I love the harem with my sweet mouth

When Zhou Yanzong got off the carriage, the corners of his mouth were raised.

Wang Shou, who followed the waiter, hurriedly ordered someone to bring a footstool, and stretched out his right hand with a curved arm.

Zhou Yanzong grew up in the outskirts and couldn't get used to this vain stuff, so he waved his hand and jumped off the carriage.

Wang Shou has been by his side for two years, and he has never seen Zhou Yanzong with a smile on his face. This is the first time he has seen it today, and he also laughed: "Your Majesty has encountered something happy, and he also told the slave Say it, so that the slaves will also join in the fun."

Zhou Yanzong paused.

Han Qingyang's sweet breath and soft voice seemed to be still in his ears.

He squinted at Wang Shou.

"What's the matter with you?"

How can such private words in the boudoir be spoken and heard by others?

Wang Shou was resentful, and he was still happy when he was scolded.

"Yes, yes, yes... It's all slaves talking too much."

Under the blue sky and white clouds, there are rolling mountains. The lush and lush Jiyun Mountains are like a giant dragon lying on the ground, extending to the end of the sight.

Zhou Yanzong was in a calm mood, he took a few steps forward with his hands behind his back, pointed to a lake on the west side and said, "I remember that there is a lake called Lover's Lake on the way to Huguo Temple. This time I have plenty of time to go out of the palace, so I will be there tonight." Camp and rest."

Wang Shou looked troubled.

"Your Majesty really has a good memory, but the Lover's Lake is surrounded by mountains on one side and open flat land on three sides, and there is no prior arrangement. If there are wild beasts or small haunts that startle Your Majesty, wouldn't it be a slave's sin? ?”

Zhou Yanzong put his hands behind his back.

"It's okay, just go on as you order."

Zhou Yanzong had always been one-sided, and Wang Shou had no choice but to let others pass on the word, and sent a team of people to set up camp at the front first, and do a good job of security patrols.

After passing the message, Zhou Yanzong got on his horse again, so he went around to the carriage.

"The servant greets the empress."

In the carriage, Han Qingyang was talking to Princess Chaoyun, and he was telling a joke, which made Princess Chaoyun lean back and forth laughing, clutching her stomach and screaming that her stomach hurts.

Han Qingyang lifted the curtain and looked out. Seeing Wang Shou's distressed expression, he hurriedly asked with concern, "What's wrong with your father-in-law?"

Wang Shou repeated Zhou Yanzong's previous words, and explained the stakes in it.

"Your Majesty is the person on the tip of His Majesty's heart, and I hope that your Majesty will take pity on this poor servant, and turn around to persuade Your Majesty. This servant will definitely remember Your Majesty's great kindness."

He made a gesture to kneel down.

Han Qingyang stretched out his hand to help.

"Eunuch doesn't need to be too polite. Now I am His Majesty's concubine, and I am one with His Majesty. Only when Your Majesty is well can I be well. Even if Eunuch doesn't talk about this matter, I have to try my best to persuade him."

Wang Shou thanked Dade for his kindness and withdrew.

Princess Chaoyun had laughed enough and came over.

"What is he doing here?"

Han Qingyang reached out and pinched her chubby face.

"It's okay. I just don't know if the princess can ride a horse?"

Princess Chaoyun raised her chin proudly.

"Father often says that his children, regardless of gender, must be able to ride and shoot. Sister-in-law, don't look at my age, my riding skills are not even comparable to ordinary men?"

Han Qingyang looked at her with a smile.

"Then how do you compare with me?"

Princess Chaoyun has no reason not to agree.

"Just compare, but if sister-in-law loses, you are not allowed to complain to Brother Huang."

Han Qingyang also made a request.

"If the princess loses, don't cry."

The two clapped their hands together as a pledge, and they both got out of the carriage.

When Wang Shou heard that Han Qingyang was going to race a horse with Princess Chaoyun, half of his soul was frightened, and he trotted over. Riding a horse is no joke, what if he fell off?

His majesty finally got such a sweetheart, if he fell to his death, where would he go to find such a person again?

In the middle of the run, he felt that he was being light-hearted, so he changed his way to find Zhou Yanzong.

When Zhou Yanzong heard that the two were going to compete, he hurried over on Heifeng.

"You want to race horses with Chaoyun?"

Han Qingyang looked up at him with his neck up. The man on the horse looked taller and mightier. When the sun shone from behind him, Han Qingyang had to squint his eyes.

"Your Majesty will not disagree."

Zhou Yanzong got off his horse and grabbed the whip with his right hand.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Han Qingyang answered him boldly, "Your Majesty is not even afraid of spending the night in such a dangerous place as Lover's Lake. Your concubine is just riding a horse, so what is there to be afraid of?"

Zhou Yanzong glanced at Wang Shou who was standing aside.

This old thing talks very fast.

"I thought Concubine Ai was delicate and frail, and I didn't want to have such courage, but Gu specially allowed you to ride Gu's black wind."

Han Qingyang expressed his thanks.

Zhou Yanzong pouted.

"Don't worry about thanking you, Gu's Black Wind is different from ordinary horses. Except for Gu, it is difficult for ordinary people to get close..."

But as soon as the voice fell, he was slapped in the face.

I saw Han Qingyang walking over, first smoothing Heifeng's fur, Heifeng snorted, and the horse's hooves scratched a few times, then he seemed to say a few words in a low voice, and then turned onto the horse, with neat movements Chic.

"drive!"

Hearing a soft shout, Yiyine flew into the distance, and the person was already in the distance.

Zhou Yanzong pursed his thin lips tightly.

Looks like it's time to find a mare for Black Wind.

The game was over quickly.

When Han Qingyang came back riding the black wind, his smile was extraordinarily bright, his crooked eyebrows were like the moon in the sky, and his smile was like the spring breeze blowing on the tip of his heart, crisp, soft, and slightly sweet .

He got off his horse, "Your Majesty, guess who won?"

Zhou Yanzong looked at his arrogant appearance.

"Gu's beloved concubine really surprised Gu."

He put his arms around his waist and pulled him into his arms.

Princess Chaoyun walked over with a bitter face.

"Brother Huang and sister-in-law teamed up to bully me. If Brother Huang hadn't lent Black Wind to sister-in-law to ride, how could my Xiaobai have lost?"

She distinguished angrily.

Seeing that the two of them were tightly pressed together, they became more and more uncomfortable.

"Ever since the emperor got a new sister-in-law, he doesn't love Chaoyun anymore."

Zhou Yanzong looked at the tears in her eyes, and rarely joked: "Which one is closer, my concubine or my younger sister? Gu can still tell the difference."

After Zhao Yun heard this, he didn't even want to cry anymore, and ran back to his carriage angrily.

Han Qingyang was not used to such intimacy, blushing and said: "Your Majesty, everyone is watching."

Zhou Yanzong hooked the corners of his lips.

"What does Aifei mean to wait until midnight when no one is around?"

......

The night is getting darker.

Fires were lit around the tent, illuminating the entire camp as if it were daytime.

The biggest tent among them is Zhou Yanzong's temporary bedroom.

After a simple dinner, he washed up early and went to bed.

When Han Qingyang opened the curtain and came in, he let out a "huh".

"Your Majesty rested early today."

The corners of Zhou Yanzong's lips twitched.

"There is nothing left and right, so go to bed early."

Han Qingyang could see the meaning behind his words from his expression, and blushed before he knew it.

Zhou Yanzong patted the side of the bed.

"Could it be that Concubine Ai has forgotten what she said to Gu during the day?"

Han Qingyang murmured in his heart.

He said that he wanted to repay him, but now Zhou Yanzong's expression doesn't seem quite right?

Don't the two of them understand the same thing in return?

Han Qingyang put the tray in his hand on the low table beside the bed.

"How dare the concubine forget, so I came early, Your Majesty should take off your clothes first."

Zhou Yanzong was stunned for a moment.

He stretched out his hand and began to take off his obscene clothes, "Aifei is really bold."

Han Qingyang didn't know why, seeing that he was taking off his obscene clothes and going to take off his obscene pants, he hurriedly shouted: "Don't take off the obscene pants for now. Your Majesty, please lie on your stomach first. When I was in Dajin, my concubine followed an imperial physician." Some massage techniques, let the concubine repay His Majesty tonight."

"That's it?"

There was some disappointment in Zhou Yanzong's tone.

Han Qingyang smiled and said, "Otherwise what does His Majesty think?"

Zhou Yanzong was silent, and lay down on the bed under Han Qingyang's urging.

The man's back was very thick, with bulging muscles, and it was covered with large and small scars. Before Han Qingyang wiped away the medicinal oil in his palm, he was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.

"It must hurt, right?"

Zhou Yanzong said it very easily.

"It's just minor injuries."

Han Qingyang sniffed. He thought his life was hard enough, but luckily he still has a younger brother by his side, with many sons and blessings, but what about Zhou Yanzong?

He was thrown to the military camp in the outskirts when he was just born. He had no love from his father or mother. How did he get here these days?

"Your Majesty, don't be sad. From now on, my concubine will be with you and will always be with you, okay?"

His voice was soft, with a bit of crying.

Zhou Yanzong's heart softened.

"it is good!"

After Han Qingyang wiped off the medicinal oil, he began to massage Zhou Yanzong.

"Your Majesty had someone you liked before? Or did you have any close friends and confidants?"

Zhou Yanzong enjoyed it with his eyes closed. Han Qingyang's movements were gentle and his strength was well controlled. Occasionally, when the strength was aggravated in a few places, it was particularly sour and comfortable.

"No."

Han Qingyang tapped his back and rubbed his shoulders for him, beads of sweat appeared on his face from time to time.

"Then His Majesty can like your concubines from now on, and treat your concubines as friends, and your concubines are very willing..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

Zhou Yanzong's voice was deep.

"Love is most useless, loneliness is unnecessary, loneliness..."

He grew up so big by himself, he was raised by nature, he had no one he liked, no friends, but he had a good life, and even became the emperor.

Han Qingyang paused.

"Oh! It's the concubine who has usurped."

I can't help but feel a little lost.

While feeling lost, he also thought of Zhou Yanzong's pity.

He moved a little towards the end of the bed and grabbed Zhou Yanzong's feet.

"Your Majesty, there is always hope in this world. The Yongquan acupoint on the soles of the feet corresponds to the kidneys in the human body. Regular acupoint massage can strengthen a man's kidneys."

Later, I felt that this remark was inappropriate, and added, "It can also strengthen the body."

As he spoke, he curled up his fingers and pressed down hard.

"what......"

Zhou Yanzong cried out.

Han Qingyang sighed softly.

So pitiful.

Sure enough, the kidney is not good.

He didn't use much force, but he was called like this?

Just when Zhou Yanzong was about to open his mouth to defend, two cold lights suddenly struck.

"Be careful."

Zhou Yanzong turned over and used his back as a shield to protect Han Qingyang in his arms.

The sharp arrows were nailed to the bed, and the tails of the arrows trembled.

Before Han Qingyang could react, he suddenly felt warm body dripping on his face.

"Stay here and don't go anywhere. Come when you go alone."

As soon as Zhou Yanzong's words fell, the person flew out like an arrow from the string.

Looking out through the tent, there are crowds of people.

Han Qingyang reached out and touched his face.

The tentacles were sticky and wet, and he looked down at his fingers.

The fingertips were dyed bright red.

In order to protect him, Zhou Yanzong was injured!