Chapter 132 Sudden Arrival
Uh……

Delicate and elastic?
While watching the excitement, Qing Ling came over with a jug ready to pour wine for the young lady and the prince. After listening to it, she blushed. What did the young lady say about tigers and wolfs! ! !
Han Jinyan's handsome appearance made him shy at first, and then he thought of some kind of awkward embarrassment.

The old god Zai Zai's wind-dyed painting quibbles:

"Wretched, look at your constipated little expression, you can tell that your head is full of color. I'm not talking about dancing like a mud puddle when you strip naked, and you have to keep a pair of pants. You can't just keep yourself cool, you have to consider others Can you control yourself?"

A mouthful of gibberish.

Qing Ling, who was standing obliquely behind, clenched her toes tightly. To paraphrase what the lady herself said, now her lady is on the embarrassing road, and the brave is invincible.

She put down the jug, covered her flushed face, and ran away.

"Painting is not in a hurry, I am willing to serve my husband."

The magnetic sound is pleasant.

The warm breath continued to drill into the ear, Feng Ranhua felt a numbness flooding the whole body, and the apex of the heart was banging against the wall again, like practicing in the morning.

"piss off!"

Feng Ranhua spoke vulgar words to cover up her sudden panic.

Han Jinyan was not in a hurry, and poured a cup of hot tea for Hua'er thoughtfully.

There is a gaze that has been chasing Feng Ranhua secretly.

It was Gu Cheng who was sitting at the bottom right.

While Gu Cheng was toasting with his brothers, he kept secretly observing the prince and Miss Feng. He knew the prince, and there was love for Miss Feng in his eyebrows.

It is the ultimate deep love.

With a little bit of extravagant hope, he danced with the cold wind that was rising at this time, and slowly moved away until he disappeared.

Kong Ling, who was diagonally opposite, rolled his eyes, stood up and walked over with a wine jar, patted Gu Cheng on the shoulder and said:
"I fell in love with Brother Gu at first sight. I have heard many times in the folks that you fought tough battles with the prince again and again. Today, I met by fate. I respect General Gu."

Gu Cheng froze the non-existent wine, and after suppressing a bit of melancholy, he stood up suddenly, took out his broken ax and said in a confident manner:
"Drink, never get drunk!"

Two people, you have a cup, and I have a cup.

One relieves worries and the other solves problems.

While drinking, Kong Ling picked up the topic:

"Our lady, Miss Feng, plans to organize a regular recruit training camp. I have been wandering in the market and rivers and lakes. I don't know how to train soldiers. We lack good instructors."

"I've always heard that General Gu is good at leading troops. Can you ask General Gu to be a guest instructor when you have time, and teach you how to march and deploy troops?"

The words fall.

He does it first.

After Gu Cheng drank a large glass of wine, his eyes were puzzled, and he glanced at Miss Feng roughly.

"Wangfei wants to start a new furnace?"

He wanted to say that the prince never won the "future princess."

"That's right, our lady is going to build a bodyguard regiment, and she will also serve as the instructor. From the recruit training camp, our lady will personally select a team of top soldiers." Kong Ling said with a smile.

"Top soldiers?" Gu Cheng read in a low voice.

The name of the army was very strange. He thought about it, as the name suggests, does it mean the same thing as the wolf cavalry battalion in Taiyuan and the black iron cavalry in Yizhou?
"Success! I know some tactics of war, and I'm quite particular about formation." Gu Cheng quickly figured it out and agreed.

Gu Cheng's family has a long history, but he doesn't know much about it.

The ancestors of his family are very proficient in the art of war, and they have been in harmony with the Han Palace for generations.

Leaving aside, let's just say that Old General Gu is the old prince's right-hand man.

Kong Ling consciously talked about his views on marching soldiers and Chen Fa, and Gu Cheng agreed with him, and the more they chatted, the more speculative they became.

Wine glasses are boring.

Gu Cheng directly picked up a jar of wine:

"I didn't expect Guan Guan to have a wide range of knowledge, and his knowledge and opinions are very similar to those of Kong's staff in our Han family army."

Kong staff?
Kong Ling picked up the jar to cover up his sluggish expression, but it was different because of his family background.

When he was a child, he often punched Uncle Kong's ruler.

"Brother Gu Miao Zan."

Gu Cheng said vigorously: "Next time I will take you to see Kong's staff, you two will hit it off right away."

He dare not see.

Kong Ling felt guilty.

It was a festive reception feast just like the Chinese New Year, and the crowd slowly dispersed until after midnight.

After bidding farewell to Gu Cheng, Kong Ling looked at the master and Miss Feng who seemed to be embracing each other, and looked behind him, but did not see Qingling.

When he was drinking with Gu Cheng, he didn't miss her, and he drank as much as a pot.

His eyes traveled around the compound.

I saw a beautiful figure rushing back and forth at the door on the left.

Kong Ling followed quickly.

I am happy today, Qingling was too strong to drink, and if she drank too much, her cheeks were as red as the sunset.

boom!
Qing Ling was walking, and bumped into a wooden pillar in a daze. She turned her body and touched her head, which felt a little painful. She didn't notice that the straight line she was walking deviated from.

Kong Ling laughed.

After only ten steps, Qingling will definitely hit the wall.

Stepping forward, Kong Ling put Qing Ling on his shoulders and walked out.

"Little confused, I'm walking forward and I'm going to hit the wall." Kong Ling said softly, breathing out the smell of alcohol.

Qing Ling was unprepared, suddenly being carried upside down like a sack, her delicate face was originally red from drinking too much, but now it was flushed with congestion and anger, dripping like blood.

Surrounded by the sound of soldiers leaving in groups of three or four, bragging and laughing.

Qingling was slightly drunk, but kept a trace of clarity, she didn't dare to struggle loudly, she only gritted her teeth: "Kong Ling, put me down."

"You drank too much, I'll take you back." Kong Ling felt something was wrong when he heard the voice coming from behind.

Immediately changed the position, the princess hugged.

Qingling: ………

Clinging tightly to his chest, he seemed to be able to hear his heartbeat.

Coincidentally, a soldier came in the dark, humming a border tune, and stopped at the base of the wall.

Kong Ling hugged Qing Ling and quickly hid behind a pillar.

After a while, the sound of running water "crashed" came from the base of the wall.

The two paused and understood.

Qingling was embarrassed like never before.

Wait for the soldiers at the base of the wall to leave.

Suddenly, Qing Ling in Kong Ling's arms punched and kicked unconsciously, scratched randomly with her right hand, tore off the collar of the collar, and her nails were pierced and scalded and slippery.

Draw a bloodstain.

what!
Kong Ling froze for an instant, his slightly hot face turned blue, white and red, then turned hot.

I don't know if it's the pain or...something else.

"hiss……"

Kong Ling closed his eyes, and his voice was hoarse: "You... you let go."

"Not loose!"

Qing Ling was unconscious, just wriggling and struggling.

Kong Ling suddenly had an inexplicable excitement surging in his heart, this feeling was a kind of eagerness to try, just around the corner.

Immediately.

Kong Ling sealed his throat with his mouth.

Qingling buzzed in her head, raised her head stupidly, parted her red lips, and wanted to say something.

Take advantage of the void and stir up the turbulent waves.

Overwhelming throbbing and frenzied jumping washed over the two approaching beaks again and again.

at last.

Choking, exit.

Qing Ling hurriedly took two steps back in embarrassment, lowered her head, her eyes seemed to stick to the soles of her shoes.

My whole body is as hot as June in midsummer.

The apex of my heart was still beating uncontrollably.

There was an eerie silence, and neither of the two spoke first.

Take a breath.

Second interest.

Three breaths.

The air became inexplicably sticky, making it hotter to breathe.

Kong Ling took a deep breath, and said softly: "I... I am going to build a house and make my home in Mercury Village. What kind of house do you like?"

Qingling's small mouth is used to talking and talking.

Now all of his usual glib tongue is gone, and his tongue seems to be stiff.

My mind is full of what the lady said before, "the hand feels delicate and elastic", "the taste is sweet and intoxicating", isn't it what you mean?
(End of this chapter)

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