[Comprehensive Qiong Yao+Red Mansion] History is turning a corner

Yongzhang was seriously ill, so Yongxuan and Yongjue went together for this wedding.

The martial-minded Yong Jue even got into a fight with Chebudenzabu, the heir of Chechen Khan, and he really followed the old saying that if you don't fight, you don't know each other. The prince who was polite and alienated at first immediately became enthusiastic, Looking for Yongjue to play Buku wrestling and horse racing, hooking shoulders and backs.

Before leaving, Che Budeng Zhabu wanted to give Yong Jue the beautiful female slaves in the tribe. Someone thought about the double attack he might encounter after returning to Beijing, and regretfully rejected the dozen or so Gesanghuas. A stunning gift.

On the way back, I went to Bahrain to visit Princess Hewan and Princess Hewan. Princess Hewan gave birth to a pair of twin sons early on. They were very lively and gave the couple a headache.

Teasing his little nephew, Yong Jue joked that he would marry his sister as in-laws in the future.

Then I visited my aunts and sisters who were still alive. They received a lot of gifts and gave more, but they felt bad for the two who were not well-earned.

After returning to Beijing, the first big event that Yong Jue encountered was Fucha Mingrui's wedding.

Leaning on the pillars of the pavilion in the center of the lake, Yong Jue stood on the stone steps with one foot, watching the lively koi emerge from the water sideways, holding the steamed buns as a woman's tune that he usually sneered at.

Even though it was early summer, Zhu He could see that there was a sense of depression in him in late autumn.

"My maidservant pays respects to Fujin." Someone interrupted her.

Seeing that it was Hajilan, Zhu He quickly burst into a warm smile: "No need to be polite, Sister Bi, I have something to ask my master."

Hajilan is very troubled by this title. Although she thinks that she is still in the jasper years, in the eyes of the natives of the Qing Dynasty, she is already old enough to have grandchildren Be quiet and don't let anyone disturb you."

Zhu Hexiu frowned, and explained: "Sister Bi, I came here for the gift list for Cheng Engong's marriage at the end of the month. According to the old practice of first-class marriages, an additional [-]% was added, but the master always said he was not satisfied. I have changed it. Three times."

Ouch, this is about to get the hang of it...

Hajilan thoughtfully glanced at someone who was rarely quiet enough to feed the fish, and replied: "Fu Jin, to put it beyond words, you know that Lord Baylor has had a hard time these years, and the only person who has suffered with him is Mr. Fucha." And Mr. Niu Hulu, I have long regarded them as brothers from the bottom of my heart."

Zhu He shook his head disapprovingly: "Mummy, I know how you feel, but this gift can't be added, otherwise it will exceed the list of gifts for the fourth elder brother to marry Fujin!"

If the emperor knows, will there still be good fruits of Yongjue?

Hajilan said: "How about this, you leave the gift list, and the servant will hand it to Lord Baylor later."

Zhu He wanted to ask Yong Jue to go to her place through the gift list, but who in the house didn't know that the person Yong Jue trusted most was Hajilan?

In desperation, she had no choice but to hand the list to Hajilan, and went back feeling depressed.

"Are you jealous?" Hajilan said suddenly.

Yong Jue flicked the water and snorted, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Hajilan smiled lightly: "It's not that you're dissatisfied with Fujin's gift list, you're just so angry that you have nowhere to turn to torment others."

Yong Jue pursed his lips and remained silent.

Hajilan squatted down beside him, and said softly, "Yong Jue, do you feel uncomfortable when you hear that someone is going to get married?"

"No!" Yong Jue answered quickly.

Hajilan was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "Some things, if you miss them, you will never have another chance. Yong Jue, who has been chasing you, will be tired and sad. You can't feel that he cares about you, just let him Use him without giving a response, if one day he can't chase, or doesn't want to chase..."

Yong Jue's indifferent face suddenly turned black, he gritted his teeth and did not speak.

Fuck, is it really okay for you to be so cold?

Hajilan couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth, and then looked at the expression of "If you want to marry, I don't care about you" on someone's face, the villain in her heart turned the table and roared angrily: You are a cold and arrogant bastard, wait for Mingrui to see clearly If you lose your scumbag nature, don't hug me, don't come looking for me!

The wedding ceremony of the head of the Fucha family was very lively, with many guests coming and going.

Mrs. Fu Heng's wife, Guerjia's Manchurian beauty, smiled warmly and happily. After nearly six years of filial piety, her nephew was finally married, and she would have the face to see Jiuquan when she had an elder brother in the future. Brother and sister-in-law.

Mingrui's Fujin is the eldest daughter of King Qingheng of Pingjun. Although his biological mother died young, this did not affect Qingheng's love for his daughter. Herald's attitude.

"Look at these two brothers, playing and studying together, they look like one person," Prince Guo said with a gesture of pointing out the country while holding a glass of wine, "The Fujin who is married now, one is Qingheng's niece, one is Qingheng's niece. It's Qingheng's daughter-in-law, and she will have a son and daughter in-laws in the future... Hey!" He slapped his thigh violently and gave a thumbs-up, "Definitely!"

Yong Jue pouted angrily: "Uncle Six, you're thinking too far." He really didn't want to hear what others said about Yun Ting's son, not at all!

Prince Guo came over and hooked Yong Jue's neck: "Boy, let me tell you, don't try to block the drink for Mingrui kid today, if you dare to leave... hiccup... tomorrow I will tell Brother Emperor that you disrespect your elders and punish you for copying." Filial piety scriptures a hundred times!"

A smell of alcohol came to his nostrils, causing Yong Jue to roll his eyes.

Holding the wine glass, Hong Chang pouted, grinning his teeth and thinking, you don't look like a serious elder, you are only two or three years older than your brothers and you are here to show off!I'm not afraid that one day Yong Jue will take the opportunity to beat you up again!

When Fucha Mingrui was poured alcohol by group after group of people, Yong Jue was held tightly by Hongzhan, unable to move a step.

Helpless and amusing, he watched someone's fair face gradually change color, Qingming's eyes were in a daze, and his footsteps trembled.

"Uncle Six," Yong Jue evoked a bright smile, "When will we be free to make gestures?"

In the summer, Hongzhan was sweating all over his back, and quickly waved his hands with a dry smile: "Forget it, forget it, uncle's old arms and legs can't stand it, you can find someone else!"

Yong Jue pushed his paw away with a smile: "Thank you Uncle Six for taking care of my nephew today. When my little cousin's [-]-day banquet is held next month, my nephew will definitely have a good drink with you. If you don't get drunk, you won't return!"

Hongzhan Mao is blown up, who wants to drink with you, an army that can't pour a thousand cups?Didn't he just bully Mingrui twice?It's too stingy...

Abandoning the nozuonodiewhy'youtry Prince Guo, Yongjue separated the crowd and squeezed in with a wine glass, hugged Mingrui's shoulders, and laughed loudly: "I said, everyone, you are too bad, you really got him drunk, be careful sister-in-law Hurry up with you!"

"Oh, Jinbaile, you can't say that," a guy said, "Brothers are sincerely here to congratulate Brother Mingrui, why is it so bad?"

Yong Jue didn't speak, just looked at him with a smile.

Looking at this familiar smile, Duolong suddenly trembled. At first he rushed to pour Yongjue wine, but later his brother married a wife, and no one paid attention to the bridegroom officer, but poured him to death. "I wish you peace between your brother and sister-in-law"" I wish you embrace your little nephew sooner." "I wish your little nephew is smart, civil and military", and the most deceitful thing is that even the words "I wish your little nephew marry a virtuous and beautiful Fujin" came out, but But he couldn't stop drinking...

After the wedding, poor Doron lay drunk in bed for three days.

Suddenly remembering the burning sensation from his mouth to his buttocks, Duolong smeared oil on the soles of his feet and urinated directly.

Leaving the group of tigers and wolves to Feng Shenger, Yong Jue helped Mingrui walk into the backyard.

When he walked to a rockery in the garden, Mingrui suddenly asked, "Do you have me in your heart?"

One sentence is earth-shattering.

Yong Jue's footsteps were fixed, and he was stunned.

Ming Rui didn't know where the strength came from, so he directly dragged Yong Jue into the rockery, pressed it against the stone wall, and repeated it solemnly: "Yingxian, I don't care how many wives, concubines and children you have, as long as you like me, everything else is fine." It doesn't matter, after pretending to be stupid for so many years, if you give me a certain sentence today, do you really have me in your heart?"

"Of course, for so many years—" Yong Jue said.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mingrui, who said seriously: "It's not brothers, it's, it's...love."

Yong Jue opened his mouth, but was suddenly speechless.

Ming Rui put his head on his shoulder and said in a low voice, "I want to know the answer. When I said I was going to marry a wife, you didn't respond at all. At that time, I really wanted to..."

He smiled wryly and shook his head, "But I dare not, I'm afraid I won't even be a brother in the future."

Mingrui slowly tightened his arms around Yongjue's waist, and said in a low voice: "One time I went to see you, and I saw you teasing Busunda in your arms, smiling so happily and contentedly...then I Suddenly, I don't want to hide it anymore..."

Yong Jue took a deep breath: "Yunting, I—"

"Listen to me!" Mingrui raised his head suddenly, his eyes were frighteningly bright, "I'm a man, I can't bear children for you, all I can give you is my full support, I don't ask for anything else , as long as you have me in your heart is enough."

Yong Jue licked his mouth, his voice was very dry: "I, I... I don't know."

Mingrui looked at him, the smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and the brilliance in his eyes disappeared bit by bit.

"I don't believe in love, I never do," Yong Jue said softly, leaning his head against the rockery, without seeing Mingrui's expression, "The Empress is sincere to Uncle Huang, but Uncle Huang only reprimands her for being unvirtuous, Those women who have other plans are favored."

"Empress Xiaoxian and Imperial Concubine Huixian, Concubine Chun and Concubine Jia, Empress and Concubine Ling... They fought for so many years and died so many servant girls, what did they gain?"

"Uncle Huang values ​​power and women the most. For women, he can disobey his elders. For power, he can lose women!"

"Ama Erniang is loving, but unfortunately, I never grew up beside them. All I saw was a group of deep palace women living in masks, wanting elder brother, wanting to climb higher, but no one ever thought of it. The emperor's sincerity, because they know that that kind of thing never existed."

He smiled casually, as if he didn't care about anything: "Buddha said: When a person is among thorns, he will not move without stabbing; if his heart is in the secular world, he will not move without hurting."

Mingrui listened quietly, but gently stroked his face with his arms around his waist.

"Why don't you trust me once?" he asked.

"Isn't it good to be a brother?" Yong Jue asked him back.

Mingrui stood on tiptoe, leaned up gently, and made a promise word by word: "Yunting is willing to miss the prosperous three thousand for you at a glance, and the Fucha family is not as good as you. If you give an order, the blue sky will fall into the yellow spring, and life and death will not be regretted."

In Yongjue's dark brown phoenix eyes there are crazy whirlpools, which can suck up people's souls, bringing with them the tranquility that is full of wind and rain.

"That's what you said," his clear voice became hoarse and deep, with the momentum of breaking the boat, he squeezed Mingrui's chin hard, and kissed it fiercely, the beast bit and gnawed, "Dare to repent, kill you!"

A man in heat is no different from a wild beast. Mingrui raised his head to bear his bite. There was a bloody smell on his soft lips. His tongue invaded Mingrui's mouth, carefully licking every part of his mouth, like a bird A wolf patrolling his territory, savoring his scent.

His hands were cut behind his back, Mingrui closed his eyes, his scorching breath hit his face, his ears were filled with his heavy panting, the Yongjue Kiss had changed from the stormy invasion just now to a gentle and affectionate lingering , the tongue licked the quiet tongue in the mouth like an invitation, and then hooked it to play wantonly, hooked and stimulated the roots, secreting more juice.

"Hmm—" Mingrui moved uncomfortably, his back was pressed against the uneven rockery, and it was painful.

Yong Jue's hands unhurriedly tore off his bright red wedding dress, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable, he pushed him hard against the rockery, raised and lowered his hands, stroked and kneaded lightly or heavily, leaving a piece of Pieces of red marks.

When the two were almost suffocated, Yong Jue let him go and stared at Ming Rui who was breathing heavily.

This feeling is very weird, different from the smooth and soft woman in the mansion, Mingrui is a big man who also practices martial arts, his body is full of muscles, sharp edges and corners, but he likes it very much, he can't stop touching it. .

"Yingxian..." Mingrui murmured softly, "I was really sad on the night you got married, wishing that I was the one sitting in the wedding room...not just to take advantage of me, you also like me, don't you?" ?”

Yong Jue let out an 'hmm', and kept teasing him with his hands.

"Uncomfortable," Mingrui groaned, "You, don't pinch it..."

Yong Jue laughed: "Then where do you want me to pinch?"

Mingrui panted lightly, but didn't answer.

Yong Jue's dexterous fingertips scratched lightly on his hot top, Mingrui immediately raised his neck, and his breathing became disordered again.

"Don't, don't bother me..." He said in a low voice.

At this time, the two were already facing each other sincerely, fortunately it was summer, otherwise they would have caught a cold.

Yong Jue pressed hard on the opponent's shoulders, pushed his legs away from his knees, pressed his body down, and the skin of the two hot bodies touched each other, heat and electric sparks were circulating back and forth.

His left hand moved down, brushing Mingrui's chest provocatively, kneading the red bean with his fingertips until it swelled and trembled, he lowered his head and rubbed and gnawed gently, while the other side was left in the cold. , causing Mingrui to move restlessly, making someone even more excited.

"Junting, if you move around again, I can't wait to enjoy this wedding night." Yong Jue's voice containing lust was very low, with a hissing sound, and at the same time, his big hand was full of hints. Swipe up his buttocks.

Mingrui's body twitched suddenly, then softened, panting heavily.

The corners of Yong Jue's mouth raised evilly: "By the way, should you change your mind?"

Mingrui's mind was in a mess, and he repeated in a daze, "Changing your mouth?"

"Who said just now that he wanted to sit in the wedding room and wait for the master to pick up the hijab?" Yong Jue laughed briskly.

Ming Rui froze, speechless.

"Don't bark now, be careful that you won't have the strength later O(∩_∩)O～"

Yong Jue turned him around, stuck his whole body against his back, squeezed his legs between his crotch, pressed hard and scorching heat into the gap, the blood vessels on it throbbed, slender hands slid around his slender waist to his lower abdomen, nails The chaotic scratching and picking made Mingrui's breathing become more rapid. Rather than a struggle, it was more like a feeble rubbing, which made each other's bodies fit closer together. Because they couldn't see anything, they felt more sensitive. , especially the hardness between the buttocks, which made him feel hot all over.

"Yingxian, Yingxian..." he whispered, with a hint of longing.

The fingertips were stained with a piece of half-frozen liquid between the legs. Yong Jue turned his fingers to the back, applied them carefully, slowly opened up, probing and teasing, until the four fingers could come in and out freely, and then he slowly sank down. Pushed in gently.

"Woo! It hurts..." Ming Rui exclaimed.

Yong Jue took a deep breath, suppressed the thought of pushing in hard to make him cry, and only rubbed lightly on the outside of his mouth.

The painful feeling gradually dissipated, and the feeling of fullness and fullness in the back fluctuated along with the pulse, and a faint numbness rushed through the body, Mingrui couldn't help but hum softly.

"Does it still hurt, Yunting?" Yong Jue held back a smile and asked solemnly.

Mingrui shook his head.

"Then do you want to move?" Yong Jue asked increasingly obscene questions, biting his back.

How could such words be spoken?

Mingrui was ashamed and angry, but the front and rear were under the control of the other party, he turned his heart and pinched it hard.

"Oh—" Yong Jue called out, if he hadn't reacted quickly, he would probably have to confess.

After calming down, someone hooked the corner of his mouth dangerously: "Yun Ting, you asked for this!"

Yongjue began to thrust slowly, rubbing deeply and shallowly. From time to time, Ming Rui's clenched teeth let out broken moans, and Yongjue's blood vessels were about to burst. When I got up, each stroke seemed to reach the deepest point, then pulled out by the roots, and then pushed in hard, as if to stab the person in my arms right through.

Mingrui, who was experiencing this kind of thing for the first time, couldn't resist the violent and crazy movements, and finally couldn't help but yelled out loudly.

"Asshole! Yingxian... ah... you... ah! No, please spare me!"

Yongjue tightened his grip on Mingrui's body from the back with one hand, pressing all the strength on him, and propped the other hand on the rockery. Mingrui was completely unable to stand at this time, and it was only because Yongjue hugged him that he did not fall to the ground. .

Yong Jue was panting heavily, and while stabbing, he teased: "Yunting, what a Fujin, you are really... so comfortable..."

"Please... please forgive me..." Mingrui wept and begged for mercy, "I can't... I really can't... Yingxian..."

Yong Jue bit his ear, said with a light smile, "Call me husband, call me quickly, otherwise you won't be able to sleep tonight."

Mingrui's breathing became heavier and heavier, and the man pressing on his back also spat out ambiguous teasing in his ears, kissing his ears, neck eagerly but tenderly, even biting his throat, crotch But the impact became more and more violent.

"Hmm!" Mingrui twitched suddenly, "You, let go!"

It turned out that Yong Jue had somehow wound the pendant rope that had been wrapped around his wrist around his body, and the pleasure doubled as he couldn't vent again and again, Mingrui couldn't help sobbing softly, his whole body trembled. tense.

"Woo... no... Yingxian save me... woo..."

Yong Jue laughed and said, "Should I scream? If you don't scream, just bear with it. If you can't suppress it, don't use that thing in the future!"

The vulgar and obscene words made Mingrui's body even more aroused.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Yong Jue faintly heard a sob coming from between his teeth: "...husband..."

Pulling off the red rope that was stained with white liquid, Yong Jue suddenly pinched his waist tightly and pushed him hard. Ming Rui clenched his teeth tightly, trembling all over, tears that he had endured for a long time suddenly came out of the frame.