The general is easy to bully

Shen Xingfeng spent most of the day walking around the capital.

Finally, a pavilion next to the Qujiang River was booked.

For several days, Shen Xingfeng read and wrote in the gazebo.

If Wen Jue's target is really Xiao Qihan, then he will definitely come.

In the early summer of this year, Shen Xingfeng was dozing drowsily in the intoxicating warm wind of the gazebo, when he suddenly heard a rustling sound.

He opened his eyes subconsciously, and saw a vague black figure standing in front of him.

Shen Xingfeng: "Wen Jue?"

As soon as he called out the name, Wen Jue swung his knife and slashed at Shen Xingfeng, who subconsciously jumped out of the wheelchair.

The wooden wheelchair was instantly shattered into pieces under Wen Jue's knife.

Without giving Shen Xingfeng a break to breathe, Wen Jue's second knife also struck.

The wind of the knife pierced the air, and dozens of hidden guards jumped out from all directions, and rushed towards Wen Jue at the same time——

The touch of the cold knife and the ice blade, the short fight, Wen Jue was outnumbered, was hit by a knife in the back of the neck, and passed out.

"Master Shen."

"Master Hou."

The dark guards knelt down one after another.

Shen Xingfeng pulled off the human skin mask on his face, revealing a fair and delicate face, glanced at them, and frowned: "I remember, I didn't ask so many people from the dark guard."

He only wanted ten dark guards from the dark guard, and there were already fifteen present here today.

One of the leading guards straightened his back: "One of us is Xiao...an old general of Mr. Fu."

Shen Xingfeng was taken aback for a moment, and the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily.

"Then thank you Mr. Fu for me."

The hidden guards all over the floor were puzzled.

Didn't Mr. Fu say that Young Master Shen is extremely cold, has a weird temper, and doesn't like to talk to people?

The young master who is jumping up and down in front of you... who is it?

Shen Xingfeng held Yu Xin who was on the stone table in his hands, and turned around: "Forget it, I'd better go thank you in person."

"Remember to send Wen Jue to Yun Yingshen."

"Yingying Shen?" The dark guard was puzzled.

Shen Xingfeng: "It's the emperor."

The faces of the dark guards turned dark.

How dare he call the current social sage by his name, this little duke is really weird.

Mr. Fu really does not deceive them.

Shen Xingfeng's own abilities are limited, and Xiao Qihan was involved in this matter, so he didn't dare to investigate it openly. It might be best to send Wen Jue to Yun Yingshen.

Shen Xingfeng handed the ins and outs of the matter to Yun Yingshen, and when he returned to the General's Mansion, he started to pack his bags and prepared to go to Yangzhou to find Mr. Fu to thank him.

Luo'er, the maid who was serving Shen Xingfeng, saw Shen Xingfeng coming back from the palace, humming a little song, and couldn't help laughing: "What is the happy event today, the young master is so happy."

Shen Xingfeng: "No."

Luo'er: "Not yet, Young Master, you are beaming with joy."

Shen Xingfeng: "The emperor allowed me to go to Yangzhou to enjoy the lake."

Luo'er was like a mirror in his heart: "The last time the emperor invited you to Qianli Pond to enjoy the lake, I didn't see you so happy. According to my slaves, the lake appreciation is secondary, and the talent appreciation is the most important thing..."

The tips of Shen Xingfeng's ears turned red.

Luo'er packed the baggage into the carriage, looked at the gradually darkening sky, and said, "It's getting late today, Master Hou, shall we leave tomorrow?"

Shen Xingfeng: "Let's go now."

Ever since Xiao Qihan left the capital, the two hadn't had any contact for several months.

Perhaps Xiao Qihan felt resentful towards him, and Xiao Qihan never replied to any of the letters he wrote to Xiao Qihan.

The last time Lan Yu came to his house and said that the fireworks would go down in Yangzhou in March, Xiao Qihan might have been fascinated by some vixen in Yangzhou, he would have forgotten that he has a family and a mouth.

Shen Xingfeng had a dream that night.

Dreamed that Xiao Qihan brought a woman with a big belly to see him.

She also dreamed of a little boy who looked exactly like Xiao Qihan called Xiao Qihan's father.

Shen Xingfeng broke out in a cold sweat from the shock, and was so angry that he was half dead.

That night, he worked hard and wrote a ten-page family letter, scolding Xiao Qihan for being ungrateful and heartless.

Although he was sure in his heart that Xiao Qihan would not betray him, he also wondered if there was really a wonderful person in Yangzhou, a place where the mountains and rivers nourished people, who really seduced Xiao Qihan's soul.

Therefore, as soon as Wen Jue's matter was resolved, he hurried to Yangzhou, unwilling to wait for a moment.

After ordering the people in the mansion to take good care of Gu Shishi, Shen Xingfeng rushed to Yangzhou in only half a month.

Xiao Qihan lived in a small courtyard in a bamboo forest on the outskirts of Yangzhou.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Shen Xingfeng couldn't wait to jump down. Luo'er behind him didn't catch up with him, so Shen Xingfeng pushed open the door and ran in.

"Hey, Marquis, be more reserved!"

Shen Xingfeng snorted.

He is not a girl, so he is reserved.

This small courtyard is not big, as soon as you enter, you can see the Minglan.

Ming Lan was practicing sword in the courtyard, when she saw Shen Xingfeng, she was taken aback for a moment.

"How did you come?"

Shen Xingfeng: "Where's Xiao Qihan? Is he in the room?"

With that said, he lifted his foot and walked towards the room.

Ming Lan hurried to stop him: "Master is busy right now, you can't enter."

Shen Xingfeng: "I'm leaning in."

After speaking, he pushed the door open.

Shen Xingfeng was stunned by the scene inside the house.

Xiao Qihan was sitting on the bed, a young girl with a slightly protruding belly was chatting and laughing with Xiao Qihan.

Yu Xin in Shen Xingfeng's hand "clanged" and fell to the ground.

Xiao Qihan and the girl looked back at the same time——

"Starwind?"

Xiao Qihan was stunned.

Shen Xingfeng's gaze fell on the girl's puffed-out stomach, and his eye sockets turned red.

Without saying a word, he bent down to pick up the sword, turned around and left.

As soon as Luo'er entered the hospital, she saw Shen Xingfeng rushing out with clenched fists and clenched teeth, she was startled: "Master Hou, what's the matter?"

"Go back to Beijing!"

Shen Xingfeng sobbed loudly.

Xiao Qihan's anxious voice came from inside the room: "Minglan!"

Minglan rushed out and stopped Shen Xingfeng: "You misunderstood, that's not the master's woman."

Shen Xingfeng breathed heavily, shook off Ming Lan's hand, and ran back to sit in the carriage outside.

The coachman asked Shen Xingfeng: "Master Hou, do you want to go?"

Shen Xingfeng leaned in the corner, frowned, and didn't speak, his face was gloomy.

After a while, Xiao Qihan came out in a wheelchair.

Luo'er nodded to the carriage and whispered, "It's inside."

Xiao Qihan retreated to the left and right, walked over, and said softly, "Xingfeng, come out."

There was a loud "boom—" in the carriage.

Xiao Qihan smiled helplessly: "Don't be angry, can you listen to my explanation?"

"The bastard is chanting the scriptures!"

A muffled sound flew out from the carriage.

"Her mother is from the Kingdom of Jin, and used to be a medical girl in the imperial physician's residence of the Kingdom of Jin."

Shen Xingfeng tore open the curtain all at once.

"really?"

Xiao Qihan: "Really."

He stretched out his hand to Shen Xingfeng and curled his lips: "Come down, give me a hug."

Shen Xingfeng shrank back again, "Her mother is from the Kingdom of Jin, so what does it have to do with her daughter... Excuses are all excuses."

Xiao Qihan had no choice but to say, "Her mother doesn't want to heal my legs, so I have to start elsewhere."

"Xingfeng, stop making trouble, I haven't seen you for three months, I miss you very much."

Shen Xingfeng hesitated and jumped out of the car.

Looking at Xiao Qihan awkwardly and weirdly: "Then you didn't reply to my letter, so it can be seen that you didn't think much about it."

Xiao Qihan took his hand, pressed it to his heart, and smiled lightly: "Although I haven't replied, I have read every letter countless times."

It was true that she had a bad idea of ​​revenge, deliberately refused to reply to his letter, and forced him to come to Yangzhou to meet her.

"Really?"

Xiao Qihan clenched his lips: "I can recite those ten pages of scolding me backwards."

The tips of Shen Xingfeng's ears turned slightly red.

The pregnant girl came out to look for Xiao Qihan, and when she saw Xiao Qihan and Shen Xingfeng holding hands, she was slightly startled, and hurriedly saluted Xiao Qihan.

"Mr. Fu, then Qingqing will go back today. I will bring the medicine for you tomorrow."

Shen Xingfeng raised his chin: "Miss Qingqing is pregnant and has limited mobility, so I won't bother you to deliver the medicine to my husband. Xingfeng will send someone to pick it up in person tomorrow."

That girl Qingqing's face turned pale, she bit her lips silently, and her eyes were obviously a little stiff when she heard the word "Husband".

She blessed Shen Xingfeng and Xiao Qihan, and walked away holding the maid's hand.

Shen Xingfeng's face suddenly collapsed: "Where is her husband?"

Xiao Qihan: "His husband passed away unexpectedly two months ago."

Shen Xingfeng's face darkened even more: "She is interested in you, she wants to find a father for the cub in her belly."

Seeing his angry look, Xiao Qihan couldn't help lowering his head and laughing.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Laugh at the way you are jealous, very cute."

Shen Xingfeng wanted to hit Xiao Qihan on the head with his heart.

In the evening Xiao Qihan took Shen Xingfeng to a famous tea house in Yangzhou for dinner.

There are not many people in Yangzhou who know Xiao Qihan and Shen Xingfeng, and they are not as cautious as they were in Beijing.

Shen Xingfeng was in a good mood today, and it was rare for him to indulge in a few glasses of wine.

Back in the small courtyard, he hurriedly pushed Xiao Qihan onto the bed, and went to untie Xiao Qihan's belt.

Xiao Qihan frowned with leg pain, but he also acquiesced in Shen Xingfeng's nonsense.

Not only him, but this body also longed for Shen Xingfeng.

Unfortunately, he couldn't move.

Drunken, Shen Xingfeng covered Xiao Qihan's lower body with the quilt, and pushed himself in.

Xiao Qihan smiled: "What are you doing?"

Shen Xingfeng huddled around under the quilt, poked his head out, and said seriously to Xiao Qihan: "I am in a good mood today, and I will perform blowing flute for you."

Xiao Qihan couldn't bear him to do this kind of thing for him: "Don't..."

As he spoke, he was about to pull Shen Xingfeng out of the quilt.

In the next moment, his face turned red, his brows tightened suddenly, and a low, ambiguous moan came out of his throat.

Shen Xingfeng stuck his head out again: "What did you say?"

Xiao Qihan looked away slightly, his ears blushed: "Don't stop..."

……

Relying on his drunkenness, Shen Xingfeng messed around all night.

Finally curled up in Xiao Qihan's arms and fell into a deep sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Shen Xingfeng had a severe headache and sat cross-legged on the bed to let his mind go.

What did he do last night...

An arm wrapped around his waist, pulling him down.

Xiao Qihan gasped in his ear: "Are you awake?"

Shen Xingfeng blushed: "Hurry up and take me out for a stroll."

Xiao Qihan pressed his forehead against Shen Xingfeng.

Shen Xingfeng frowned: "What?"

"Blowjob?"

Shen Xingfeng's head exploded with a "buzz".

Use hands and feet to run under the bed.

How could Xiao Qihan let him get what he wanted? He brought Shen Xingfeng back and was about to tear off Shen Xingfeng's clothes when someone knocked on the door.

Shen Xingfeng and Xiao Qihan didn't dare to move for a moment.

Ming Lan: "Master, there is a letter from the palace."