Qin Dynasty snare people

Lying on the soft couch "all weak and numb", Luo Yan looked at the bed curtain with dull eyes. The clothes on his body had been stripped clean and scattered all over the floor. To be honest, he could no longer pretend, because Mingzhu The medicine given by the madam was too light, and the inner breath had already detoxified the poison without even deliberately using it.

He thought Mrs. Mingzhu could use some more to increase the medicinal properties.

After all, it was a bit difficult to really get him to move.

If that doesn't work, just give him some time and let him go out and ask Mo Crow for some pills.

Well, these things can only be thought about.

After all, Luo Yan is now the prey, a private property that Madam Mingzhu can occupy at will. He has no right to resist, let alone the right to choose.

Madam Mingzhu beside her had already changed out of her dignified, noble and voluptuous long dress and put on an obscene garment composed of tulle and several pieces of cloth. Her fair skin, set off by the purple tulle, became even more charming.

I have to say, the clothes of this era are really outrageous, even these interesting costumes are included.

Madam, don't be like this, Zhengchun can't stand this.

Luo Yan closed his eyes, tilted his head slightly, pursed his lips tightly, with a stubborn and disobedient expression.

Anyway, he would not touch Mrs. Mingzhu.

He is a scholar, how could he do such a thing.

But he couldn't resist, after all, he was "poisoned".

"Sir, do I scare you so much?"

Mrs. Mingzhu has been attached to Luo Yan's body, but the cool gauze can't hide the delicate skin. The green silk slips down and scatters on Luo Yan's chest. Her fragrance is sultry. Her delicate and charming face is facing Luo Yan's face. A pair of Rouyi has been held in her hands. He looked at Luo Yan's face, straightened his face, poured out the pandan, and said in a soft voice, with a bit of sadness in it.

His expressions and movements are all captivating and fascinating.

Luo Yan closed his eyes tightly and refused to open them. With a bit of pain in his mouth, he persuaded: "Madam, we can't do this, and you can't do this to yourself. It's too late to look back now. Once you do it, you and I will I can’t even look back, it’s really insulting to gentlemen!”

The last sentence was said with great sadness and emotion, as if he had been insulted.

"Zuo Jian? That was also caused by you, sir!"

When Mrs. Mingzhu heard this, her beautiful eyes moved slightly, and the sarcasm flashed away. She looked playfully at Luo Yan, who refused to give in, and gently slid her fingers across his chest. She soon noticed something strange about Luo Yan's body. Immediately, the shame and charm in his eyes flashed away, he pursed his lips, looked charming, and joked: "Sir, your body seems to be more honest than your mouth."

After saying that, Mrs. Mingzhu also had a flash of confusion and sadness in her eyes.

She didn't know why she was suddenly so interested in Luo Yan.

Do you like it?

That's obviously impossible.

It's just impulse.

She didn't even understand why she was suddenly so impulsive and lost her usual calmness.

She only felt a fire in her heart. She was very angry. She hated the world and everyone. She just wanted to be unbridled and trample on all etiquette. This gave her an unspeakable pleasure, the pleasure of revenge.

This is the kind of absurdity she wants!

She held it in for too long!

It was so long that she no longer remembered what she was doing, just drifting with the crowd and fighting for power and gain.

Luo Yan's appearance and teasing made her recall some things, things that should have been forgotten, but these things made her feel painful and angry!

Mrs. Mingzhu gently stroked Luo Yan's face, then lowered her head to enjoy the prey that admired her. She wanted to destroy everything Luo Yan insisted on in her heart. She wanted to watch Luo Yan sink and fall, even if the other party was Ji Wuye and Someone whom my cousin values ​​​​.

But so what.

This feeling of going against everything intoxicated her.

The curtains drooped, and fish and dragons danced all night.

After a cup of tea.

Mrs. Mingzhu lay lazily in Luo Yan's arms, her jade back was charming, and the dirty clothes scattered beside her represented what had just happened.

Luo Yan had opened his eyes and looked up with a confused expression. He seemed to feel that the world was ridiculous. He was not pretending. He really felt a little incredible in his heart.

Because Mrs. Mingzhu is still a baby.

Feelings don't lie.

Isn’t it true that Han Wangan is too incompetent?

It doesn't matter if the country is not managed well, but he can't even manage his real wife. It is simply a shame among men.

The most important thing is, what should Luo Yan do? !

Some things are hard to deal with, especially things like this.

While Luo Yan was thinking, he raised his arms and hugged Mrs. Mingzhu. Her delicate skin felt great. As Luo Yan made moves, Mrs. Mingzhu lazily opened her eyes, with a hint of beauty in her beautiful eyes. Lazy and sober, after venting the anger in her heart, she also regained her composure.

She looked at the man hugging her, raised her eyebrows slightly, and a flash of curiosity flashed through her beautiful eyes, as if she was looking forward to Luo Yan's reaction.

After all, he is a serious scholar.

Luo Yan also looked at Mrs. Mingzhu.

Mrs. Pearl's face has a sculpture-like three-dimensional feel, which is extremely delicate. Her eyes are long and narrow, and the ends of her eyes are upturned. She always exudes charm, her eyebrows are long and straight, her lips are moist and small, and there are two blushes on her cheeks. Extremely beautiful, exquisite and heart-warming.

This is a stunning beauty that can drive any man crazy.

Luo Yan didn't think about it for too long and chewed it down.

We will discuss the issues later. First, he conquered Lady Mingzhu.

Luo Yan has fallen~

Her plan succeeded~

. . . . . . . .

Prime Minister's Mansion, backyard.

Lang Zhangliang, a handsome young man who was practicing calligraphy and reading in the study, received a letter without a signature. However, as he opened it, the familiar handwriting made him recognize the person who wrote it.

Ninth Young Master Han Fei.

When he was a child, Zifang, who was only a few years old, often followed Han Fei around, and the two were considered good friends.

Over the years, the two sides have exchanged letters, and Han Fei taught Zhang Liang a lot in the letters. If you have to say it, Han Fei can be regarded as half of Zhang Liang's teacher.

Zhang Liang also frowned slightly as he read the contents of the letter.

The content above is very concise, and most of it is about the ghost soldier robbery case.

During this time, although he knew that the Ghost Soldier Robbery Case was somewhat complicated, he never thought that the case had become so complicated that it even involved his grandfather's life and death.

If you are not careful, it is very likely that your family will be destroyed and your family will be destroyed, and there will be no recovery.

The content on the letter clearly stated the situation without any concealment.

Han Fei even stated his thoughts and conditions. Everything was laid out clearly and with great sincerity.

Finally, he didn't forget to tease the ovary and invite him to help him.

"Brother Han has given me a difficult problem. It's hard to tell my grandfather~"

Zhang Liang laughed at the last witticism, then looked slightly serious, thought for a moment, and said slowly.

He knew his grandfather's character very well.

Especially for this kind of thing, Kaifang was opposed to Zhang Liang's participation. Kaifang was relatively old-fashioned. He felt that Zhang Liang's first priority now was to study, not to participate in political affairs.

Of course, this can also be regarded as a kind of protection, a kind of care for the younger generations by the elderly.

"It's really hard to stay out of the situation."

Zhang Liang was silent for a moment and said softly, a flash of determination flashed through his clear and bright eyes.

Since Brother Han wants to change South Korea, why would Zhang Liang want to be here?

The four sentences Luo Yan said in Hengqu came to mind inexplicably, and his fists clenched slightly.

The young man also has great ambitions.

The family and country are already in turmoil, how can he be alone?

Without hesitation, he got up and walked towards the courtyard where Zhang Zhang was located. It was time to talk.

Tell grandpa that he is no longer young.

He should also shoulder his share of responsibilities.

. . . . . . . .

Zilanxuan.

Wei Zhuang returned soon, glanced at Han Fei who was drinking tea, and said calmly: "It has been delivered."

"Just send it to me. I'm sorry, Brother Wei Zhuang."

Han Fei looked at Wei Zhuang and chuckled.

There were some things that he couldn't openly say to Zhang Zhang, as that would embarrass Zhang Zhang, but Zhang Liang was different. As the grandson of Zhang Liang, it was more appropriate for the ovary to say some things.

After Zhang Kaiwei weighs the pros and cons, he will come to you.

Then Han Fei can participate openly and profit from it.

In Han Fei's view, Kaidi cannot fall. Even if he loses all his minions now, he himself is still very useful. After all, he is still the prime minister of South Korea.

One bite won't make you fat. Han Fei's first target is Sikou, starting with his best method!

Only by improving the laws can everything go on the right track!

Wei Zhuang walked up to Han Fei, slowly sat down on his knees, and said calmly: "Are you sure?"

"You don't know much about Zhang Liang, but he is a wonderful person. Once you get to know him, you will understand."

Han Fei raised a finger and joked with a hint of smile in his eyes.

Wei Zhuang glanced at him indifferently, then poured tea and water. It took a lot of energy to deliver the letter.

Han Fei, who was ignored by Wei Zhuang, had a stiff expression and missed Luo Yan inexplicably.

Luo Yan would never treat him like this.

By the way, what is Brother Luo doing? ?

. . . . . . . .

Luo Yan is sinking and is about to fall into darkness, making it difficult for him to extricate himself.

Mrs. Mingzhu is more difficult to deal with than Luo Yan thought.

"Sir, you are really bad..."

Madam Mingzhu's eyes were as charming as silk, and her whole body was as soft as mud in Luo Yan's arms. Her fair arms hugged Luo Yan's neck tightly, her voice was trembling and soft, and she greedily breathed in the breath of Luo Yan.

"It's not right for us to do this."

Luo Yan seemed to have regained his sanity at this moment, and said with a struggling look on his face. He even took his arms away from Mrs. Mingzhu because of his regained sanity.

As the old saying goes, people who are short of money always lack confidence and confidence.

Luo Yan was in this state at the moment.

He Luo is not interested in women.

"Sir~"

Mrs. Mingzhu didn't listen to Luo Yan's words. She hugged Luo Yan tightly and shouted softly.

Luo Yan shuddered when he heard this soft cry, and he couldn't resist anymore.

But Mrs. Mingzhu obviously didn't care whether Luo Yan could withstand it or not.