High energy eunuch

The further north you go, the more out of reach the imperial court becomes.Dongzi came back, and Fu Qiu slept a lot more peacefully.The northern border of Great Chu borders Beidi, and he also has an uncle who guards outside the pass.

"I've never seen this man, have you seen him?" Dongzi was packing his bags, while Fu Qiu lay on his shoulders, allowing him to drag himself around.

After tidying up, Dongzi sat on the bed, took Fu Qiu off his shoulders, and combed his hair with one hand.

"I haven't seen it either."

Fu Qiu said "Oh".

"do not worry."

"Don't worry." Fu Qiu smiled, with one leg bent, wearing a pair of snow-white silk trousers, which were loosely attached to his leg. After the serious illness, his face was so thin that it was a bit round. His cheeks were sunken.

Dongzi touched his chin, and rubbed his cheeks with his rough fingertips.

"What are you thinking about?" Fu Qiu touched Dongzi's body with his hands, and Dongzi's untied outer robe was ripped apart in a short while, and he hugged Fu Qiu indifferently and curled up under the quilt.

The two hugged each other with body temperature, Fu Qiu's cold calf was pressed against Dongzi's thigh, and the gradually warming body made it hot to breathe.Consciously or unintentionally, Fu Qiu teased Dongzi with his feet, and when he heard his shortness of breath, he stopped suddenly and made trouble under the bed with one hand.

"He is your fourth uncle."

Fu Qiu's feet stopped at a certain place, which made Dongzi frown.

"The fourth uncle who died in the battle?" Fu Qiu heard that his father had a brave fourth brother who was good at fighting, but he was trampled to pieces by the horses in the fierce battle with the Beidi savages, and the soul of the hero stayed in Saibei with his body.

"It's just a cover-up. His current surname is Wei, with a single name Kun."

Fu Qiu was a little tired, so he yawned and played with Dongzi's hair.He has a strong manly smell, with a faint fragrance of saponins, and Fu Qiu is a little ready to move.Being held down by Dongzi, he heard a deep and majestic voice coming from above his head——

"The first emperor was very afraid of this person before his death. When we met, he kept his mouth shut and asked me to negotiate with him."

"In case of accident, Xue Yuanshu is a reliable person, he can lead you out of the sky."

"Your Majesty, we must make this world peaceful, and everyone belongs to you."

Fu Qiu's heart was on fire when he was told, he put his head in Dongzi's arms and nodded, but thought in his heart that if something happened, he would never leave this man behind.

After that, no one spoke, and the sound of the second watch drum sounded in the long street outside the window.

Fu Qiu slammed onto Dongzi's body, Dongzi was not asleep, he raised his neck and responded to Fu Qiu's kiss.They kissed passionately, the windows were left open, and the cold wind was panting and simmering.

After the matter was over, Fu Qiu sweated leaning against Dongzi, tucked into his arms, and held Dongzi who wanted to get up.

"Don't wash it, let me hold it for a while."

The top of the quilt was slightly opened, and the cold wind quickly drove away the stickiness of sweat. Fu Qiu calmly pressed against his heart, listening to his heartbeat.With his arms around Dongzi's narrow and strong waist, he asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

Dongzi laughed.

Almost every time I come here, Fu Qiu always asks this question.He fondled Fu Qiu's hair with his fingers, and the ambiguous temperature of his fingertips lingered on Fu Qiu's auricles. He lowered his eyes, kissed his ears, and rubbed on his hair.

"Wait until you grow up."

"..." Punitively pinching Dongzi's waist, Fu Qiu buried his head in his chest in dissatisfaction, bit his heart, and rubbed his face instead.

"It's very hard up there." Fu Qiu complained in a low voice.

"Huh? Then..." Dongzi Man said.

"So I can't make you work hard."

"..." Dongzi's hand stroked down Fu Qiu's back, stopped at the bend in the arc, his throat tightened, and changed his path again, slowly stroking his back.The fine flesh of this body is smooth and comfortable, and just touching it gives birth to an indescribable intimacy.

This sudden disaster seemed like a gift to Dongzi.

He didn't speak any more, and kissed Fu Qiu's forehead, and the other party uttered whispering syllables, and gradually fell asleep.

border town.The yellow sand was mixed with the white snow, and before noon, the latest wave of dust was covered with horse hair.

The wind outside the car stopped, Yuan Jinyu and Xue Yuanshu went down to lead the horses, Dongzi got out of the car, and simply patted the dust off the carriage.The guards at the city gate saw the warrant presented by Dongzi and let them enter the city.

As the carriage passed under the city gate, Fu Qiu felt the weight of the towering city wall above. After entering the city, there were flags with the word "Wei" on both sides.

This border town is not like the border defense of Dachu, but like a country of China.People of all skin colors gathered in the city, and they wore costumes of various ethnic groups with mottled colors and great differences.

There was a fat man in black with his sleeves sleeves on the side of the street looking coldly at the strange carriage, a dancer who stopped dancing with her slender hands resting on her forehead and neck, and more traders who continued to do business as if nothing had happened.A cart or a roll of animal blankets is enough to become a regular businessman in this city.

The leader of the city gate guards, riding a tall horse, led the way in front.

Dongzi only poked his head in when he was approaching the city gate and said, "Don't talk."

When the leader's horse approached the front of the cart, they spoke a few words, but they couldn't hear them clearly in the cart.The accent of the guards in the border town was different from the official dialect of Dachu, it was blunt and difficult to understand, a bit like cursing.This made Ziyun a little uneasy, and Ziyan held her hand tightly.

Fu Qiu didn't know what he was thinking about and kept silent.When they arrived at the barracks, everyone was asked to get off their vehicles, and the horses Yuan Jinyu and Xue Yuanshu were riding were also taken away by the soldiers.

Two spears barred their way, and the wind blew in their faces like knives.

"Hands up." The soldier's voice sounded like a hailstorm.

Everyone had been told by Dongzi not to say a word about the body search, but to Ziyun and Ziyan, Ziyun's eyes were a little red, but she bit her lip tightly and let the soldiers' hands carelessly touch her body.

After letting go, Ziyan held Ziyun's hand tightly again, Ziyun's red eyes were full of tears, but she didn't cry out.Xiong Mu walked slowly from behind, a big hand resting on the back of her shoulder.Ziyun felt better, and forced a smile from the corner of his mouth.

"It's okay, routine inspection, don't be afraid." Dongzi's deep and reliable voice made everyone less panicked.

The largest main tent was the size of a palace. Fu Qiu put his hands in his hands and kept his face down, looking taciturn and depressed. In fact, he observed the camp silently and recorded the way they came.

At this time, a wave of unrestrained laughter came from the tent——

"Where is the emperor? It's late in the future, I have to kowtow to the emperor and ask the emperor to forgive me."

The general who suddenly appeared in front of the tent was nine feet tall, with broad shoulders and a hunchback, and his armor made a cold sound as he walked along.His narrowed eyes reminded Fu Qiu of his father.Whenever they squint like that, they're playing tricks.The Fu family is like this.

"General Wei was joking." Fu Qiu whispered.

Uncle Si Huang, who bears the name of General Wei, approached, and was caught off guard, and his body lightened. Fu Qiu was lifted up by him, and he tried his best to restrain himself, but he still couldn't help showing surprise.Wei Kun rubbed against his head, put Fu Qiu down, and spoke like thunder——

"It's finally here, I've been waiting for a long time."

Fu Qiu's eyes turned red immediately.

At that moment just now, he clearly felt the intimacy of being connected by blood, which is hard to describe.With just one movement, he believed the person in front of him.

"Fourth Uncle..." Fu Qiu called out in a hoarse voice.

Wei Kun's big hand landed on top of his head, the soldiers opened the tent door, and the intoxicating aroma of wine and meat wafted out from inside.

"The reception banquet prepared for you, the soldiers have been waiting for a long time."

Fresh melons and fruits, beef and mutton were prepared on the table, and the large pieces of meat were mixed with red bloodshots. The soldiers were ordered to grab the bones of the leg of the lamb and tear them apart with blood in their mouths.

Fu Qiu couldn't help frowning.

Beautiful beauties in bearded dresses shuttled between the banquets, pouring wine for the soldiers. The tent was very warm, and the orchids wore revealing clothes, and their willow-like waists were adorned with a circle of fine gemstones, which made their skin white.

Leaning over to pour the wine, Fu Qiu's full breasts rubbed against Fu Qiu's hands.

Fu Qiu remained calm, the wine was rose red, and it was in full bloom in the wine glass like a flower.The person sitting next to Wei Kun with a fur coat had a pale face, and Wei Kun turned his head to talk to her from time to time, with a flattering expression.

And the man never smiles.

Wei Kun smiled and handed the wine glass to his mouth.

The man pursed his lips tightly, and his lips were very red, in stark contrast to his pale complexion.Fu Qiu always felt that the person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he met him.He pretended to watch Hu Ji's dance seriously, and kept secretly watching Wei Kun from the corner of his eye.

Suddenly there was an ear-piercing sound of tearing, the wolf fur on the pale man's neck was torn to the ground, and the thick fur cloak on his chest was also torn apart.

Only then did Fu Qiu realize that it was not a woman.

His chest is flat, and under the cloak, no strands are worn.Wei Kun has been fighting all the year round, and the skin on the back of his hands is extremely dark, so the man sat stiffly, shaking his body slightly with Wei Kun's movements from time to time, and sat upright again.

The glaringly white skin is covered with erythema, obviously this is not the first time such a scene has been seen.

Fu Qiu's pupils constricted, his eyelids twitched, and when he lifted his eyelids, he saw Wei Kun squinting his eyes slightly, and squeezed so hard that the young man finally let out a muffled groan, and then threw him away, and beckoned for a guard to give some instructions.

After a while, the young man was led to sit next to Fu Qiu. When he got close, Fu Qiu realized the shackles on his hands and feet, and his ankles were bruised. I don't care where I am placed and what kind of people are sitting next to me.

What sits here may be just a shell.Fu Qiu couldn't help thinking this way, and stretched out his hand to cover him with the cloak, but seeing Dongzi holding a cup, he shook his head inadvertently.

So the hand that was supposed to pull the boy's cloak was changed to stick to his heart, gently stroking his skin.It turned out that he was not indifferent, but just far away.

The boy was trembling all over, and his body temperature was surprisingly high.This reminded Fu Qiu that before his departure from Shuozhou, he had a high fever and could not even sit still.Fu Qiu stretched out his hand and let the boy lean against him, his hand remained in the cloak without moving.

"Just pretend, I'm not doing anything, just relax, and you'll feel better." Fu Qiu lowered his voice.

The boy trembled all over, but he didn't refuse the wine handed over.

Wei Kun's loud laughter interrupted the performance of the singers, and the sense of chaos during the banquet seemed to dissipate immediately as the dancers retreated, like a charcoal basin that has been doused by water, leaving only green smoke.

"I'm in a good mood today. I'm going to introduce someone to my brothers. You must have heard that the capital has changed. But I don't recognize anyone. I only recognize the direct son left by my ninth brother." Wei Kun smiled , the knife marks on his face became deeper, he waved at Fu Qiu, "Come on, Qiu'er."

There was silence in the tent, and no one was moved by the emperor's arrival.

Under the watchful eyes of all the soldiers, Fu Qiu suddenly understood.Wei Kun is the king of the border, he is the real master of this city, even if he carries the national seal, the national seal is probably just a broken stone here.