He has not lived enough

Zhao Ke has chosen a girl to accompany him, and he can't help but look at him with admiration: "Okay, Zhao Ke has chosen a girl to accompany him, and he can't help but look at him with admiration: "Okay, Shiro, you are self-taught Chengcai, I'm afraid you won't be able to let go! "

Qiuniang covered her mouth with a smile, lifted the curtain and went out, and led another lady in after a while.

But I saw this lady was wearing a bright red dress and a golden jade bow on her head. She didn't seem to have the gentle appearance of an ordinary Dajin woman, but she had a high nose and deep eyes, and her skin was as snow-like as if she had blood from the Western Regions.

Her figure is not the slim and thin that is popular nowadays, but tall and plump, showing curvy and exquisite.

Although the weather is still cold, she is only wearing a light gauze shirt in the warm room, and inside is a flower silk tube top, which depicts the undulating mountains on her chest, which is too beautiful to behold. Zhao Yu just looked at it and turned away blushing go.

He meant to be old, not... what the hell! !

He knew that these ancients should not be underestimated in this regard...

Zhao Ke also stared straight, and said sourly, "Well, how many times have I been here and I haven't seen this girl, but I think I'm not as good as my brother?"

Qiuniang snorted: "Only you men are allowed to like the beautiful little lady, but I am not allowed to like the handsome little man?"

Zhao Ke was so stunned that she had nothing to say, so she smiled awkwardly and went to drink.

Qiuniang smiled at Zhao Yu again: "This is my second daughter, who is called Hongyu. She is spoiled and spoiled, and she doesn't like to go out to meet guests. Does the fourth son like it?

Zhao Yu saw that Qiuniang seemed to call out again when he was not satisfied, so she nodded quickly: "This girl is very good."

He asked cautiously again: "How old is sister?"

Hongyu shot him a charming look and said: "If you go back to the young master, this slave is eighteen years old."

Eighteen... At least she is an adult, Zhao Yu just breathed a sigh of relief, and heard Yueniang laughing beside her: "The fourth son really flattered her, she can't stand your elder sister."

Hongyu calmly changed her words: "I pour wine for my fourth uncle."

Zhao Yu: "..."

Alright, this is all right, everyone in the audience has become his niece.

Zhao Yu completely stopped thinking about flirting with the beautiful young lady, and took the wine and drank it lazily.

Qiuniang asked her daughters to play the piano and sing, talking and amusing, and the atmosphere was lively for a while.

Only Zhao Yu couldn't lift his spirits all the time, Hongyu turned her eyes and smiled: "Fourth Uncle thinks it's boring? Let me dance to a song to cheer you up."

Before Zhao Yu could answer, Qiu Niang clapped her hands and smiled beside her: "In the past, when I called you out to meet people, I tried every means to evade it. It was either a headache or a backache. Today, you don't care about putting on a show when you see the Fourth Young Master?"

Hongyu said generously: "When I saw my fourth uncle, I felt like old friends at the first sight, and all diseases were cured."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhao Yu affectionately, and retreated to the inner room to change clothes.

Zhao Yu was caught off guard by the young lady, and her face turned red up to the ears.

Seeing his blushing and secretly smiling, Zhao Ke knew that as long as he was a normal man, no one could stop this gentle knife.

After a while, Zhao Yu started accepting concubines, and they arranged for a few more people to go in. With Zhao Yu's small body, it would take about a year and a half.

Not long after Hongyu changed her clothes and came over, she turned out to be dressed as a bearded woman and wore a jade jade pavilion on her head. After a salute in the arena, the style of drumming and playing music changed to a warm, unrestrained and rapid Hule.

With the sound of the drum, Xue Nu raised her sleeves and danced quickly, her body spinning like snowflakes, her jade arms relaxed, and her skirt swaying.

When Wu got close to Zhao Yu, Hong Yu flicked Piao Fei Wu's sleeves, just covering Zhao Yu's eyes, and he subconsciously reached out to grab them, but Hong Yu gently took the Wu sleeves back, leaving only a faint scent And a warm and bold look in his eyes.

In a blink of an eye, she returned to the arena again, the drums were beating faster and faster, and the ruby ​​spun back and forth with the rhythm, making people dazzled by the sidelines, but she spun non-stop as if tireless, and the gold silk and jade belt decorations on her body also changed. It seems to fly out of gravity.

"Good!!" Zhao Ke looked straight at the side, and clapped his hands in praise, "This Hu Xuanwu was popular in the past, and it is said that it has been lost for a long time. I can't think of seeing it here today!"

He couldn't help complaining to Qiuniang: "Sister has raised such a good daughter, why didn't she invite her out earlier?"

Qiu Niang leisurely put down the wine glass: "My daughter has been spoiled by me. She is lazy and has a big temper. She refuses to dance easily. Today she met someone she likes. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to order her around."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhao Yu meaningfully.

Immediately after the end of the song, the red jade turned faster and faster like a jade plate, and when the drum and qin stopped, her body suddenly stopped from the sharp turn as if the freeze frame button was pressed.

Not to mention Zhao Ke, even Zhao Yu couldn't help but praise "Yes"!

He originally thought that classical dances were mostly soft and tactful, but he didn't expect that there would be such passion and agitation.

In TV dramas, there are always plots where beautiful women just turn around twice and captivate the emperor. Zhao Yu always thinks that the emperor is blind.

But if it really dances like the red jade girl, then there is a real possibility that "the emperor will not go to court early".

Apart from admiration, Zhao Yu also regretted that this young lady was born in the wrong era, and she would have debuted at the C position long ago in modern times, fascinating thousands of boys and girls.

But seeing the red jade girl danced to a song, she came to pour another glass of wine for Zhao Yu: "If you can make my fourth uncle smile, this dance will be worth it."

Zhao Yu was really touched, he really liked this dance, took a sip of it, and said sincerely: "Thanks for your hard work, girl, I like it very much!"

Zhao Ke also came to join in the fun and wanted to ask for a drink, Hongyu gave him a half-smile look, Zhao Ke somehow felt a bit of coldness, and shrank back embarrassingly.

Qiuniang smoothed things over: "Hongyu, let's change clothes first."

After she left, he said to Zhao Ke: "Third Young Master also drank a lot, can you go to the room to rest?"

The girl next to Zhao Ke also said coquettishly that she was tired and wanted to go back to her room, so he went down the slope and nodded in agreement.

He still didn't forget to wink and say to Zhao Yu: "Silang, take it easy tonight, we have to go back early tomorrow."

After saying that, he looked at the direction Hongyu was walking pointingly, laughed and walked away with his arms around the girl.

Zhao Yu drank another glass of wine in embarrassment. He really just praised Miss Hongyu for her good dance, and absolutely had no other evil thoughts.

Qiuniang gave him a meaningful look, and poured him several glasses of wine one after another. Zhao Yu didn't know how to refuse and drank them together.

Although the alcohol content of this ancient is low, it can't stop his scumbag physique. He was a little dizzy after drinking before, but it's even more exciting after drinking these few glasses.

When Hongyu came back after changing her clothes, Zhao Yu was already drunk.

He looked around in a daze, he didn't know when everyone had left, even Yue Niang disappeared, only he and Xue Nu were left in the room.

Zhao Yu tried his best to maintain a trace of sobriety, and he applauded Hongyu seriously: "Miss sister, you dance so well! Can you add a V?"

After touching his body for a long time, he still couldn't find the phone, so Zhao Yu said awkwardly, "Then wait until next time, I forgot my phone..."

Hongyu raised her eyebrows and asked, "What is a mobile phone?"

Zhao Yu explained patiently: "It's just something fun and beautiful."

Hongyu asked: "Is it fun to watch with me?"

Zhao Yu thought hard, tilted her head and said, "Not as good-looking as you, but more fun than you..."

Hongyu curled her lips into a smile: "I have something more fun, uncle, do you want to come?"

Zhao Yu nodded cooperatively.

Then I saw Hongyu walking over, hugging him horizontally, looking relaxed.

Zhao Yu: "!?"

It seemed that he was really drunk.

After being carried by Hongyu for a few steps to the inner room, Zhao Yu still felt dizzy, and when he was put on the bed, he boasted belatedly: "Miss sister, you are really strong! You don't have too much energy in normal times." Lifting iron, right? Unlike me, I have never been there after applying for a card..."

I don't know if it was because he was lying on the bed, Zhao Yu felt that Hongyu seemed to be much taller than before.

But he will be dizzy, or it may simply be his dizziness.

Before he could figure it out, Hongyu bullied him and pressed him over, raised his chin with one hand, stroked Zhao Yu's bright red lips with slightly cool fingers, and said to himself: "I dare to drink any wine, so stupid It's not easy either."

Zhao Yu didn't hear what Hongyu said, but felt that her voice suddenly became a little strange.

Gone is the charming and tactful voice, but it is a low-pitched male voice.

Zhao Yu's eyes widened suddenly, thinking that he might be hallucinating.

Looking at his reaction in a funny way, Hongyu suddenly thought of something, hooked her lips meaningfully, clasped his waist with one hand, and moved it from his back to his neck, making Zhao Yu suddenly lower her head when she trembled slightly He bit his neck gently and licked it again.

Zhao Yu only felt a bit tingling and itchy there, and he put his hand on Hongyu's body and tried to push it away, but he couldn't do it. Fortunately, Hongyu let him go quickly: "Fourth Uncle is so sweet."

Her voice has returned to her previous charming female voice.

Zhao Yu was already dizzy with drunkenness, but at this moment he couldn't react because of this operation. He stared at Xue Nu for a long while, hesitatingly said: "Little... sister... you've got me... "

He was caught by a hard object, which made him very painful.

After Hongyu paused, she sat up and untied a bell from her waist. Zhao Yu was relieved—for a moment he thought that Hongyu was going to pull out something extraordinary...

After relaxing, Zhao Yu only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. He took one last look at Hongyu, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Putting the bell next to the pillow, Hongyu looked at Zhao Yu's slightly frowning sleeping face with an unpredictable expression, and rested her slender fingers on his fair and fragile neck.

A black bug crawled along her fingertips onto Zhao Yu's skin, its tentacles swayed rapidly, as if it was sniffing greedily.

Seeing that the bug was about to open its mouth to bite Zhao Yu, Hongyu grabbed it lightly and took it back.

He moved his hand to his back and lost a few wisps of true energy, until Zhao Yu's expression relaxed before covering him with a brocade quilt and getting up to the outer room, where Qiuniang was already there.

"Young Palace Master, is there something special about this person's identity?" Qiu Niang asked respectfully, without the slightest trace of tenderness.

Hong Yu, whom she called the Young Palace Master, said indifferently: "No, I just tease him if I like."

The voice has returned to a deep male voice.

Qiuniang hesitated and said: "But the one who came with him was Prince Ning's son. The subordinates suspect that his identity is different, do we need to investigate..."

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