Yungo City, the county guard's house.

The wedding banquet without the participation of the clan in the city was still going on, and Yan Yan, who was wearing a wedding robe, sat on the main seat, drinking happily with a group of Jincheng generals, talking and laughing.

It wasn't until sunset and night fell that the feast in the county hall dispersed.

A merry heart makes a cheerful countenance.

Yan Xing, whose face was full of red light, was already half drunk, and staggered towards the cave room with oblique steps.

When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped, straightened his clothes, touched a handful of green whiskers on his cheeks and chin, and after feeling that everything was safe, he gently pushed open the door and walked steadily into the cave room.

The room was quiet.

Two dark red oil lamps hung on the walls on both sides, and two dimly lit lanterns on either side of the couch. The maid had already left, and Han Ling, who was supposed to be sitting on the edge of the bed with a red hijab, didn't know when to take off her clothes and go to bed, and put the neatly stacked wedding clothes on the other side of the couch.

Seeing that Han Ling had already stripped off her clothes and slept first, Yan Xing's heart suddenly surged with an urge of hot blood, and his whole body was unbearably hot.

Immediately, he turned around and closed the door, blew out the two red lights, walked quickly to the couch, quickly took off his wedding robe, opened the beaded curtain, lifted the corner of the red quilt, and lay down softly.

"Ling'er!" An extremely gentle call made the beautiful woman sleeping in it tremble slightly, and couldn't help but tighten the quilt, looking extremely nervous and reserved.

The cave room is a candle night, and the beautiful day is beautiful.

When the buds are ready to be released, the girl has her first time.

As it should be.

Lying on the couch on his side, with the faint light at the head of the bed, Yan Xing looked at Han Ling's concave and convex soft curves under the thin quilt, and a sense of pride in the palm of his hand arose, and his heart was unprecedentedly satisfied.

For eight years, he had a deep blood feud and was plotting to get close to Han Sui. Groveling to recognize the thief as his father, he wears a mask almost every day and lives carefully, cautious, completely suppresses his own personality and preferences, and disguises himself completely. Within five years, he devised a clever layout in many ways to get rid of Han Sui's three personal guards in silence. Two years ago, he tried his best to drive a wedge between Han Sui and his cronies Cheng Gongying, which made Han Sui suspicious of Cheng Gongying, and gradually alienated Cheng Gongying, the first fierce general and staff commander of Jincheng.

During this period. Yan Xing's inner loneliness and loneliness were left untold to no one, and he lived under a dark disguise all day long. In Jincheng, he has no friends or relatives, even if he has attracted a group of confidants and generals. But he couldn't confide in them. Because he doesn't trust anyone and always looks at people with suspicion. Extremely vigilant. Completely disguised himself like a hedgehog, making people invulnerable and ruthless.

However, after being in the enemy's nest for a long time, Yan Xing also has the softest place in his heart, and he also has a favorite object of admiration. This person is Han Sui's only daughter, Han Ling.

Han Ling is kind by nature. Gentle personality, sweet appearance, and extremely charming smile. She was a beauty embryo when she was a child, and she was very loved by Han Sui. The piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all exquisite, and the female red needlework is ingenious, and she is the most ideal wife and beautiful wife for men. In the past, the young generals under Han Sui all admired Han Ling's beauty and virtue, and they always liked to come to the county government to meet Han Sui when they had nothing to do, and their purpose was nothing more than to take the opportunity to peek at Han Ling; Among these generals, there are Yan Xing and Cheng Gongying.

Cheng Gongying defected to Han Sui in the last years of Zhongping, several years later than Yan Xing, and it stands to reason that he will not pose a threat to Yan Xing, but this is not the case. Because Yan Xing was young, he was a half-old child a few years ago, and his weight in Han Sui's eyes was very light, but Cheng Gongying was not. Cheng Gong has both English and martial arts, strong martial arts, and excellent resourcefulness, and after being under Han Sui, he was quickly appreciated by Han Sui, and he was still above the eight generals of Liangzhou in terms of status and power. The most important thing is that Cheng Gongying is not very old, and it is entirely possible to become Han Sui's son-in-law, marry Han Ling, the "Flower of the Golden City", and embrace the beauty.

Therefore, Yan Xing and Cheng Gongying are the most competitive rivals in love for Han Lingfang's heart, and they are also the opponents who win Han Sui's trust. Fortunately, Yan Xing was the first to get the moon near the water, although he was not valued by Han Sui, he still had the title of "righteous son" on his head, and often contacted Han Ling, trying his best to please Han Ling.

Sincerely, the gold and stone are open.

The frequent close contact made Han Ling gradually treat Yan Xing as a brother, and did not reject his deliberate flattery at all, and the relationship between the two quickly warmed up, so that they were like glue and had nothing to talk about. No matter what Yan Xing's true state of mind was, on the surface, his relationship with Han Ling was indeed excellent. It was precisely because of Han Ling's attachment to him that Han Sui slowly paid attention to him, and he was promoted and reused as a confidant.

After Yan Xing was reused by Han Sui, the first thing he did was to separate the master-servant relationship between Han Sui and Cheng Gongying, which made Han Sui gradually alienate Cheng Gongying. Subsequently, Cheng Gongying was sent by Han Sui to recruit and train new soldiers, far away from the power center of the county guard, and was gradually forgotten by Han Sui and reduced to a marginalized general.

The past is unbearable, and the present is full of pride.

At this moment, Yan Xing was lying on the couch on his side, looking at Han Ling wrapped in a brocade quilt, and suddenly felt infinitely emotional, and he was proud of himself.

He really likes Han Ling. It's just that this true love has always been deliberately hidden in the deepest part of his heart, and he has never revealed it to outsiders, and even when facing Han Ling, he did not show his heart unreservedly, revealing his deep love for her. For him, Han Ling is the most beautiful and pure dream in the world, warm and sweet, not only the beloved he cares about the most in this life, but also the quiet harbor where he docks in his heart.

For the sake of his beloved woman, Yan Xing can temporarily let go of his deep hatred for Han Sui and let him live for a few more years. All this is just to keep the woman from being sad and let her have no regrets on the day she gets married.

However, Yan Xing would not give up his revenge plan that had been dormant for eight years because of Han Ling.

The day of marriage was the time when Han Sui died.

Now Han Sui has been dead for most of the day, and his body is cold, but no one knows that he is lying on the couch.

Less than fifty steps away from Han Sui's bedroom, it was the newlywed cave room of Yan Xing and Han Ling.

Han Sui's body lay in the east bedroom, while in the west bedroom, Han Sui's only daughter, Han Ling, was lying on his Yan Xing's couch.

As soon as he thought of this, an indescribable excitement suddenly appeared in Yan Xing's mind.

Immediately, he suddenly turned over and pressed Han Ling under the brocade quilt, quickly pulled off the short coat underwear on his body, lifted the brocade quilt, and bowed down to kiss Han Ling's shy cheek. The heavy and passionate snort was attached to Han Ling's face, and the hot mouth kissed her face inch by inch, and finally stopped on her seductive red lips.

Under Yan Xing's almost rude kiss, but Han Ling's eyes were closed, her delicate facial features trembled slightly, her thin shoulders trembled slightly, and her upper body was wearing a thin red wrap, revealing a large area of snow-white and silky skin, and a pair of bulges on her chest propped up the wraps. The lower body is wearing knee-length pants, the legs are tightly together, and the small jade feet shine in the dim light, which is extremely cute.

Han Ling's weakness and shyness, as well as the white and tender arms and large areas of skin on her chest, as well as her soft and flat lower abdomen and navel, tempted Yan Xing's blood to boil and her lust to rise. At this time, he didn't care at all about Han Ling's jerky reserve, and kissed along Han Ling's red lips with his big mouth, like a hungry wolf licking flesh-eating bones, licking from the head, not letting go of every inch of skin. While kissing Han Ling's skin, he rudely tore open her breasts, grabbed the snow-white and delicate jade rabbit with both hands and kneaded it wantonly, and the sound of breathing became more and more rapid and heavy, as if he was impatient and burned.

Immediately, Yan Xing seemed to be no longer satisfied with the desire of his hands, he took the red beans on Han Ling's jade rabbit in his mouth, bowed his body, and ripped off his shorts in a panic with both hands, pressing them naked on Han Ling's body. Then, his right hand groped for Han Ling's lower abdomen, and tore her lewd pants hard, trying to get on the horse as soon as possible and go straight to the point.

When Yan Xing buried his head in licking the woman's jade rabbit, Han Ling, who had been closing his eyes tightly and covering his eyes with his hands, suddenly let go of his palms and opened his eyes. At this moment, I saw that her eyes were full of tears, her eyelids were red and swollen, her pupils were bloodshot, and endless murderous aura and monstrous hatred appeared in her eyes. However, her raised right hand gently reached under the pillow, groping for something, her eyes narrowing slightly, carefully observing Yan Xing's expression and movements.

When Yan Xing was hungry and unbearably tearing her lower body and obscene pants, he saw Han Ling's right hand under the pillow slowly raised, and a short dagger with cold light appeared out of thin air in his palm.

The short dagger was about a foot long, with a sharp blade that shone faintly white, a dark and heavy back, and a handle wrapped in cowhide. Just by the appearance of this short dagger, you can see that the short dagger is an extraordinary product, and it is a rare weapon for self-defense.

Immediately, at the moment when Yan Xing tore off Han Ling's dirty pants on his lower body and was about to make a hard bow for the overlord, but seeing Han Ling supporting the couch with his left hand, his upper body suddenly struggled, his right hand was raised high, and he stabbed towards the back of Yan Xing's neck.

Yan Xing, who was trying to stretch Han Ling's legs and prepare for the overlord to take the bow, suddenly caught a glimpse of a cold light flashing above his head out of the corner of his eye. Suddenly, with his long-cultivated keen intuition and vigorous skills, he instantly broke away from the naked Han Ling's delicate body, and his body suddenly dodged to the outside of the couch.

Between the lightning and flint, Yan Xing immediately dodged the moment he noticed the cold light passing by, his reaction was extremely fast, and his movements were as fast as lightning. However, he was still a step late after all, dodging his head and avoiding his upper body, but he couldn't pull out his lower body in time, and his legs were caught by Han Ling. In the cold light, the extremely sharp short dagger was fiercely inserted into Yan Xing's lower back, and the end of the spine was just in the center of the gluteal groove, which is commonly known as the tail bone.

"Poof!"

As the sound of the sharp weapon entering the body sounded, Yan Xing screamed miserably, and with a wave of his arm, he knocked Han Ling out of the air, slammed into the edge of the bed on the inside, and rolled to the ground. And Yan Xing also screamed in pain and rolled over and rolled down the couch, struggling to stand up, but he felt a sharp pain in his lower back, his entire lower body was paralyzed, his legs were paralyzed, and he couldn't get up.

―――――― (To be continued)(To be continued......

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