I love the harem with my sweet mouth

How this night came, Han Qingyang didn't dare to think about it, at this moment he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

When he was in Dajin, his mother taught him that since ancient times, it was unreasonable for men to be compatible, and it was even more painful for the inferiors.Before last night, Han Qingyang thought it was nothing more than being stabbed in the fingertips by the tip of a needle, and what was worse was nothing more than a cut by a sharp knife.

But in the end, he thought too simply, too naively.

When the overwhelming pain hit, Han Qingyang felt as if his whole body was split into two by a sword.

"pain!"

He cried and wanted to escape, but the space in the coffin was limited, and Zhou Yanzong's arms like iron clamps were tightly wrapped around his waist, making him unable to move.

There were crystal beads of sweat on Zhou Yanzong's forehead.

"Qingyang, don't cry, I..."

There was worry and guilt in his voice.

"If you hurt, you bite me, hit me, scratch me..."

Wave after wave of pain rushed towards Han Qingyang like a wave. He didn't have the strength to hit someone, so he just cursed loudly: "Zhou Yanzong, you are a big bastard, you know how to bully me... ...."

Tears hit Zhou Yanzong's chest, it was so hot that he kissed him.

"Qing Yang..."

He kissed him delicately, resisting the impulse in his heart.

Han Qingyang cried and urged, "Hurry up..."

Zhou Yanzong couldn't bear to see him suffer, so he hastily resolved the battle.

After an unknown amount of time, the carriage stopped, and the lid of the coffin was opened, and dazzling light came in.

Han Qingyang fell asleep in a daze, groaned, and burrowed into Zhou Yanzong's arms like a kitten.

As soon as the coffin lid was opened, before everyone had time to look inside, they heard a shout full of resentment from inside.

"No one is allowed to look. Whoever dares to take a peek, I gouged out his eyeballs."

Han Qingyang's clothes had been torn into rags by him last night, Zhou Yanzong covered his body with his clothes, got out of the coffin first, then leaned over and carried Han Qingyang out.

Han Qingyang was covered tightly, so he wasn't that shy anymore, anyway, he couldn't see other people's expressions, as long as he wasn't embarrassed, then those people outside were the ones who were embarrassed.

Zhou Yanzong glanced around, and everyone lowered their heads knowingly.With his bare upper body, he walked towards the inn with Han Qingyang in his arms.

This is Feng'an Town, which is the closest to the capital city. There are many tourists and vendors traveling from north to south, so although this town is not big, it is extremely prosperous.It was just at sunrise, and there were not many pedestrians on the street.

Qi Meng saw that Zhou Yanzong's body was covered with many new scars, most of which were scratches and bite marks. The old and new scars were intertwined, which looked particularly explosive, so he moved closer to Li Zhuang.

"Hey, did you say that brother Jiu and sister-in-law Jiu fought in the coffin last night?"

Li Zhuang squinted at him.

"You don't know anything about things between husband and wife."

The group asked for an upper room, and asked the store to bring some hot water up.Duo Zi worriedly followed to go to the second floor, but was stopped by Qi Meng, "Why do you think you don't have eyesight? With my ninth brother up there, how can you treat your master badly?"

Duozi stayed up all night, with red eye circles.

"I just want to see if the master is injured..."

Duofu looked towards the direction of the second floor, and pulled Duozi to sit down.

"When the master calls us, let's go up."

In the upper room on the second floor, as soon as the door closed, Han Qingyang tore off the clothes wrapped around his body, and stared at Zhou Yanzong fiercely.

Zhou Yanzong knew he was in the wrong, so he hurriedly poured him a glass of water.

"Qingyang, don't look at me like this, it makes me feel so creepy. And I can't be the only one to blame for what happened last night. You responded to me so enthusiastically at that time, how can I bear it?"

Han Qingyang took a sip of water, feeling a little better in his throat.

He was just about to get up, but when he moved, a sharp pain came from behind him. He gasped and sat back on the bed.

"It's all your fault."

Hot water was delivered quickly, and Zhou Yanzong took Han Qingyang to take a bath again.

"hiss......"

As soon as he put the person into the bathtub, he felt Han Qingyang's whole body tense up. He was startled, hurriedly tested the temperature of the water, and murmured in confusion.

"The water temperature is just right, isn't it too hot?"

Han Qingyang was so angry that he couldn't speak, and cleaned himself up.Unexpectedly, when he raised his eyes, he saw Zhou Yanzong taking off his pants.He widened his eyes and exclaimed, "Zhou Yanzong, you are still not human."

Zhou Yanzong paused.

Seeing Han Qingyang hiding beside the bathtub like a frightened deer, and looking at him like a wolf guarding against hunger, he couldn't help laughing.

"I stayed in the coffin for a whole night last night, and I want to wash it too, and I swear that I will never do anything to you."

Han Qingyang snorted coldly.

"A man's mouth, you deceitful ghost, you never said that when you were in the palace."

Zhou Yanzong laughed dryly twice.

Han Qingyang said again: "And the bathtub here is very small, it's not comparable to the bathtub in the palace. There's no room for the two of us. You can just wash it later."

Zhou Yanzong obediently waited aside, and after Han Qingyang finished washing, he carried him back to the bed.

Then he washed indiscriminately with the water that Han Qingyang had washed.

The moment he put on clean obscene clothes and trousers and walked out from behind the screen, he was stunned.

On the mattress, the snow was shining brightly.

Han Qingyang was twisting his body and applying medicine to himself.

The undulating lines seemed to be continuous snow mountains, Zhou Yanzong was stunned for a moment, and swallowed suddenly.

Han Qingyang was stunned at that moment.

The whole person seems to have been acupunctured, and it's not true if you take your fingers away, and it's not true if you don't take them away.

It would be fine if the injury was in other places, just let Duozi and Duofu help to apply the medicine, but it is such a private place, how dare he bother others.

Han Qingyang looked at him vigilantly, "Turn around first."

Zhou Yanzong was a little injured, didn't he mean his close relatives and his wife?They are already husband and wife, so why should Han Qingyang see others like this.He stepped forward and sat down next to the bed.

"Let me prescribe medicine for you."

Han Qingyang's face turned red immediately, and he stuttered when he spoke.

"I...I'm a wounded person now, don't think about it..."

Zhou Yanzong took the medicine and carefully applied it on him.

"Could it be that in your eyes I don't know how to be sympathetic and sympathetic?"

Han Qingyang remembered what happened last night, and his body became hotter and hotter.To be honest, Zhou Yanzong treated him very well, he actually held back in that situation last night and did not hurt him too much.

"sorry."

Zhou Yanzong's throat tightened, and he quickly looked away.He was afraid that if he continued to watch it, he would really not be able to bear it.

"It's me who should say I'm sorry, I shouldn't hide it from you, and I shouldn't hurt you..."

Han Qingyang was lying on the bed, and after taking the medicine, he felt a slight chill in the wound. He lowered his eyes and trembled his long eyelashes, "It's not really an injury, it's all about you... It’s a bit bigger, and there’s no fat, so it’s hurt, don’t worry, it’ll be fine after two days.”

Zhou Yanzong's face became hot.

"You still understand these?"

Han Qingyang gave a soft "hmm", "Before I came to Dazhou, my father sent someone to teach me a lot of things, of course I know."

Zhou Yanzong looked a little unnatural.

"Are you hungry? I'll go down and bring you some food."

Trapped in the coffin last night was stuffy, hot and tired, and now I was really hungry, after Zhou Yanzong went out, Han Qingyang pulled the quilt and buried him in the bed, it was simply too shameful.

Zhou Yanzong was thinking about something, and almost bumped into the waiter when he went downstairs.

grease?

How did you mention the grease?

He ordered the shopkeeper to prepare some porridge and side dishes, and added some buns and pancakes.

When Qi Meng saw Zhou Yanzong, he hurriedly leaned over with a smile.

"Brother Nine..."

Zhou Yanzong looked at his wretched face, and said with a serious face: "Qingyang feels a little uncomfortable, you go and call the military doctor."

Zhou Yanzong went up to the second floor with the tray, and didn't enter the room immediately, but guarded at the stairs.

The military doctor, surnamed Hu, was about forty years old, with a long beard and a medium build. He saw Zhou Yanzong as soon as he reached the second floor, and he hurriedly saluted.

"General."

Still the old name.Those who can follow along are Zhou Yanzong's confidantes.

Zhou Yanzong pursed his thin lips a few times, looked around again, hooked Hu Sheng's shoulders and led him to the corner, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know what grease is?"

Hu Sheng looked at him curiously.

"I know. There are some masculine brothers in the army who ask me for a bottle from time to time."

Zhou Yanzong asked again.

"What is the use of this thing?"

Hu Sheng explained patiently: "When a man has sex, use this thing as a lubricant to relieve the pain of the inferior."

Zhou Yanzong understood.

"Give me a bottle later."

Hu Sheng, "??????"

Zhou Yanzong patted him on the shoulder and added another sentence.

"Quietly, don't let anyone see it."

Hu Sheng: "..."

......

After breakfast, Han Qingyang lay on the soft bed, thinking that he would change from a concubine to a nobody in just one night, but even so, he didn't feel the slightest loss in his heart.

"Where are we going next?"

The reason why Zhou Yanzong sat at the table was because Han Qingyang didn't allow him to get close to the bed, so that he wouldn't have thoughts that he shouldn't have, and it would be him, the wounded, who would suffer.

"Go back to the frontier. Don't you want to be Mrs. Yazhai? When you get to the frontier, you will be the king of the frontier."

The frontier, that is very close to Dajin.

"Zhou Yanzong, do you really not want to be emperor at all?"

Han Qingyang asked while holding his cheek.

Zhou Yanzong replied to him without hesitation, "What's so good about being an emperor? I used to think that the emperor held the supreme power, controlling the life and death of everyone, but it's been two years since I became the emperor myself. The constraints and helplessness in it are not as good as being my toubob in the outskirts."

He said as he walked towards the bed.

"However, if you want to be a queen in the future, just say one word, and I will take back the throne immediately."

Han Qingyang felt warm in his heart.

"Throughout the past dynasties, there has never been a man who became a queen."

Zhou Yanzong lowered his head and kissed his pink lips.

"Except for you, no one in the world is worthy to be my queen."

Han Qingyang's heart was beating wildly, and there was a sparkle in his eyes.

"But the world will laugh at you."

Zhou Yanzong lay down next to him and held his hand in his palm.

"I love the one I love, so why are they laughing at me?" He said swearingly, and then said: "Now that you have regained your manly body, you can wear men's clothes from now on."

Han Qingyang half supported his body and asked, "Is it okay?"

Zhou Yanzong reached out and pinched his cheek.

"As long as you want, you can do anything."

Han Qingyang's eyes were bent into two crescents, he leaned over and pecked Zhou Yanzong's lips lightly.

"From now on, I will only wear women's clothing for you, okay?"

The author has something to say: Zhou Yanzong: I am not a young child, please call me Zhou. Experienced in many battles. Yanzong.