My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

Chapter 109 Officials’ infinite collapse
Wei Wan was bent backwards by the pressure of his chest, waist and abdomen. Her curvy waist was also tightly locked by the thin and strong arms. Her expression did not change, her lips were raised in an undisturbed manner, her phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and she was smooth. Watching him press forward step by step, he slowly backed away: "Brother, do you want to gain experience? It seems that you want to kill people and silence them."

As soon as she finished speaking, her back pressed against the wall of the tent.

"Brother holds the sword and buries this musician early, so that Awan won't think about it day and night." The aura around him was fierce and oppressive, but there was a gentle smile on his face, and the curvature of his eyebrows, eyes, and lips were unmistakable. One is not thinking carefully, the tone is calm, lazy and gentle.

"Brother, why are you so anxious?" Wei Wan looked at him calmly, tilting his head and resting his fingertips on his clothes, "How can I be so fond of the new and dislike the old?"

"Like the new and hate the old," he said one word at a time, and chuckled at the end, "That means there is something new. Pingque studied under the Mohist Meng Qin, is he?"

"It's still the same as 'long sleeves, good at dancing, rich money, good businessman'."[1]
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Wei Wan had lost his composure, and his beautiful and beautiful eyebrows were gradually becoming colder. Seeing this, Rong Xian softened the corners of his angry and gentle lips, and the depression in his heart also disappeared. Then he opened his lips again and smiled in a strange and lazy way.

"Here Le can become the eyes and ears of the Wei family, which shows that he has really learned all his skills." He tightened his arms and followed her ear, "Now, as a guest of the Wu'an Jun family, my brother is also considered a colleague. As soon as we meet, if we accidentally injure one of our own, how can we do that?"

Her hand that fell on his clothes slipped and touched his neck, blocking his approach: "Brother, don't you already know the Wei family well, are you afraid of killing the wrong person?"

"It doesn't count as knowing everything. It's just," he raised his eyebrows, "A-wan has never been keen on romance. If he can tell a thing or two, I can also get a glimpse of the quality."

The Adam's apple in her palm kept rolling as she swallowed, and trembled slightly as she spoke. Wei Wan felt the itching coming from her palm. The moment he raised his eyes, he moved his hand to the back of his neck, pressing his head down to follow her. Looking flatly: "Then what was the purpose of my brother's fierce pursuit and relentless attack just now? He almost tore my bones into my belly."

"Jealous, doesn't Ah Wan know?" Rong Xian was caught off guard and pushed down by her. He smiled in front of her face without changing his expression, showing his teeth, "It's unsightly to remove bones and insert them into the abdomen. You shouldn't rub the bones and blood into the body. same person."

"It's so bloody." Wei Wan's eyes fell on his lips. After a long moment, he raised his eyes and looked at him. "It's not good to be jealous. No one cares about it."

"It's nothing important, and it's not a pretense. Besides jealousy, there's something else." He looked at the unflinching twinkle in her eyes, and his narrow fox eyes slightly curved, "A-Wan wants it, brother." I can give it all.”

"This Haikou is so big, brother, I won't be afraid of mountains of swords and seas of fire."

"That's good. After all, if you want to be the only old person, you have to offer something of equal value." He raised his hand to rub the end of her eyes, curled his knuckles to touch her fluttering eyelashes, "Jin Yang Zhuan" Upon hearing the news, the King of Wei conferred Yuan Fuyan as the king, and after appreciating the imperial song, he crossed the border with Jiang Wanli and attacked the border of Wei State at the same time. It was a coincidence, but it was also a good time to do so. Wei was worried about domestic and foreign troubles."

"Dare Wei Ji make Yuan Fuyan king? When Luo Ting and Qie Jiang crossed the border, it was also the time when Zheng Envoy was visiting." She raised her eyelashes and looked at his expression, "Is this your handiwork?"

"It counts, adding fuel to the flames," he finished his words and entangled her long hair dishonestly. He glanced sideways for a moment and knew what she was thinking, so he spoke first.

"The State of Zheng has been expanding to the southwest in recent years, and has successively occupied Quwo, Pingyang, and Hangu Pass. If it is allowed to develop further, it will be a disaster. Although the Song State is weak, it has also annexed several small and large areas around it. , Song Gong and Prince Zheng had a lot of friction, and the King of Zhou was squeezed into the gap, and they were not easy to deal with." Rong Xian circled his index finger and thumb, and braided her hair with one hand, "Prince Qi is busy Going north, it was difficult to expand to the west. The Duke of Song could not expand to the west, so he was eyeing the east. I followed the trend and proposed to the King of Qi that I could go to the Song Dynasty as an envoy to share the worries and plans for the King of Qi. When I arrived in Jinyang, I went I believe Duke Song will seize Wancheng."

"How dare Song Gong trust you without any precautions?"

"It's no wonder that he doesn't believe it, just like King Wei has to agree to keep the appointment." The movements of his hands were gentle, and his eyes were staring carefully, "There is an alliance between Wei, Zheng, and Song to attack Jin, but Zheng , Song Boxi has been in power for a long time, and the alliance is in name only. Zheng Guo first invited Xiang Wei to defend the country without consultation, with the intention of seizing the opportunity and forming cliques. "

Wei Wan leaned a little closer to his chin and subconsciously followed his thoughts: "Song Gong will not completely believe it, but he will not deny it in a hurry. He will definitely send people to travel and investigate. Once it is confirmed, he will be shaken. The covenant is like the seed buried in Song Gong's heart."

"The higher you stand, the more fearful you become. The Wei State has the Wei Jiajun, and the Zheng State has Zheng Wu soldiers. Even if the Song State is weak but has depleted its national power, it will definitely send troops to Wancheng in order to build momentum."

The oppression around him was all assimilated by the charming heat, making him feel hot.

"You have both sides," she said, leaning on him. "Brother deserves to be happy just now. Aren't you afraid that there won't be a brother among your old friends?"

Wei Wan raised his hand and pinched the earlobe that seemed to be stained with rouge and clouds, the color of Luoshen pearls. The cloud-like touch between his fingertips made her feel a little interested.

After a long time, he extended his index finger and moved it back and forth a few times. The color of the Luo Shen Pearl gradually turned red.

"It's time to be a newcomer." The veins on Rong Xian's forehead twitched, and he grasped the troublesome jade hand in his palm, holding it behind her back, "Ah Wan, please be accommodating, give me a chance? Brother, I have a wide range of interests, which can be If you use a gun to attack an enemy, you can make plans, and at night... you can also stay on the couch to serve you, so you can have more than one man in your pocket, so you won't lose anything."

"If you boast about your own business, you have to be on par with Young Master Rong." Wei Wandan raised his lips, glanced back, casually stood up on tiptoes, and leaned close to the ear that she had rubbed into red, "It's too much I don't dare to be cruel, if I take a single look outside, I will be rubbed into my bones and blood."

After speaking, her crimson lips opened slightly, warmth wrapped around her half-burnt earlobes, and the cold green bamboo breath overflowed through her white teeth, grinding them together.

This ambiguity, 'chewing and pondering', continued to pass into Rong Xian's auricle, echoing in the ear canal, eroding the brain, her throat rolled unbearably, and the arms holding her waist suddenly relaxed, tightly fitting, and impeccable. Trying to embed people into flesh and blood.

Rong Xian looked up uncontrollably. Her neck was as long and slender as a jade, and its light cyan blood vessels were buried under her fair skin, which looked completely different from black and white.He tried to get Wei Wan to move his position, but she pulled him back by grabbing his earlobe.

……

Rong Xian gritted his teeth. The wet and cool touch on the hem of his clothes made his heavy heart suddenly drop, mocking his reason and inciting his thoughts.

He withdrew his hands from the warm cloak, wrapped the person carefully, and hugged her again while trembling.

Then, he buried his face in her neck, pressed the fox fur collar, and soothed the lingering sound.

"Calm down?" She felt his uncontrollable trembling, suppressed breathing, and the remaining consciousness was pain and collapse. "Then relax, it will hurt my waist."

Hearing this, Rong Xian placed his thin and hot palms on her lower back and massaged her with moderate strength: "I hugged her too little, and I'm not yet skilled at it. I'll be gentler next time."

Wei Wan was rubbed so comfortable by him that he put his chin on his shoulder, purred twice like a cat, half-closed his eyes, and slightly covered his long eyelashes downwards: "I'm thinking about the next time. , gluttonous, hard to satisfy.”

"Who told Ah Wan not to love me, so I had to smack the sweetness and look for candy to eat." His voice was low and hoarse, and he finally whispered into her ear, but he hesitated.

"Isn't it hurting you enough?" She gently waved away her cloak and stretched out her palms to touch the wet skirt of his waist and abdomen, "I obviously love you the most."

Immediately, Rong Xian trembled, and the ends of his raised eyes turned red: "Just hurt me, okay?"

Seeing that she was silent, Rong Xian held her wrist and raised it to his lips, kissed her palm, thenar, and wrist, and then kissed her finger roots and fingertips carefully. "OK?"

"Brother, it's presumptuous to ask this." Before anyone could say anything, Wei Wan tore off the ribbon at the collar of his cloak, lifted it down and threw it at Rong Xian, tying a tight knot behind his collar.

The hands around him fell down and groped around his waist. The hand that Rong Xian had kissed carefully and carefully took out the ink jade fan pinned to his waist and turned around to hide it by the curtain.

Rong Xian tilted his head, the tips of his ears moved slightly, and his earlobes seemed to be still wet. Immediately, he stepped back and hid in the darkness, while those narrow fox eyes were locked in the direction of Wei Wan.

The footsteps outside were thin and light, but the bell on the body was not. It was especially clear in the quiet night.The cold wind blew in, and a beautiful figure walked into the tent with the moonlight behind her back.

Wei Wan half-squinted his eyes, and quickly covered her lips. He opened the fan with a swish, and the blade at the tip of the fan slid out at the same time, pressing against the woman's throat that wanted to whimper and scream: "Don't shout. "

Feeling the woman's fear and trembling, she frowned slightly and glanced in the direction where Rong Xian was hiding. Not all loss of control could make her sympathize, so she moved the ink jade fan closer to her.

When the woman nodded, she moved her hand away. The moment it fell, she glanced at the hand holding the fan.

Tsk, it’s okay, it’s no use in a hurry.

"Wu Yue?"

Her voice was cold, and the air-conditioning that swept in was even worse when the surrounding breath hit the curtain. When the woman heard the words, she looked back in surprise, as if she wanted to know who she was, and why she called out this name: "Are you from Quyang, Zheng State? "

Wu Yue nodded, tears streaming down her face: "I am."

These two words were spoken hoarsely and cautiously, but they were pure Zhengguo Mandarin.

"I need a set of your clothes." Wu Yue was half a head shorter than her. Wei Wan lowered his eyes and looked into her eyes full of autumn water, then pursed his lips and glanced at the dark place, "I want new ones. "

While talking and walking, Wei Wan did not drop the folding fan, but the tip of the fan moved from the front of his neck to the side of his neck.

Wu Yue swallowed her saliva and took out a baggage from the bottom of the mahogany box. The clothes inside were all newly made for her by Wan Muchun's steward when he learned that she was going to accompany General You Wang on the expedition. She had not yet had time to wear them.

When manager Wan Muchun saw her off, he still held her hand, his face full of joy, as if she was not going to fight with him, but getting married in glory, every word of which was: From now on, when you are prosperous, don't forget Wan Muchun's Support.

When Wei Wan raised his hand to take it, he raised the hand holding the fan neatly, knocking Wu Yue unconscious. He put his backhand around her slim waist and gently placed her on the couch.

At the same time, Wei Wan's back was pressed against a strong and thin body. Before she could steady him, he grabbed her waist and dragged her back. His slender and powerful hands also groped her accurately. With her elbow, she pressed the acupuncture point inside her elbow with skillful force, and Wu Yue's upper body instantly fell from her palm.

"Hiss--" The moment he gasped, Wei Wan's eyes widened, and he subconsciously scratched with his palms, but he didn't catch the person. In the blink of an eye, there was a 'dong' sound, and Wu Yue hit the pillow.

Before Wei Wan could calm down, a wet handkerchief covered her hands and was wiped carefully.

She exhaled slowly, still gritting her teeth in anger. She raised her hand and gave him a slap, hitting him on the shoulder. She used [-]% of her strength, but the cloak she put on him was [-]% leaking. The blow made her palms turn red.

Rong Xian grabbed her wrist and took a closer look. He looked at the red palm. He wanted to touch it with his fingertips but was unable to touch it. He pressed his long eyelashes upward and looked up at her: "The fan is in your hand. Do it with your hands." What."

"Go away," Wei Wan spat out a word coldly and slowly. His long eyelashes were raised, pressing out cold creases. Thinking of the soreness and numbness in his elbows just now, he smashed the baggage heavily without relief. In his arms, seeing that he was about to come closer again, he followed him with a sidelong glance and said, "Go away and change."

Rong Xian could hear the displeasure in her voice.

"Awan." His voice was a bit weak, but more coaxing and gentle.

Wei Wan heard the sound and turned his head. Through the darkness, he seemed to see the red glow on his cheeks, eyes, and earlobes clearly. He raised his eyebrows and said, "What, let me wash it for you?"

"Brother, you know what? Some people, wearing a layer of animal skin, really think they are masters of romance and make wild claims."

"You are gifted and you can learn anything quickly."

"What is sweet or bitter? You have to try it before you know whether it is the ultimate happiness in the world."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the person walking towards the screen, almost as if he was running away. The anger in his heart slowly dropped, and his lips curled up into a smile: "In the end, it looked like he was not very skilled, even unfamiliar. It’s very tight.”

After finishing speaking, he saw the person staggered and fell behind the screen.

Then, the sound of "ding-ding-ding" came continuously. Wei Wan walked to the table, picked up the teapot and washed his hands. After wiping his hands dry, he waited for a long time. There were rustling and bells behind the screen. The sound stopped for a moment, then turned, leaving only the sound of bells while walking.

A crisp and melodious sound came from behind, like the inner seed of a bell, following the breeze as it walked, wrapped in copper clothes, it responded happily to the breeze, the copper clothes, and everything that could make it dance.

Wei Wan turned around when he heard the sound, his breath stagnant. His eyes had already adapted to the darkness and he could clearly see the beautiful scenery that came into view.

Fox eyes, half-covered face, water sinking into bones and jade into flesh. [2]
　[1] Warring States Period·Han·Han Fei's "Han Feizi·Five Beetles": "A proverb says: 'A long sleeve is good at dancing, and a lot of money is good at being a good official.'"

　　[2] "Water sinks into bones and jade into flesh.", from Song Dynasty Huang Tingjian's "Two Poems on Jade Narcissus in Second Rhymes".

　　The fishing-type beauty Wei Awan vs. the loyal dog surrender Rong Lanting, crazy intervals still don't work [wipe sweat].

　　4000 today, updates will be gradually resumed.

　　
　
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