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Yang Miaocai also saw the woman's face clearly at this time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

She is very beautiful, her skin is very fair, she has a goose egg face, willow eyebrows, and a small mouth that is red and very moist.

Especially the two snow-white and full roundness on her chest and reflected in the jet-black hair, which made Yang Miaocai a little unable to take her eyes off for a while.

Yang Miaocai is actually not a lustful person, but at this time, such an environment and this kind of atmosphere, his mind is also chaotic.

However, Yang Miaocai is at his peak and heyday, and his bitter cold life since childhood has made his willpower much stronger than his peers.

After a moment, he bit the tip of his tongue hard, forced himself to come to his senses, took a step back, glared at the beautiful woman and said, "You, who are you?" Why did you come to my room? ”

The beautiful woman was obviously also nervous, and hurriedly explained: "Master, slave maid, slave maid is ordered by Li Shuai and Master Badaru to serve you." Please don't drive away the slaves and maids. If you drive the slave away, the slave and the maid will definitely not survive. ...... Grandpa"

This beauty instantly brought rain to pear blossoms, delicate and pitiful.

But it also made Yang Miaocai's heart even more irritable, and there was an indescribable resentment that rushed into his head.

"Li Yuanqing and Badaru?"

Yang Miaocai's fists couldn't help clenching tightly, glaring at the beauty and saying, "Them, why are they doing this?" Do they think that I, Yang Miaocai, am such a rotten person? ”

This beauty was also taken aback by Yang Miaocai's irritability, and subconsciously took a step back.

However, after a moment, she reacted, hurriedly knelt down and took a few steps forward, hugging Yang Miaocai's calf hard, "Master, please, please don't drive the slave away." You drove the slaves and maids away, and the slaves and maids were afraid that they would be rewarded to those soldiers. Master, the slave knows that you are a scholar. Do well, but have mercy on the poor slave and maid. Slaves and maids are willing to serve you as cattle and horses. ”

The weather in early autumn is not too cold, Yang Miaocai is not wearing thick, and on his calves, although he learned the regulations of the military academy boys and also tied leggings, the clear and full flesh ~ feeling of this beauty still followed the nerves on his calves and kept transmitting to his brain.

Yang Miaocai suddenly reacted, today, the Ming army won the battle, and these women are naturally trophies.

Coupled with Li Yuanqing's words before, Yang Miaocai suddenly realized that this was Li Yuanqing's reward for meritorious deeds.

However, he Yang Miaocai, in this battle, did not make any achievements.

The beautiful woman under him was holding his calves and sobbing non-stop, and the body fragrance slowly seeped into the depths of Yang Miaocai's mind, he Yang Miaocai was not a saint, and his body soon had an instinctive abnormality.

He felt an indescribable irritability in his heart for a while.

His instinct told him that he wanted to accept this woman, but the bottom line left in his mind was warning him that there must be something abnormal in this matter.

"You, you get up first. Get up and speak. ”

Yang Miaocai waved his hand irritably, he wanted to reach out to pull this beauty, but with noble reserve, he still held back, so he had to use verbal violence.

Seeing that Yang Miaocai seemed to be angry, the woman didn't dare to slack off, so she hurriedly stood up carefully, and hung her head shyly, "Master......"

She stood up, and the body fragrance came more clearly into the depths of Yang Miaocai's mind, and Yang Miaocai was even more uncontrollable, and hurriedly strode forward a few steps, sat on the chair in front of the table, and gasped for breath.

The beautiful woman hurriedly followed, standing respectfully beside him.

There were teapots and cups on the table, Yang Miaocai touched the teapot, there was water in it, and it was still very hot.

Yang Miaocai didn't care about anything else, picked up the teapot and poured a large glass of water, drank it with a bang, his chest and abdomen instantly eased a lot, looked at this beauty and said, "You, are you Han?" ”

The beauty nodded obediently, "Master, slave maid, slave maid is Han Chinese, and her hometown is in Shenyang City." ”

As she spoke, she bit her lip hard, as if she was struggling for a moment, and then said, "Master, slave maid, slave maid is the concubine of the youngest son of Master Badaru." ”

"Huh?"

Hearing this sentence in the twilight, Yang Miaocai's heart was originally a little calm, and there was a nameless fire on the spot, which instantly rose like an explosion.

He stared straight at the big eyes of this beautiful woman and said, "You say, you are Badalu's daughter-in-law, he, bah!" That old dog, that old tartar, actually asked you to come and accompany me tonight? ”

The beauty's tears welled up again, but she didn't dare to say more, her white and beautiful teeth bit her lip hard, and nodded aggrievedly.

"This shit offal!" Yang Miaocai couldn't help but spit hard and slammed his fist on the table.

Although he had known for a long time that dog tartars were not authentic and were just the most despicable barbarians, he had not experienced it personally after all.

As the saying goes, 'hearing is false, seeing is believing'.

Even when Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong cut the head of the Tartar before, Yang Miaocai felt that Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong were a little too cruel and lost the fairness of the Heavenly Empire.

But at this time, Twilight heard that the delicate beauty in front of her turned out to be the concubine of Badalu's son, but at this time, she was sent to accompany him......

What the hell, these barbarians, these dog tartars, are there still human nature? Do you still want face?

At such a time, actually pushed the woman out? What kind of skill is this?

But soon, Yang Miaocai came back to his senses, according to Li Yuanqing's strong methods, even if Badaru is an old fritter, how can it be Li Yuanqing's opponent?

What could he not do in order to survive?

The beautiful woman in front of her was crying silently, dripping down her delicate cheeks.

Although it was early autumn at this time, it was still a little cold at night, but this beautiful woman was naked, and stood in front of him without concealment......

This...... This is a feeling that Yang Miaocai has never had. Even if he's been married for seven or eight years.

Because of the so-called etiquette, he and his wife have always respected each other, even in sexual affairs......

Unlike those so-called 'romantic talents', Yang Miaocai has not taken a concubine so far, and he has had experience in contact with women, just his wife.

But at this time, the beauty in front of him was obviously much brighter and more vivid than his wife......

Yang Miaocai suddenly felt some indescribable distress in his heart for a while.

Even if something big happens...... But, it shouldn't be this beauty's business.

"You, you put on some clothes first, so that you will catch a cold." Yang Miaocai let out a long breath and forced herself to look away and not look at the beauty.

"Huh? Be. Thank you for your mercy. ”

This beauty didn't dare to slack off, hurriedly ran to the bed, picked up a piece of clothing, draped it on her body, and stood beside Yang Miaocai obediently.

Maybe it was out of a woman's instinct, or maybe she felt the love in Yang Miaocai's eyes, this beautiful woman's body moved forward slightly, and she didn't completely stand on Yang Miaocai's side, but stood in a position where Yang Miaocai's eyes could see her.

Today, Yang Miaocai, Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong have drunk a lot of wine, although the 'blowing wind' at night has dissipated a lot of alcohol, but Yang Miaocai's physique is far from being as strong as Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong, and in the depths of his blood, the alcohol has not completely dissipated.

It was already late at night before the brazier was lit indoors, and there was some terrible north wind outside, beating the eaves of the windows, and the candles in the room occasionally swayed gently with the cold wind seeping in.

Both fell silent, stupidly listening to the wind.

Even if Yang Miaocai is a literati, he is a man, and after a while, he couldn't help but interrupt the silence, looked into the eyes of this beautiful woman and said, "You, what's your name?" ”

This beauty also felt it, she was really a creation today, and she really met a good person, and hurriedly said: "Master, slave maid, slave maid is called Red Leaf." ”

"Momiji?"

Yang Miaocai glanced at this beauty.

Momiji instinctively lowered his head shyly, and two shy blush rose on his pretty face.

In a moment, her head hung deeper, almost to her smooth collarbone.

"You, who else is in your family?" Yang Miaocai didn't dare to look at it anymore, and hurriedly changed the topic.

Hongye was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly raised his head and glanced at Yang Miaocai, and for a moment, the light of his big eyes dimmed a lot in an instant, "Master, there is an elder brother and a younger brother in the slave maid's family, all of whom are slaves of the old man's family in Badalu." The eldest brother is responsible for mowing the grass, and the younger brother is responsible for farming. ”

Yang Miaocai nodded slowly, "Life on weekdays is still hard, right?" By the way, you, how long have you been in the door of Master Badaru's house? ”

Hongye Dengshi understood what Yang Miaocai meant, her pretty face was ashamed and pitiful, and she said sadly: "If you go back to your master, slave maid, slave maid is the door of the old man Badalu who entered on the eleventh day of the last month." Master Badaru said that as long as the slave maid marries his stupid son, he will help the slave's brother and brother marry him......"

"Silly son? What do you mean? ”

Yang Miaocai suddenly looked like a small boat floating on the sea, and suddenly saw the bright lighthouse, and almost jumped up.

Momiji Qiao's face was about to drip water, "Master, Badalu's youngest son, yes, is a paralyzed child." Slave maid, slave maid is still perfect......"

"Huh?"

Yang Miaocai couldn't help but be stunned, and subconsciously grabbed Hongye's little hand, but suddenly found that Hongye's little hand was a little indescribably cold.

Yang Miaocai suddenly reacted and hurriedly said, "It's too cold this day." You, you go to bed first to warm up. ”

As he spoke, he hurriedly took Momiji's little hand and walked quickly to the bedside.

Looking at the seductive delicate body of the red leaves, carefully getting into the quilt, and helping her cover the quilt with her body temperature, Yang Miaocai breathed a sigh of relief.

Hongye also adapted to Yang Miaocai's rhythm at this time, and said obediently and lovingly: "Thank you, master." Lord, you, you are really the best person Momiji has ever met. ”

“………”

Yang Miaocai was a little speechless for a while, and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, "Good man, I, am I worthy?" ’

Although the two of them were a little silent, whether it was Yang Miaocai or Hongye, they had already felt that the two of them had been attracted to each other.

At this time, the wind outside was even stronger, 'crackling' and beating on the window eaves, Hongye couldn't help but be startled, and subconsciously leaned over to Yang Miaocai's side, and his little hand held Yang Miaocai's big hand tightly.

Yang Miaocai reacted in a moment, showing a gentle smile and said, "Red leaves, don't be afraid. It's just windy. ”

Hongye was still undecided, and muttered in a low voice: "Master, slave, slave maid has been afraid of the wind since she was a child. The slave and maid still remember that the roof of the house where the slave and maid lived before had collapsed in half, and it was leaking wind and rain. There is no quilt at home, and the slave and maid are women, and they cannot share a quilt with their brother and younger brother. Every time at night, the slave and maid would huddle in the corner and tremble......"

Listening to the narration of the red leaves, Yang Miaocai felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

What is the difference between this experience and when he was a child?

Yang Miaocai suddenly remembered the famous sentence, "We are all fallen people at the end of the world, why should we have known each other when we meet?" ”

Fortunately, his Yang Miaocai's life is much better than that of red leaves.

He used his hard work, he used his hard work, and he used his wisdom to step by step, stepping on the glittering road.

But the autumn leaves are ......

Almost couldn't help it, Yang Miaocai was already half-lying on the bed unconsciously, reaching out to take the red leaves into his arms.

After a moment, he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said: "Hongye, you, you just said that if I don't want you, Li Yuanqing, Li Yuanqing and Badalu that old dog, will reward you to those soldiers?" ”

"Yikes."

Momiji was taken aback, and couldn't help but let out a coquettish cry, and tears were about to flow out.

Yang Miaocai suddenly found that he pinched Hongye's white, slender and good-looking wrist, and said busily: "Hongye, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so excited." ”

"It's okay, sir."

Momiji hurriedly shook his head vigorously, "Master, here in Tartar, women, women are slaves...... Afraid, afraid is not as good as livestock...... If, if the paralyzed young master of Badaru dies, the slave and maid, the slave and the maid are afraid that they will have to serve the master of Badaru, or be rewarded by him to others...... Master, slave, slave and maid don't want to serve Lord Badaru, and they don't want to serve others. Master, the slave just wants to serve you......"

Hongye said, couldn't hold back the grievances in his heart anymore, and suddenly threw himself into Yang Miaocai's arms.

Yang Miaocai couldn't help but hug Hongye's delicate body hard, gently patted Hongye's smooth jade back, and gently comforted: "Hongye, it's okay, don't cry, you won't want you, you won't want your ......"

As he spoke, his eyes gradually sharpened, and he said silently in his heart: "Li Yuanqing, this, even if this is a poison you gave me, I, Yang Miaocai, will eat her......"

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