Not far from the Xuande Gate of the Imperial Palace, there is the East and West Sect Division, and a large number of private brothels are also crowded into it; At dusk, Yang Yi passed by with a horse, upstairs with a red face and a smile, a green shadow and a fragrant breeze, the girls were thin in spring clothes, and the water sleeves were fluttering.

The corner of the building is sunset, the red glow is rendered, the incense car BMW downstairs, the flow of people is like weaving, and the visitors are coming in an endless stream, and in the soft evening breeze, there are bursts of melodious piano music, and the girls sing tactfully:

Last night, the wind and rain were fierce, and the heavy sleep did not kill the residual wine, and the questionnaire curtain was tried, but the begonias were still the same.

Do you know, know or not, it should be green, fat, red and thin...... These small orders of Qing Niang are fresh and graceful, and once they are spread, they are all the rage, especially the girls in the brothel of Qinglou especially love to sing; From Xuande Gate to Jingmingfang, this short distance, Yang Yi heard at least ten brothels singing Qing Niang's lyrics. And her name as the world's most talented woman, no one has any doubts.

As soon as Yang Yi dismounted in front of his house, Qing Niang carried her skirt and went down the steps, with a smile on her delicate face, with expectation, and tenderness.

When the prancing horse returned, he recognized the greeting and chuckled.

With such a sentence floating in his mind, Yang Yi unconsciously showed a warm smile, reached out and stroked the girl's hair and said, "Qing Niang, why are you waiting in front of the door again?" ”

"Did Brother Yang bring the book back?" Qing Niang answered the question, looked up at him, her starry eyes full of longing.

Yang Yi smiled and took a cloth bag from the saddle and handed it to her, Qing Niang took it and quickly opened it to look at it, and then covered it on her chest, treating it as a treasure.

"Thank you, Brother Yang! Thank you, Brother Yang! ”

"Qing Niang, remember, we don't need to say thank you in the future, let's go! Get back! ”

Yang Yi handed over the horse to Menzi and entered the house with a happy face, the courtyard sprinkled with the afterglow of the sunset, the high waterwheel turned leisurely, the sprinkler in the pool sprinkled with clusters of 'lotus leaves', and the butterflies at dusk danced among the flowers, probably looking for branches and leaves to stay overnight. Through the courtyard wall of the home, you can see the tall Fengle Building like a cloud peak in the light smoke of the sunset.

After dinner, Yang Yi copied books in the study, and Qing Niang was concentrating on reading under the lamp, she had just bathed, her hair was not completely dry, and there was a faint fragrance on her body.

Qing Niang loves books as much as her life, but there are only a few books that can be found on the market, so she hit Yang Yi with her idea. For Qing Niang's request, where was Yang Yi willing to let her go; With his current status, he has access to all the royal collections, and there are many precious and unique books that the people do not have, so he borrowed a few books at a time and went home to let Qing Niang copy and collect, and in all the collections of Qing Niang, books accounted for most of them.

Yang Yi copied for half an hour, his wrist was sore, he stopped his pen and said: "Qing Niang, you can also rest, don't forget what I said, you can only read a book for half an hour at most, you have to stop and rest, otherwise your eyes will be broken in the future." ”

Qing Niang: "Hmm! With a sigh, she didn't even raise her head, this girl, every time she got a new book, Yang Yi walked behind her and picked her up.

"Yike...... Brother Yang, you let me watch it for a while! ”

"No! If you don't obey again, I won't help you borrow books in the future. ”

"Okay, I'll listen to Brother Yang."

Qing Niang pouted, snuggled her head into his arms, and the two of them stood in front of the window and watched the last quarter moon in the sky, next to the moon, there were stars, and faint clouds swam leisurely in the night sky.

Yang Yi buried her head in her hair, intoxicated by the faint fragrance.

After a while, Qing Niang turned her plump body, wrapped her jade arms around his neck, and kissed her warm lips at once...... Since there was a long kiss in the Grange that night, Qing Niang's mind and body have been completely open to him, and now when she is in love, she often takes the initiative to ask for a kiss.

'Fourteen is a gentleman's wife, and her shame has not been opened. Although Yang Yi has always said that she is still young, there are not a few people who married at the age of fourteen this year, and many celebrities are girls who like cardamom the most, and Qing Niang loves to read, and she is somewhat affected and thinks that she can also round the house.

The girl's kiss was as sweet as honey, in the delicate panting, the red face was like drunk, the eyes were like water, the jade nose and cheeks were pitiful, Yang Yi caressed the ice muscle and jade bone on the girl's waist with one hand, and kissed her deeply.

Qing Niang responded tactfully, her delicate body writhed slightly unconsciously, feeling that his warm big hand was slowly moving up, and her breathing couldn't help but become more rapid; When the little pigeon milk was held, the small cherry on the ** turned into an intoxicating numbness, and Qing Niang couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

According to Yang Daguanren, proper touching is conducive to the physical development of the girl, except for the last level, he no longer minds loving her, kissing and caressing.

"Brother Yang, you want to ...... Let's ask for someone! Qing Niang's delicate body was wrapped around him as soft as a bone, and a string of dreamy whispers came out of his mouth, and the red cheeks and pink neck were as beautiful as the sun.

Yang Yi kissed her intoxicating cheeks, smiled but did not answer, the hooked moon outside the window flowed slowly, and the sound of a few strings of frogs in the pond added a bit of tranquility to the night.

Qing Niang's little mouth pouted again, bringing out a small crooked appearance, Yang Yi gently pinched her Qiong nose, and comforted: "Come on, Qing Niang, don't forget, we have pulled the hook." ”

"Okay, then Brother Yang is going to sleep with someone tonight."

"Uh...... Of course! Yang Yi smiled kindly, but secretly bitter in his heart, the girl's jade body is as beautiful as a jade carving, and the ice muscles and jade bones are exquisite, which makes people love and pity; But he can see and touch it and can't eat it, he was aroused by an evil fire just now, and he was about to wait to find Han Fox to vent his anger, this time he ...... "By the way, Qing Niang, my wrist was sore when I copied for half an hour just now, you usually copy so many books, I'm afraid I'm more tired, tomorrow just rests, I'll go find you two literate Yahuan, and let them be responsible for helping you copy books, so that you don't have to be so tired." ”

"Brother Yang, people are not tired, they can remember it more firmly by transcribing it yourself, and there is no need to hire people anymore."

"No, the royal collection of books is so vast that you have to be tired of copying alone, and it's too slow, don't you want to copy a few more?"

Qing Niang thought about it, so she agreed, for people who love books, they can't wait to collect all the books immediately, this is human nature.

This night, Yang Yi slept with Qingniang in his arms and suffered all night.

The next day, he got up early and asked the servants at home to find a human tooth, but he even found two tooth women, and when he heard that he was looking for a girl who could read and hyphenate, he was a little embarrassed.

There are not many men who can read in these years, not to mention women, even if the women are wide-ranging, this kind of woman is also hard to find, occasionally a large family is raided, such a woman is literate, but it is also extremely sought-after, in the blink of an eye, it is either accepted as a concubine by other big families, or sold into a brothel in the green house.

Qinglou? Yang Yi thought of this and immediately had an idea, the women in the Qinglou are definitely the female group with the highest literacy rate nowadays, and it is right to find the right one in the Qinglou.

He rode a horse alone and came to Yilufang on the old Caomen Street.

Su Mingpei is holding a bright falling horse bun today, wearing a large-sleeved cardigan, a long skirt tied around the waist of Xiaoman, and his posture is as graceful as a willow branch in spring; Bright eyes and bright teeth, a slender pink neck like jade; Looking forward to the spring waves lying horizontally, the endless rippling style.

Hearing Yang Yi's intention, she smiled, sent the jade cup to Yang Yi's mouth and said: "My lord has an order, how dare the slave family disobey, the thrush and a few of them have also read a few books with the slave family, copying and writing is not a problem, which one does the adult like, just bring it." ”

Su Mingpei probably just got up not long ago, and he still had a bit of a lazy attitude, which couldn't help but remind people of the word 'bed'.

Outside the small window, a tree with apricot blossoms is bright, just like a small bridge in the south of the Yangtze River flowing apricot blossoms.

In the quiet hall, the screen flies with two butterflies, and the dark fragrance floats lightly.

"Then thank you Miss Mingpei!" Yang Yi took the jade cup, and the wine was mellow and fragrant.

"The adult has tormented the slave family, if it is not for the adult to take care of it, the slave family is in this capital, I am afraid it will be difficult to have a foothold, and the slave family is not how to repay the adult!"

Yang Yi was dressed in an ochre embroidered robe, with a Lantian jade belt tied around his waist, handsome and heroic, coupled with his talent and reputation that spread all over the world, Ming Pei saw it in his eyes, and his heart was in the middle of it, thinking of his majestic wind that day in two cities, his eyes couldn't help but ripple slightly.

"Haha, we are fellow villagers, we should take care of the side, Miss Mingpei doesn't have to keep it in mind."

"That's not good, how can the slave family not repay the favor."

Ming Pei is like a little bird, Yanran leans on him, the pale yellow bandeau can't wrap the crisp milk is snowy and jade; After she poured the jade cup again, she no longer sent it to Yang Yi, she took the wine into her mouth, her eyes were full of anticipation, and she sent the wine.

Yang Yi really hadn't drunk like this, he was slightly stunned, Ming Pei's soft lips finally came up, and there was a little spring on his charming face.

At the same time as the mellow wine entered his throat, Yang Yi also tasted a lotus fragrant tongue, a predatory long kiss, the beauty was panting, her breasts rose and fell, and the bewitching jade body was also rubbed into his arms.

Yang Yi has never thought of being a sanctimonious gentleman, the evil fire that was aroused by Qing Niang last night has not been extinguished, isn't Ming Pei asking for his own abuse?

"My lord, but you don't like the vulgarity of the slave family? My lord......" Ming Pei's voice was so soft that it seemed like the water waves were flowing, and it was gentle in his arms.

Last time, she also took the initiative to give her a hug, but Yang Yi was not interested in her beauty and drifted away, which made her a little difficult to let go.

"Ming Pei girl is beautiful and fragrant, why do you say this, hahaha......"

"Oh......" At this moment, Ming Pei felt a big hand reach under her skirt and swim up along the **, and she couldn't help but let out a coquettish moan from her mouth.

Yang Yi found that her skirt was empty, there was nothing else to do, and there was a peach source of fragrant grass at the beginning, which couldn't help but make people's blood surge, and the other hand also reached into her bandeau and grabbed the pair of soft breasts and caressed them in every way.

"Your Excellency...... Hmmm......"

Ming Pei's eyes were like silk, panting and moaning, his delicate body twisted slightly, and he took the initiative to open to accommodate his big hand of seeking secrets.

After a while, bursts of songs came out of the lonely small hall, and the beautiful women sang like a yellow warbler, as if to remind people:

Spring is all over the place, and it is time to be happy.

(To be continued)