of the lanterns, Xiao Ting sat in the large study room, holding his cheeks with his hands, looking at the green lanterns on the table boredly, and asking from time to time:

"What time is it?"

The fat little maid next to her was helping Xiao Ting read a book and answered seriously:

"There's still half an hour until Xu Shi."

"Half an hour?"

Xiao Ting slumped on the Taishi chair, looking like he was about to die, and muttered:

"Auntie, why aren't you back yet? It's so difficult to be the head of this household. You have to get up before dawn and have to sit there until midnight. What's the point of this? Isn't it a waste of time?"

The little maid turned over a page of the book, shook her head and said:

"With so many things going on at home, it was not easy for every head of the family to go back to his room and go to bed on time. The eldest lady used to sit until midnight and had to get up before dawn. The young master is lazy and puts all the troubles on the second master and the others, otherwise he would definitely Not boring.”

"I am the head of the family. The head of the family must let his subordinates do things. There is no reason for him to do it himself."

"Then I help the young master read the book, but I can't even get into the young master's mind."

"When you want to use it, you just have to say no. It's not a big deal."

While the master and servant were talking to each other, footsteps came from outside the door.

Xiao Mo, the second head of the Xiao family, opened the door and entered the study with a very ugly expression on his face:

"Ting'er, King Wu has sent someone to ask us to go to Luzhou. Pack your things immediately and let Hua Jingting take you to Chang'an overnight."

"I'm not going."

Xiao Ting jumped up, ran to him, held his second uncle Xiao Mo's arm, and walked out the door:

"What are you going to do in Chang'an? I am the boss here. When I get to Chang'an, there are my father and my brother. They are both nerds. It is not as comfortable as here."

Xiao Mo frowned, shook his head and said:

"Don't be ridiculous. You know the current situation well. King Wu sent someone over to invite us to a banquet in Luzhou..."

"Why don't you just have a meal? It scares the second uncle. I have met King Wu, and his son was a classmate. You don't know how badly his son was bullied by me in Chang'an City. He was a big fat man. Once Inside the Yingchun Building..."

Xiao Mo's face darkened: "The imperial court is about to attack Jiangnan and will reach Luzhou soon. Let us go there at this time..."

"That's not good, Xu Buling is coming too. I haven't seen my nephew for a long time. I miss him quite a bit..."

While chatting, the two came to the outside of their ancestral home.

In the Zhuangzi with scattered buildings, all members of the Xiao family came outside and stood on the central avenue with solemn faces.

Outside the large stone archway, the lights were brightly lit, and five thousand Liaoxi troops were on tenterhooks and watching eagerly.

Wang Ruiyang and Wang Chenghai, the original governor of the Liaoxi Protectorate, stood in the middle on horseback, looking coldly at Xiaojiazhuang, which had been rooted in Jiangnan for thousands of years.

Hua Jingting and more than ten guests were standing in the archway, negotiating with him, but Wang Ruiyang and Wang Chenghai remained silent.

Xiao Ting walked out of the door and looked up to see the scene of an army pressing down on the enemy. His smile froze slightly and he turned around and said:

"Second uncle, go ahead. I'll pack your things right away. I'll burn some more paper money for you during the Qingming Festival. I know you like Xu Danqing's paintings the most. I'll definitely cheat Xu Buling and burn them for you someday."

Xiao Mo had a dark face: "You've already come out, and you still have to clean up your mess. Where can you put the Xiao family's face?"

"That's true, alas..."

Xiao Ting pursed his lips and walked out of the house again.

In the Xiao Family Manor, the Xiao clan members separated on the left and right to make way for a main road.

Xiao Ting straightened his clothes, led Xiao Mo to the front of the clansmen, and looked up at Wang Ruiyang above:

"Brother Wang, what do you mean by this? Bringing so many people here at night seems like a private fight with the boat gang. If you want to have a fight, why don't you say hello in advance? If you are so unruly, I will keep quiet next time. My nephew came over and barricaded the door of your house. My nephew is a ruthless person. If he kills someone, he won’t even keep a dog in the family. No, the woman must stay..."

Wang Ruiyang frowned, glanced at the coach of the Liaoxi Army next to him, then raised his hands and clasped his fists:

"Mr. Xiao, I'm really offended by your late night visit. King Wu has just acquired a few calligraphy and paintings recently. I don't know whether they are authentic or not. I would like to invite everyone from the Xiao family to come and taste them."

"Just for this matter, just send a message, why bother to bring so many people here."

"There is a war in Ezhou, and you are nobles of the Xiao family. When I come here to invite you, I must ensure your safety."

Xiao Ting laughed and walked forward:

"There is no need for so many people to go there. One person is enough to appreciate calligraphy and paintings. I am very good at this."

Wang Ruiyang shook his head: "The calligraphy and paintings of the prince are rare in the world. Only the elders of the Xiao family have the ability to distinguish the authenticity. Let's go there. We can't let His Royal Highness the King of Wu come in person."

Xiao Ting took a deep breath, looked back at the more than a thousand Xiao family members, nodded, and waved:

"Second uncle, let's go Let's go and take a look. Everyone else go back. It's already midnight and you're still not sleeping. What are you doing standing outside? "

The elders of the Xiao family, headed by Xiao Mo, are naturally bold and courageous as the helmsman of the first clan in a thousand years. After waving their hands to let the clan members go back, they followed Xiao Ting out of the archway. When passing by Wang Ruiyang, Xiao Mo shook his head and sighed:

"Four hundred years ago, when your Wang family just built the ancestral hall, the words were still asked to be written by a scholar from my Xiao family. I may have forgotten to tell your ancestors at that time. Don't throw all the eggs in one basket."

Wang Ruiyang raised his hand and saluted, but didn't say anything. After watching more than a dozen Xiao family members get on the car, he turned his horse's head and left with the Liaoxi army, which was on the verge of a fight...——

The jade plate was suspended in the air, and the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

The swaying fleet was rushing on the river. The lights on the boats were connected together. Looking down from the sky, it was like a sea of ​​stars flowing on the rolling river.

In the middle of the fleet, on the top floor of the warship, Chen Si Ning stood at the window of her room, holding a telescope and looking at the beautiful scenery of the river with interest; but more often, her eyes were still on the large ships around.

The neat and solemn appearance of the Xiliang Army, even if you look at it a hundred times, still makes people marvel from the bottom of their hearts. It feels like admiring an indestructible sword. Even if it is not your own, just looking at it can satisfy your eyes.

In the spacious living room in the center, Nightingale sat in the study and helped Xu Buling sort out the arrangements reported by the generals. They were all details of the attack on Luotian County tomorrow. Xu Buling had already read them and sorted them into a book for future reading.

In the bedroom in the inner room, Xu Buling sat on the couch and wiped his iron mace. As the saying goes, a sword matches a hero. This iron mace can be said to be the most handy weapon Xu Buling has ever used. Although there is only one, it does not affect its indestructible killing power at all.

Ning Qingye also sat on the couch, wiping the snow-white sword given by Xu Buling. There was a small table between them with a green lamp on it.

Ning Qingye's armor had been removed and he was dressed in casual clothes, still men's clothes, but his proud chest could not be concealed. At this time, he was wiping the "Buling Sword" with a lamp, looking like a handsome swordsman with unusually developed chest muscles.

Ning Qingye was aloof and cold, and she never spoke much. People always said that she listened. But sitting with the closest man, it always felt wrong to be silent. Seeing the words "act without orders" on the blade, she thought for a moment and said:

"When I saw these words before, I thought it meant "acting on one's own initiative without listening to orders", and I thought it was quite in line with your style. Later, I asked Master and found out that it means "a person with a clear conscience has nothing to fear."

Xu Buling was a little amused: "What do you mean by a person with a clear conscience has nothing to fear? It means that if you have a good character, you don't need orders, and the people below will do what you say."

Ning Qingye snorted softly, as if he didn't agree with this.

Xu Buling put down his iron mace, turned around, picked up the teacup on the small table and took a sip:

"Why, do you think there is something wrong with me saying this?"

Ning Qingye looked at the sword in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then said calmly:

"There was a problem in the first place. You and I met for the first time in Chang'an City, and you pretended to be a pig and ate the tiger. You were obviously very skilled in martial arts, but you let me hug you and took advantage of me. This is called deceiving in the dark room, not a gentleman's chivalrous act, and not upright."

Xu Buling raised the corner of his mouth, not feeling guilty at all:

"Everyone has a love for beauty, and this is also human nature. Think about it, in the middle of the night, a stunning beauty rushed over, picked me up and ran away, and she didn't threaten me. If I didn't resist, I would be a bit beastly, and if I resisted, I would be worse than a beast..."

"What kind of perverse logic is this? You are just lustful."

Ning Qingye glanced at Xu Buling, saying this, but there was no dissatisfaction in his eyes. After all, no matter how cold a beauty is, she will be happy if she is praised for her beauty by the person she likes.

The fleet sailed slowly on the river, the moonlight sprinkled from the window and fell on the floor of the room. Before they knew it, the full moon was in the sky and the night was deep.

Ning Qingye carefully polished her sword and chatted with Xu Buling casually, as if she had forgotten the time. After all, she didn't have many opportunities to be alone with Xu Buling.

As the saying goes, 'the most beautiful thing is the eyes in front of the lamp'. Under the dim light, Ning Qingye's cold and beautiful face became more gentle, and her sharp eyes softened a little. She looked more like a lover who was carefully helping her husband polish his sword.

As Xu Buling spoke, his eyes could not help but wander over Qingye's figure. Although she was wearing men's clothes, her proud figure could not be concealed. Her straight back made her clothes look particularly plump. She sat on the edge of the couch, with the hem of her robe tightly pressed against her skin, outlining a full-strength curve under her waist. The fabric had no wrinkles at all. With the help of the light, she could see every detail under the fabric...

Ning Qingye was speaking softly, and he noticed Xu Buling's unfriendly gaze. He paused in wiping his sword and looked up.

The four eyes met.

Xu Bu Ling curled his lips meaningfully. ! !

Ning Qingye secretly thought something was wrong, and her expression became a little more serious. She blocked the edge of the sword in front of her and covered her buttocks with her hands:

"Xu Bu Ling, this is a military camp, don't mess with the rules."

Xu Buling raised his eyebrows: "From now on, I set the rules. If I stick to them, why would I bother to fight so hard?"

While talking, Xu Buling stood up, took off the long sword in Qingye's hand, inserted it into the scabbard, and threw it aside.

Ning Qingye raised her cheeks and looked at the handsome man just a few feet away in front of her. Her face was still cold, but her eyes were a little panicked. She shrank back and wanted to get up:

"Don't mess around, there will be a war tomorrow..."

"I've been resting for several days. Relaxing before the battle will help me maintain my fighting strength."

Xu Buling held Qingye's shoulders, sat down next to him, bent over and picked up Qingye's legs, took off the white boots and socks, showing the graceful feet, put them in his arms, and took off the other one. .

With delicate and gentle movements, Ning Qingye arched her insteps and her cheeks were stained with a blush. She knew she couldn't resist Xu Bu Ling, so she could only raise her hand and hold the bulging skirt:

"How about I do this to you? That kind of thing is really uncomfortable. I don't like it..."

Xu Buling curled his lips, climbed onto the couch, and pushed Qingye's shoulders slightly:

"I know you don't like it, so don't do that today. Let's do something normal."

Ning Qingye fell on the couch, pushing Xu Buling's chest with her delicate hands, frowning, her eyes slightly disgusted:

"Do you still have normal things in your mind?"

Xu Buling laughed, turned over and lay next to Qingye, raised his hand to untie the belt around her waist:

"The front and the back are all pretty normal to me. If you think that's abnormal, then change it to something you think is normal."

I think it's normal...

Ning Qingye frowned, thought for a moment, and finally realized what Xu Bu Ling was going to do. Her Qingshui eyes widened a bit, and she quickly closed her shirt, looking a little nervous:

"How can this be done... We haven't gotten married yet, so why should we settle for nothing first?"

Xu Bu Ling frowned and looked slightly displeased:

"Why are you so pretentious, Senior Sister? How can you evaluate Master like this?"

Senior sister?

Ning Qingye felt even weirder, she pushed gently:

"I...I said it myself, this kind of thing, before marriage, feels unethical..."

The words are hesitant.

Xu Buling curled his lips. Yuhe said that he should press Qingye more and don't delay it for too long. In fact, he felt that it was a bit long. Seeing that Ning Qingye's resistance was weak, he made a compromise and turned Qingye's back to him:

"Forget it then, it's still later."

Ning Qingye shrank slightly and quickly turned back to lie down, with a little shame and anger in her eyes:

"Can't you stop messing around? How about I call Nightingale in?"

Xu Buling's eyes lit up slightly: "Okay, it's more fun for the three of us together, but I'm afraid it will be more embarrassing for you."? !

Three people?

Ning Qingye shook her head quickly. If Xu Buling refused to let her go, she definitely didn't want to bring anyone over to watch the show.

Ning Qingye and Xu Buling have known each other for such a long time, and they have even done things like sleeping with four people together, and have been exposed to places that should not be touched. In fact, the defenses in their hearts are not as stubborn as before, but this kind of thing, She couldn't agree directly.

Ning Qingye was not good at words. She didn't know what to say and couldn't stop Xu Buling. She simply turned her head away and tried to get away with it.

Xu Buling waited for a while, but when Qingye didn't answer, he turned Qingye over again and lifted up her skirt.

"Oops~"

Ning Qingye quickly turned back and came face to face with Xu Buling, her eyes slightly cold:

"How do you know how to bully women? I... ugh"

Lips meet.

Xu Buling frowned, turned over and pressed Qing Ye, and threw the robe aside.

Ning Qingye's eyes widened and she was confused as usual. She looked at Xu Buling blankly. When she came back to her senses, all that was left was her torn bellyband.

Ning Qingye trembled slightly, quickly turned her head, and gently pushed Xu Buling:

"Don't be serious, I..."

Xu Buling put his arms around Qingye's neck and lowered his head to look carefully:

"Really don't want to?"

Ning Qingye paused slightly, biting her lower lip, and looked at the handsome man above her, not knowing what to say. It was just like the first kiss in Chang'an City, walking hand in hand in Suzhou, and being watched in Luliang. , she is the one who is forced to accept it. She wants to resist but can't. How can she say 'I do'?

But are you really unwilling in your heart?

Maybe it was the first time she was forcefully kissed, but it was hard to tell the difference later, because when the two were walking hand in hand on the street, she looked very reluctant, but in her heart she never thought about letting go, and she secretly Experience the novel and nervous feeling.

Ning Qingye pursed her lips and turned her head away, not looking at Xu Buling, as if she would neither cater nor refuse.

With a smile in his eyes, Xu Bu Ling pushed up his bellyband and continued to lick Qingye's face...

"Woo~"

Ning Qingye closed her eyes and opened her mouth, as if she wanted to speak, but in the end she didn't make any sound. She just raised her arms with a slight hesitation, hugged Xu Buling, and made no move.

Rustling, rustling...

There were only two quick and slow breaths left in the room.

After a long time...

"Senior sister, don't be nervous. Master likes it so much that he wants to kill me."

"Forget it, Master. It feels weird. The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. You... please give me a good time."

"Maybe there is only pain, but no pleasure."

"Hmm?...Ah you..."

The delicate voice was soft and sobbing.

Ning Qingye suddenly raised her swan-like neck, her face flushed, and the nails of her slender fingers pierced into Xu Buling's back skin. She couldn't make a sound for a long time, and tears fell instantly.

After a while...

"Does it hurt?"

"It's... It's okay, I'll just treat it as a needle prick."? ? ?

Needle?

...

The cold and long night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

The green lamp on the table went out silently.

The boat sailed in the spring water of the river, and the bright moonlight fell on the iron mace and the sword on the small table. The two weapons were placed side by side, just like two people who were tightly dependent on each other.

The night wind swept by, and the wisps of spring came into the house from the window. The faint voice murmured like crying and complaining, and before it could be heard outside the house, it dissipated in the spring in the house...

...