High energy eunuch

"Isn't it cold?" Dongzi put his arms around Fu Qiu, his arms were strong and strong, and his wet clothes outlined perfect muscles.Circle Fu Qiu and let him lean against his chest.

The lips wet by the river were pressed against Fu Qiu's, and they rubbed each other intimately for a while, until Fu Qiu sneezed for the first time, Dongzi picked him up from the water and threw him on the horse.

Fu Qiu was lying on the saddle, dizzy, and it was really unwise to go into the water in winter.But the warmth of cuddling each other in the icy river water is indescribable.

The whip broke through the air and swirled to brush against the horse's buttocks. Dongzi picked up Fu Qiu and let him lean in his arms. While beating the horse, he leaned against Fu Qiu's face to test his temperature.

"I have a fever, go back and ask Xiangfeng to make some ginger soup for you."

Fu Qiu squinted his eyes comfortably, the sunlight made him lazy, and he wanted to sleep on the horseback for a while.

When Fu Qiu woke up, the two had returned to the camp, and the warm brazier in the tent was crackling.The red light reflected Xiangfeng's gentle face, and the wooden spoon stirred the ginger soup, emitting a warm aroma.

Fu Qiu sat up, looked around, but couldn't find Dongzi, opened his mouth to drink the soup, and asked, "Where's Dongzi?"

"The commander-in-chief said something happened, let him go over."

Fu Qiu said oh, picked up the ginger soup and drank it all in one gulp, and asked Xiangfeng if he wanted rock candy bayberry, at first he only wanted to eat one, but he ate up the whole box.

When Dongzi came in, Fu Qiu was staring at the wooden box containing red bayberries in a daze in embarrassment.

Fu Qiu shyly showed the empty box.

"I've eaten up everything I brought." Dongzi came over, hugged Fu Qiu in his arms, and put on shoes and socks for him.

"Do you want to go out?" Fu Qiu asked.

"We need to order soldiers today."

Fu Qiu remembered that in the evening he was going to review Zuo Yuquan's soldiers and horses in the school grounds. His chin rested on Dongzi's shoulder and he blew into his cochlea.

Dongzi blushed, told him to sit down, and dressed him.

"Why did my fourth uncle ask you to come over?" Fu Qiu asked, stroking Dongzi's ear with one hand reluctantly, like playing with a cat's ear.

"Tell me something." Dongzi replied lightly, asked Fu Qiu to get out of bed, put on his armor and fastened his tiger-head belt, looked at how he put on the helmet, and asked slowly, "Are you still dizzy?"

Fu Qiu's heart moved, and he smiled, "Did you carry me to order soldiers?"

"..." Dongzi thought for a while, with a dull face, "I won't go if I'm dizzy, I'll go for you."

"Fourth Uncle hasn't given you an official position yet. Are you going to the military parade because you want to be kicked out?"

"No." Dongzi said lightly, "They dare not."

Dongzi was extremely brave on the battlefield. Anyone who had fought side by side knew that he was decisive in killing people.No one under Wei Kun dared to provoke him.

Fu Qiu sat back on the bed, moved his eyes, stared at Dongzi's calm and indifferent face, hooked his fingers, "Come, give me a kiss."

"..." Dongzi's face was flushed, and he didn't move for a long time.

Fu Qiu just looked at him with one leg crossed, without moving or speaking, just staring at him.

Dongzi had no choice but to bow down.

Fu Qiu hugged his neck in satisfaction, and rubbed his lips against his face for a while before kissing his lips, a warm and cozy kiss.

At this time, Xiangfeng came in and said that soldiers had come to call for someone in the school grounds.

Fu Qiu just stood up and walked out heroically. Dong Zi also followed behind him, passed by Xiangfeng, and looked back.Xiangfeng fetched a basin of water and wiped the table attentively, as if all he had in his eyes and heart was the table.

After the soldiers are ordered, it is already dark, and the days are long and the nights are short in winter.Dongzi walked towards the camp with Fu Qiu, and the person in front stretched out his finger, so he let him hook his finger and walked away holding hands with a wave.

A flute sounded in the night wind.

Fu Qiu stopped and followed the sound to look for it.It turned out that Xiong Mu was sitting on the wheels of a cart transporting grain and grass, and Ziyun was sitting beside him listening and playing with a straw grasshopper in his hand.

The two chatted from time to time, and it was Xiong Mu who found Fu Qiu first, and the sound of the flute stopped abruptly. He jumped off the carriage and saluted Fu Qiu, "Young commander."

Ziyun bowed and put the grasshopper into his sleeve.

"The wounds are all healed?" Fu Qiu looked Xiong Mu up and down. He was not wearing a military uniform, but a heavy black martial arts robe and a felt hat. He stood there generously, and his spirits improved a lot.

"It's almost alright, thanks to Miss Ziyun's careful care."

Fu Qiu joked, "No wonder I couldn't find anyone over there, so I came here instead."

Ziyun lowered her head, her toes drew circles on the ground, her ears were a little red, she raised her head to meet Fu Qiu's face, and stomped her feet, "I'm going back, and I have to sew winter robes for you young masters, The young master knows how to talk about me! Hmph!"

Fu Qiu noticed that Ziyun was still wearing Xiong Mu's silver hairpin on his head.The corners of his mouth twitched, showing a knowing expression, he jumped towards the wooden board of the carriage, and sat in the carriage with Xiong Mu.

In the camp at night, the only excitement is the scattered torches.Fu Qiu turned his head and glanced, Dongzi was still standing by a tent not far away.

"I don't know when I can return to the capital." Fu Qiu sighed.

"Soon." Xiong Mu smiled, "As long as the emperor finds someone to remove the obstacle."

Fu Qiu smiled wryly, "It's not that easy." He knew what Xiong Mu said, if he wanted to get Wei Kun's army, he had to kill Wei Kun.However, the 20 people were led by Wei Kun. Although he led Zuo Yuquan's soldiers, he had not yet established a strict obedience relationship with the soldiers under him.Apart from Cao Qingmeng, Fu Qiu noticed that Wei Kun also trusted a young general. Fu Qiu had never had direct contact with that person, and only knew that Wei Kun had brought him here from the imperial court, and his surname was Jiang.

He is a mean-looking man, thin, his complexion is yellowish and dark due to years of wind and frost, except for a pair of bright eyes, like a mouse, small and clever.He grows a small beard, always follows Wei Kun, doesn't talk much, and is rarely sent out by Wei Kun to fight.

"Wait for me to recover..."

"It can't be you."

Xiong Mu's words had just begun, but was cut off by Fu Qiu, who continued, "It can't be anyone I brought. There are not a few people who wanted to assassinate Wei Kun these years, and he didn't die. He was very defensive, and It's not time to kill. I still rely on him."

Wei Kun is a ready-made big tree. In Wei Kun's barracks, one can avoid the court's pursuit and secondly, it can train oneself.Fu Qiu knew very well that he was not yet ready to march and fight.Furthermore, Wei Kun is his fourth uncle, and the blood relationship is real. If it is not necessary, he does not want to do anything to Wei Kun.

You can have this idea, but you can't be overwhelmed.

Fu Qiu glanced at the four soldiers who were patrolling the night with spears not far away, playing with the random stones on the cart, and asked in a low voice, "Are there any of us in the barracks?"

Xiong Mu rolled his eyes, "Someone came after me."

"Huh?" Fu Qiu signaled him to continue.

"There are wax pills in the food, let the subordinates wait and see." Xiong Mu paused, with a strange expression, as if he was considering his words, "Also stated the date of Zuo Yuquan's death."

Fu Qiu's heart was shocked, his lips were dry, he licked his lips, and frowned, "Did he hit the mark?"

"Yes." Xiong Mu replied in a deep voice, lowering his head and said again, "The words also hit his death."

As the torch moved from far to near, a shout came and asked, "Who is there? Which battalion, why don't you go back to sleep!"

Fu Qiu and Xiong Mu jumped off the cart, and the dark and thin-faced soldier took a torch to shine a light on, his brows were as cold as a sword, and when he saw Fu Qiu, he didn't change his flattering expression like others.

"Young commander, at this hour, you shouldn't be walking around in the camp. Please return to your tent, Young commander." The man knelt down on one knee.

Fu Qiu clapped his hands, and said in a weary voice, "Got it."

The man got up but didn't leave, so Fu Qiu had no choice but to go back to his place in despair. As soon as he entered the tent, he muttered, "Do you know that man? He's so arrogant, he doesn't take me seriously. If it was Uncle Si who was standing there talking, I bet he wouldn't dare to do that... and he kept following me, am I someone who doesn't count?"

Dongzi didn't speak behind him.

Fu Qiu kicked him, "I am?"

Dongzi looked at him with a smile.

Fu Qiu sat down on the bed in frustration, with his arms outstretched, Fu Qiu went over to take off his armor, loosened his hair, and tested his forehead.

Fu Qiu grabbed Dongzi's hand maliciously, and stuffed it into his neck, "This is how we can get it out."

"..." Dongzi stiffened and said in a low voice, "Don't make trouble."

"Who is making trouble, am I messing around?" Fu Qiu stared.

Dongzi pulled out his hand, looked deeply at Fu Qiu, lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead, Fu Qiu raised his face, as if he was coming for a kiss, and pulled down his coat to reveal his shoulders.

"..." Dongzi kissed his lips helplessly, then lowered his lips and swept his shoulders past, pulled his clothes back, and stuffed Fu Qiu into the quilt involuntarily, no matter how much he moaned, he ignored it.

After a while, Fu Qiu was lying on the bed, a pair of black eyes followed Dongzi.

Dongzi pulled him out of the quilt to wipe his face and hands, and Fu Qiu had had enough trouble, so he nestled quietly in the quilt.

Dongzi went out after serving him, and waited in a daze for a while, but Dongzi didn't come back, so Fu Qiu closed his eyes a little drowsily.Waking up in the middle of the night, he found that he had fallen asleep with his pillow on Dongzi's arm, moved his body towards him, and fell asleep hugging Dongzi's waist.

The next day, Fu Qiu got up with burning buttocks.

Sitting on the bed in a daze for a while, Xiangfeng came in from outside with a room full of sunlight to wait for him to get out of bed, Fu Qiu said in surprise, "What time is it? Have you finished your morning exercise?"

"It's past time. What's for breakfast, Young Marshal?"

Fu Qiu stuck his left foot into his right boot, took it off and put it on again in a hurry, and said impatiently, "I don't want to eat, I have to go out and have a look."

Holding his boots, Xiangfeng slowly put them on for him, and said with a low eyebrow, "Don't worry, young commander, you've already done your morning exercises."

Fu Qiu woke up, "Dongzi took them to practice?"

Xiangfeng hummed, and waited on Fu Qiu to freshen up, and mentioned that Wei Kun had promoted Yuan Xinpei in the morning, and he was now Fu Qiu's deputy general.

Fu Qiu sat blankly on the bed for a while.

After a while, I came back to my senses and asked, "In the future, you can use it as you like?"

No, he is doing whatever he wants now.Fu Qiu twitched his lips, feeling that this would not work, everything depended on Dong Zi, and he had to rely on himself.So after eating too early, Fu Qiu went to see his soldiers with great interest.

As a result, what greeted him was an empty tent.

The soldiers said, "The deputy general took the brothers to Qingshan, that's the one."

A soldier pointed to a mountain in the east, and there were several vermilion towers looming on the mountainside. Fu Qiu could recognize that it was the mountain where you could soak in hot springs.

Fu Qiu chatted with Xiong Mu again, and Xiong Mu went to training.So he went to find Yuan Jinyu and Xue Yuanshu, but they were also taken out by his general to kill wild men.

……

So Fu Qiu had no choice but to go back to his tent, and Xiangfeng was cleaning the table again.

"Don't you get tired of wiping the table every day?"

Xiangfeng picked up the vase on the table and polished it until it was shining brightly, her eyes were like a lake of calm water.

"Aren't you tired of sleeping with Dongzi every day, Young Marshal? Don't you want a change?"

Xiangfeng's eyes are very good, and the various amorous feelings in that glance are not inferior to those of a well-trained brothel boy, Fu Qiu said indifferently, "I am not incest...

"Not tired yet." He waved his hands boredly, took off his boots and went to bed, grabbed the art of war book next to the bed and talked absently on paper.

When Xiangfeng withdrew, he heard a provocative sentence, "Tell the servant if you are tired."

Fu Qiu fell on the bed frantically and rolled around, suddenly Fu Qiu stopped, sat up, hopped to the door of the tent with his shoes on, and sent a soldier to call Cao Qingmeng over.

Cao Qingmeng appeared in front of Fu Qiu in a daze.

Fu Qiu tilted his head and asked, "You didn't go to training?"

"Send the servants away." She glanced at the bench beside Fu Qiu.

Fu Qiu didn't ask her to do it, and pursed his lips, "Tell me how you became a left-wing general."

"It's a long story."

"Then speak slowly." Fu Qiu said indifferently.

It was just after noon in the day, and he was a little hungry, so he asked someone to set up a meal, so he ate and drank some wine with Cao Qingmeng.Drinking is not allowed in the barracks during the day, Cao Qingmeng visually judges that there is no task in the afternoon, and Fu Qiu is deeply trusted by Wei Kun, so nothing will happen.

Unexpectedly, Fu Qiu was a light drinker, so he pawed Cao Qingmeng's neck before drinking two cups, feeding Cao Qingmeng wine while pawing.

"Come, come, drink, drink, feed and drink without drinking mouth to mouth!"

Fu Qiu's body smelled of intoxication and alcohol, and his youthful face was supple. After drinking some wine, his red color was even more provocative, like a shy flower waiting to be plucked.

Cao Qingmeng wanted to punch him, but he couldn't offend Fu Qiu, so he begged the world to tear Fu Qiu off, tore off his left hand, and put his right hand on it.

"General Cao, do you want to drink?"

Fu Qiu took a sip of wine with great ambition, and was about to feed him.

The strong man Cao Qingmeng broke his wrist and face, "Drink!"

Cao Qingmeng didn't know how much he drank after going back and forth like this, but in the end it really got a little crazy, and Fu Qiu became two, and they still looked like Xiangfeng.

Cao Qingmeng smiled, hooked Fu Qiu's neck, and kissed him loudly on the face.

"..." Xiangfeng, who was misidentified, was sitting upright, pushed her away, and gently stroked Cao Qingmeng's face according to Fu Qiu's instructions.

"I want to ask you something."

"Ask! What you want to know..." Her voice was very low, and it was ambiguous and clear to Fu Qiu who was standing behind her, "I know everything... I can't say enough... just because I'm afraid you won't Ken asked, if you don't talk to me, how much hatred do you say to me? You never give me a good face..."

Xiangfeng wanted to back away in embarrassment, but was glared at by Fu Qiu, and had to let Cao Qingmeng fall into her arms.

Cao Qingmeng is shy by nature, and she has been flirting with Xiangfeng for ten years, and Xiangfeng is also a male favourite, and until now she has not kept her little hand, Fu Qiu is sure that she will not do anything.

Sure enough, even when he was drunk, Cao Qingmeng buried his head in Xiangfeng's chest like a gentleman, staying where he should be.

"Did you kill Zuo Yu?" Xiangfeng asked.

Cao Qingmeng pressed her head against his chest, raised her head, hiccupped, and lowered her head again.

"..." Xiangfeng asked again patiently.

The muffled laughter came out, and Cao Qingmeng said in a drunken voice, "Why should I kill him? I won't do anything that is not beneficial."

"Then do you want to benefit from doing things for me?" Fu Qiu asked from the side.

Cao Qingmeng looked at Xiangfeng suspiciously, and smiled, "Are you willing to let me do something for you?" She shook her head, "If you were willing, you would have left here long ago."

Fu Qiu rubbed his chin, but couldn't see that these two people were much more complicated than he thought.

"Can you take me away from the commander in chief?" Fu Qiu asked again.

Cao Qingmeng grabbed Xiangfeng's hands excitedly.

"Are you willing to come with me?"

Xiangfeng looked at Cao Qingmeng who was drunk and unconscious with a complicated expression.

"I can't go...but I can send you away...Where do you want to go? I will entrust you to a reliable person."

Fu Qiu's eyes lit up, and he motioned Xiangfeng to follow her words.

So Xiangfeng asked, "Who?"

Cao Qingmeng raised one corner of his mouth, "Young commander! I've made a deal with him! When I'm gone, he will take care of you." A belch came out, and Cao Qingmeng was completely unconscious.

Fu Qiu kicked her leg with the toe of his boot, but Cao Qingmeng remained motionless.Fu Qiu sighed, it seems that Cao Qingmeng doesn't have any allies.What if she can't go?

Asking Xiangfeng to help her up, Fu Qiu patted her face to make sure that Cao Qingmeng really had nothing to say.

At this time, there was a loud voice outside, and someone was coming.

Xiangfeng panicked and dropped his hand.

So Wei Kun stepped into his nephew's tent, and what he saw was Ai Jiang throwing himself into his arms. Fu Qiu lowered his head, with cold sweat dripping on his forehead. Handsome Aijiang has good eyesight, quick movements, and knows how to climb an extra big tree to enjoy the shade."

Fu Qiu pushed with his hand.

Cao Qingmeng fell on the mat with a "boom", and Fu Qiu clapped his hands, straightened his body, and put his hands on his knees, "Fourth Uncle was joking, I'm just like Fourth Uncle, I'm broken..."

Before he finished speaking, the tent door opened again, and Jiang Song, who was thin and fine, came in and whispered to Wei Kun.

Wei Kun glanced at Fu Qiu meaningfully, and after a while, clapped his hands and laughed, "Qiu'er has a very good person, this time Qingshan caught a big one."

Fu Qiu smiled and said nothing.

Jiang Song glanced at Cao Qingmeng, and came over to carry her out. Fu Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, but before the breath reached his dantian, he heard Wei Kun ask slowly, "These days, this little thing stays with you. How do you feel?"

Wei Kun pinched Xiangfeng's chin and rubbed his fingers against his Adam's apple.