The Story of Leaping from the Dragon Gate

Wengfu Polo Training Ground provides lunch, which is not too fancy, but it is very real.Thinking of drinking and eating with Dugu, Song Wei just poured a bowl of noodle soup to finish before departure.Unexpectedly, eating turned into being eaten, and after Dugu finally let him go with satisfaction, his eyes turned black after bursts of hunger and exhaustion.

The pleasure gained after being pushed to the extreme is strong and long-lasting.It was as if the seven souls and six souls were broken up and could no longer be reunited, leaving only sporadic fragments of consciousness floating around.

Too tired, too hungry, can neither sleep nor eat.Song Wei's whole body was limp and turned into a pile of meat paste, let it be manipulated, rounded and flattened.

There is a screen beside the bath, and a low couch is set behind the screen.Dugu put him on the couch, and turned around to ask someone to bring food.Things are already ready, just waiting for the summons.Dugu Mian took the tray, waved away the maid, and went back behind the screen.

The main course is a yokan, which uses a new method invented by the royal chef: stew the lamb thoroughly, put it in the ice cellar to freeze into a crystal jelly, then slice it into thin slices, and sprinkle it with ginger vinegar sauce.This kind of cuisine is delicious and refreshing, mild and not dry, and is most suitable for eating in summer.

Dugu Mian scooped up a piece with a spoon and brought it to Song Wei's mouth: "Xiaoyin, try it."

Song Wei didn't even bother to open her eyes, her expression was weary, which meant that she didn't want to eat.

"This is a new delicacy in the palace. I ate it by chance last month. I thought you would like it, so I asked about the recipe carefully. The cook here doesn't know how to make it. It took a few times to make it decent. Try it, um. ?”

Song Wei half opened his eyes, looked at the appearance, and opened his mouth to eat.He probably felt that the taste was acceptable, so he swallowed a mouthful without making a sound, opened his mouth automatically, and silently urged the next mouthful.

Seeing his grandpa waiting to be served, Dugu really loves and hates him in his heart.I squeezed it on my face, and sure enough, I scooped up another piece and fed it to him.While feeding, he was thinking wildly: he is willing to curl up in his arms obediently like this, even if he feeds every now and then, there is nothing wrong with it.

Tired of eating halfway, Qin Xian came to find him.It turned out that Qin's bodyguard realized later that he was still holding the farewell gift from Young Master Song to the Young Lord in his hand. He didn't dare to delay, so he sent it over immediately, and specially conveyed the uniqueness of this wine.Dugu Mian took the delicate white porcelain amphora, unplugged it and sniffed it, his face beaming with joy.

Going back to the couch, sitting cross-legged on the floor, with a gentle smile on his face: "Xiao Yin, I always think of you, knowing that you also think of me, everything is really worth it."

Song Weixin said that I miss you ass!However, the wine was what he asked for, and he brought it himself, and he threw it to Qin Xian face to face, and told him to give it to this bastard for his farewell party. There is really no excuse to reverse the case.

He curled his lips and lay still.

Dugu Mian reached for the cup, but suddenly changed his mind.Lifting the bottle, pouring it slowly, a stream of dark red wine flowed down evenly and finely, pouring straight into Song Wei's round and sunken navel.

This place is very sensitive, Song Wei only felt a chill in the center of her abdomen, and shivered her waist involuntarily.

Dugu Mian held him down: "Don't move. This wine is so precious, I don't want to waste a single drop. Believe it or not, I will drink wherever you spill it."

Song Wei cursed in a hoarse voice: "You perverted rascal!" But knowing that he would do what he said, he really didn't dare to move any more, even his breathing was suppressed and became slow.

The surface tension of the wine was very strong, and as he shook his body, it didn't overflow at all.Dugu Mian kept moving until the wine filled the entire navel, and it protruded a bit, shaking slightly due to the ups and downs of breathing.In the center of the snow-white belly, there seems to be a huge bright red pigeon's blood gemstone embedded.After staring at it for a long while, I lowered my head in fascination, and slowly sipped and tasted.

Song Wei couldn't see anything, but the picture appeared in his mind very clearly.Such a situation seems to be much more embarrassing than fighting with real swords and guns.In a natural, sweet, mellow and long-lasting wine aroma, from the root of the ear to the tip of the toe, it is all dyed into an attractive pink.The bottom of the sunken little wine cup seems to be connected with a nerve dedicated to manipulating desire. Whenever the tip of the tongue slides over, it plucks the string, again and again, involving naughty little things, completely disregarding the owner's wishes and the status quo , one step and three shakes, wobbled and stood up again.

With her arms limply covering her face, Song Wei wanted to cry without tears: "Master Hou, you at least... leave me a breath... I still have a loving mother here, I can't... I can't just die like this..."

Dugu Xian broke his power immediately, and burst out laughing with a "poof".The wine was dispersed by the air current and bloomed into a gorgeous flower.Like a real alcoholic, he pounced on him to lick and suck, finally freed up the space to respond: "Don't worry, I won't die...I'll send you off tonight, your mother won't catch me."

Afterwards, he only cared about drinking and never talked again.

A small bottle of "Beauty's Tears", no more than two taels, ended up drinking for a long time before bottoming out.

After Dugu drank a bottle of wine, he still couldn't finish it.Song Wei dug a few pieces of yokan to satisfy his hunger, closed his eyes and fell asleep.Things have come to this point, it is useless to think too much.Anyway, it's so cool that Gu owes Xiangu to death, it's unprecedented, and it doesn't suffer.

Song Wei didn't wake up until midnight, and he didn't have a serious meal all day, so Dugu then accompanied him to have a grand supper, talking while eating.

"It's so late, how about going back tomorrow morning?"

Song Wei shook her head: "I'll definitely let my mother know when I go back in the morning. It's not a prostitution house, it's even more troublesome if you reveal your secrets later."

Dugu was stunned for a moment, looked at him and smiled wryly: "Xiaoyin, you really know how to make me feel uncomfortable."

Song Wei drank a few mouthfuls of bird's nest porridge before saying calmly, "Master Hou, each other."

Dugu Xian knew that he had never been able to win favors verbally, anyway, this time the real advantage has already been taken, so there is no need to worry about words.Served him another bowl of porridge, and said: "On the day the imperial decree was issued, I greeted Mu Qiye. The Mu family must not treat you badly. You can find a suitable time to meet Qiye later."

Song Wei bowed her head and hummed, eating and drinking wholeheartedly.

Dugu Xian suddenly stretched out his hand, and stroked the loose hair on the side of his face behind his ears.

Song Wei didn't realize it, and still focused on eating and drinking.

"Xiaoyin, I'm back in the capital, and I'm afraid I won't be able to leave in the near future, but I will definitely come here a year ago. Since you like Juju, it's okay to play with them. It's just that it's a matter of being brave and competitive, and you have more thoughts Be careful, bumping and bumping where you hurt, the gain outweighs the loss."

Song Wei paused and nodded.

While he was putting down the bowl, Dugu Mian suddenly grabbed his right hand and put an ivory wrench on his thumb.

Smiling slightly: "The size is actually just right, but it's a pity you don't shoot arrows." He turned his hand over and looked at it, "The fingers are so delicate, and they are really not the hands that draw the bow and string."

Song Wei pulled back his hand vigorously, pulled out the wrench and threw it back to him, unconvinced: "Who stipulates that archery depends on the hand? It depends on strength and accuracy. Practice makes perfect, how rare!"

Dugu's smile immediately brought coaxing: "Then next time I come, I will teach you archery?"

This proposal is really tempting.Song Wei struggled for a moment, then said in a bad mood: "There are so many people who know how to shoot arrows in the world, who is it not to learn from? You want to teach?"

Dugu Mian was very proud: "There are so many people who know how to shoot arrows in the world, but it's a pity that there is a world of difference between them. The old Marquis of the Zhaohou Mansion begged me to give advice to his little grandson, but I didn't agree. You see how faceless you are." .”

Not every dynasty will arrange riding and archery lessons for princes, and not every emperor has the opportunity to practice riding and archery.Song Wei can ride a horse, but has never learned archery seriously.On the one hand itchy, on the other hand he was even more afraid of trouble, watching Dugu Mian pinching the ivory wrench in his hand to play with, without any patterns or carvings, the color is quite old, and the size is even weirder, he couldn't help asking: "Where did you get this thing?" Did you get it?"

"I found it in this old house. It's an old thing I used to practice archery when I was a child. You see, there are words carved by myself on it."

Song Wei took it over and looked, and there was indeed a crooked "Mian" character engraved on the inner wall of the finger. If the owner hadn't explained it in advance, it would be really difficult to recognize it.

Can't help laughing: "How old were you when you engraved this?"

"Seven or eight years old. At that time, I just started to learn archery, and my grandfather taught me by myself. I couldn't even move the bow, so I ordered a trumpet to practice every day. This is my first peacock, and I used it for almost three years."

Pei Wei pulls his fingers.The practical value of the wrench in this era is far greater than the decorative value.Song Wei lowered his head to take a closer look, and sure enough, he found that there were countless scratches on the surface, which were the imprints left by countless times of bowstring and arrow shafts passing close to him.

Handing the things back, he said very self-aware: "It's too hard, I guess I won't be able to learn it."

Dugu Xian took out a leather rope and passed it through the fingers: "You don't need to go into battle to shoot and kill the enemy, it's just a lot of fun in hunting, so what are you afraid of."

He casually hung the leather rope around Song Wei's neck and tied it in a tight knot.Pressing his arm to prevent it from being taken off, looking into his eyes, he said solemnly: "Xiao Yin, I know you are doing well here, and I don't need to worry about it at all. But I can't just do nothing, do nothing. Do it. This gadget is worthless, even more inconspicuous, and doesn’t hinder you. In case something happens, bring it to Dugu Mansion to find the housekeeper, Uncle Shang, and it will help you somewhat.”

Leaning forward, hugging Song Wei, and sticking to his ear: "Xiao Yin, just take pity on me and leave me a thought, huh?"

The sound of "hmm" made Song Wei's ears turn red, goosebumps all over his neck, and he almost kicked him.I have never seen such a shameless man again, begging for help in a low voice, begging for such arrogance, arrogance and determination.

That being said, the wrench did not come off after all.

Dugu Mian personally sent Song Wei home, and in his capacity, the curfew and the like were useless.Arriving outside Song's house, Song Wei looked closer and saw that the courtyard door was locked, and then remembered that she told her mother the day before yesterday that she was going to send a friend off, and she might be late, her mother shyly hinted that she might spend the night at Maasa's place.I was so ridiculous for a day that I completely forgot about this.

Dazed for a moment, I heard Dugu ask: "What? No key? Let's climb over the wall and go in?" Then he whispered: "Look at the crack in the brick under the word 'Jing' on the left side of 'Routine Jing'."

Dugu Mian found the key and opened the door. Before he could take a step, he picked it up and walked into the house. Two guards were waiting in the courtyard.

"Is your mother not at home?"

Song Wei was heartbroken: "Not at home. She said it, but I forgot."

Dugu Mian sent him to bed: "Then I'll wait until you fall asleep before leaving."

Song Wei didn't object.Realizing that her mother has probably found the happiness she wanted, she was relieved and inexplicably disappointed.Having one more person by your side is of no benefit to loneliness, but it can serve as a distraction and empathy.Song Wei closed her eyes, and after a while, she heard a rustling sound, Dugu took off her boots and lay down, put her hands on her waist and rubbed them lightly, it was so comfortable that he fell into a dark dream in an instant.