The wooden barrel rolls over and the heat flows warmly spread all over the floor.

The candlelight shook in the wind and the smoke went out.

Xinlu was thrown to the bed. As soon as she was shocked, her lips were softly sealed by Qin Juexiang.

Over the years, she lived in the Seihu Temple. She played and chanted scriptures when she was a child. She was also in contact with her masters, junior sisters and other women. She felt shy even when she talked to them. What's more, the man who was close to her face was a man who was both embarrassed and anxious. She pushed her arms out with her. Suddenly she felt a faint fragrance of medicine at the tip of her tongue. She realized that it was the smell that Qin Juexiang had just tried the medicine and left in her mouth. She thought that she had blamed him for the wrong thing. She felt ashamed for life. In addition, the internal injuries on her body had not healed. The strength became softer as soon as she got together.

Although Qin Juexiang was young, he was a veteran of the flower. He was good at provoking women's lust. He was not in a hurry to attack the city and the ground. He just hugged her tightly, as if he was sucking honey from the ripe fruit. He sucked greedily. His movements were rough, gentle, and he was used with ease. He moved Xinlu's thoughts that approached the blank space and became confused.

The Hengshan Sect was ashamed of the incident of the Snow Mountain Niang. Master Liangyin was afraid that someone in his generation would cause trouble. He even reminded him every now and then that although Xinlu followed the teacher's orders and obeyed the rules, he was lonely in the mountains. Occasionally put down medical books, he would have some reverie. He wondered how smart and wise the uncle of the Snow Mountain was back then. Why did he be so happy when he met the young hero Chen Huan? How could he be happy about men and women? It made people so obsessed with the world. But without experience, he could not force guessing. He imagined all kinds of situations in his mind. He could not understand it. He could not help but blush and his heart beat. He always forced himself to suppress himself. At this moment, everything suddenly unfolded in a very real way. Everything was so gentle, beautiful, caring and fulfilling. His body and mind were trapped in it. Naturally, he could not think of resisting. He handed over himself quietly.

A night that seemed like a different world passed by. Xinlu woke up and felt that the joints of her body were dispersed, as tired, lazy and powerless. After experiencing the ups and downs of this night, she seemed to have found a self who had never experienced before and understood the meaning of being a woman.

Looking sideways, the morning light reflects the white window paper. The table and chairs in the house are quiet. The wooden barrel is tilted. The water marks are dry. The traces are slightly retained.

By the side of the pillow, Qin Juexiang showed half of his bare shoulders, supported his arms and cheeks, smiling and lovingly, looking at himself.

She hurriedly reached out to stretch the quilt, trying to cover her shoulders for him. Suddenly she found that her arms were not covered with inches of hair. Her skin was so white that she was unfamiliar with her. Her face couldn't help but flushed. She let out a "ah" and she shrank her head into the quilt.

Qin Juexiang lifted a corner of the quilt and kissed her bald head gently, saying, "Sister, are you sleeping well?"

Xinlu turned her body in the quilt and curled up and covered her face. Qin Juexiang hugged her, putting her smooth and warm back on her ear and said softly: "When I raise my hair, I will marry you in an eight-carried sedan chair. At that time, you will be the good wife of the Qin family, my virtuous assistant, and the wife of the dignified fifth-rank Qianhu. Let's live happily from now on. What about you? Have a baby for me and have seventeen or eighteen eldest sons..." Xinlu's ear bead was itchy by him. When he heard that he wanted to give birth to a son, he was so embarrassed that he wanted to break away in his arms.

Qin Juexiang suddenly remembered Liu Jinwu's words. He knew that this was a critical moment. If she had changed her mind, it would be difficult to get back in this life. He hurriedly pulled the snow shoulders and pressed his body on her. He kissed her softly on her plain lips. He looked at her eyes and said with a serious stern voice: "I swear to the sky. From now on, I will devote myself to life forever, and devote myself to love you very much."

These sixteen words are like drum sticks tied with flower bells, coconut hammers filled with red beans, and charming rhythms. They hit Xinlu's chest, as if they hit the dusty drum face. For a moment, the dust dances. Time steeps in the smoke. He is in front of him, but it seems that he can no longer see him. Only the pair of willow leaves-like eyes below. The eyes are wet and bright, like the starry sky after the rain. Xinlu has the illusion of being wrapped in this starry sky. It seems that he is standing in the barren mountain and night ridge without seeing the ancients in front of him, and behind him.

Qin Juexiang grabbed her hand and put it on his cheek. He looked over: "Sister, as long as you promised me, we two motherless children, from now on, we will depend on each other and happily get together and live together. Sister, do you think you are okay?" As he spoke, he held her hand and kept kissing her lips. He asked: "Is it okay? Sister, do you think you are okay?"

A sentence evoked Xinlu's desire for family affection from childhood to adulthood. Looking at his face, which had not yet been swollen and the red marks twisted around his chest and shoulders, he was extremely apologized. Thinking about his persistent lovesickness since he was separated from Datong, the service of his clothes and clothes these days, and the tenderness of feeding himself medicine, washing his feet, and the warmth of the night. In an instant, the tenderness of being born as a woman came out of his heart. He broke through all the precepts and rules like a broken lock and collapsed. At this moment, all the scriptures and Buddhas became so illusory, distant and unreal. I felt that only the person in front of me was real, reliable and reliable.

She responded with a slight "um" sound from her nasal cavity, just like the charm of a girl of the same age.

The word "可" is extremely slight, but it is like a sound of nature that explodes in Qin Juexiang's heart. He hugged Xinlu and couldn't help but touch his face, kissed him, and rubbed him. He was so happy that he was like a little pig rolling in the soil.

Seeing him like this, Xinlu laughed. She felt that she had been facing Qingdeng Leng Buddha since she was a child. She had never been as happy as she is now. She felt something on her lower abdomen warmly. Qin Juexiang smiled and drilled down at the same time. She was immediately shy: "You are..." and she felt her lower body slipping. She burst into tears again in the soft sting. Her eyebrows were frowning involuntarily, and her eyes were as charming as silk. She gently lifted her lower lip.

Forget it...even if it's poison, even if it's carrying a thousand karma... it's up to it... it's up to you...

The iron hooves are stomping on the expedition wheel. A new rut is set on the Guanshan Road.

Chang Sihao and Qi Jiguang rode an eight-horse chariot together, carrying swords and railings to the north. They walked through the pass and walked through the snow. They saw all the black water and white mountains, wild wilderness and wild forests. They were excited and happy. They were infinite: Look. Look. Who said that the world is everywhere in the East Factory? Who said that Mr. Xu could cover the sky with his own hands. The mountains and rivers in front of him could not be blown, the rain could not be broken, the clouds could not be covered, and the snow would not be covered. One day, the new green would be repeated. The ice would melt and the water would be warm, and the old face would be changed.

One day...

I want the world to be covered.

One day, I will fulfill my Jian family's ambition.

The whip explodes, the horses compete for the first place, and the long way to the north...

The winter sun shines brightly. Plowing ink and turning over the snow field.

When the soldiers arrived in Liaoyang, they had already visited the city. Li Chengliang was on the top of the city. He raised his hand to look up. He saw the sound of hooves raising his feet in the south. The figures gradually became clear. At the front, there was a Pegasus and Yun flag leading the way. The three thousand sons of the Qi family army were tigers carrying chariots. They were protected by the gunman and crossbowmen. They were as fast as the wind, and they were as neat as ropes. They were as bright as black clouds. The dragons were flying on the road.

He looked at the Doufang Shishi and laughed to the sky: "Hahahaha. It's really Yuan Jing." He ordered: "The switch is locked." He waved his golden eagle and jade-handled sword around his waist. He stepped down the corridor. He turned over and bit his lion-eared bear hooves and bites the dragon horse. He waved his hand and brought the drum band that had been prepared long ago to blow and beat him out of the city.

After a long arrow, the two sides met. The Qi family army approached and came. They were two times amid the drums and music. The eight-horse chariots were given up. When Li Chengliang saw Qi Jiguang, he bowed and laughed, "Hahaha. Brother Yuan Jing. Is the New Year a good day?"

Qi Jiguang saw his sword hanging obliquely. He was not wearing armor. His face was dark and thin. He was much older than the last time he met. He hurriedly said, "Okay. Brother Ruqi." Li Chengliang smiled and said, "Why? Look at me getting thinner again. There is no way. Our poor mountains and rivers in the east of Liaodong are poor. There is half a year of ice and snow and half a year of wind. If you have the chance to wait in the south, maybe you can be white and clean. Hahaha." As he spoke, he saw a big man standing in the military carriage. He wore a phoenix winged helmet and red tassels. The chain armor protected the front of his heart and silver light. The big red silk wiping his shoulders and head was as bright as blood. The black face and skin were red and bright as oil chestnuts. He held the shaft with his left hand and pressed an ancient sword in his right hand. His pupils were as majestic as torches. He couldn't help but feel strange. He asked, "This is."

Qi Jiguang hurriedly said, "This is the emperor's brother. Chang Sihao, the Marquis of Yunzhong, and the Marquis of Chang, who was personally granted the title of the King of Yunzhong, in the Golden Palace."

When Li Chengliang heard this, he quickly dismounted and knelt down and said, "Oh, what did you say? Li Chengliang didn't know how rude he was to arrive. I hope he would forgive me."

He was from Tieling Guard. Although his accent was earthy, it was rough but straightforward. Chang Sihao hurriedly got off the chariot and helped him: "General, you can't do this." Qi Jiguang also arrived under the chariot and said, "Brother Ruqi, Tuman, will not know when the troops will arrive. It may be inconvenient to speak here. Let's go to the city quickly." Li Chengliang smiled and said, "Okay. OK." He waved his hand and drummed Lego and welcomed the Qi family army into the city.

Liaoyang has been a military city since ancient times. The city is strong and the walls are thick and the corners are majestic. Its momentum is no less than that of Datong. After Qi Jiguang entered the city, he wanted to send troops to help defend the city. He was stopped by Li Chengliang. He said that there were soldiers under his command on the top of the city. It was foolproof. The Qi family's army was moving away and it was hard to get some rest. He also sent people to lead the army down to cook the fire and rest. Then he held a banquet at his general's palace to welcome the two of them.

Liaodong is a bitter and cold place. Although there is a lack of fruits and vegetables, all kinds of wild game are complete. The kitchen customs are generous and hand-made. For a while, the tiger's legs and deer jelly are stewed on the plate. They are cut into large pieces and served. They are placed on the table and squeezed and inserted, which looks extremely rich. Li Chengliang ordered people to carry a large purple-glazed jar that is raised by one person. He personally went to slap off the mud seal. He lifted the lid and the wine was filled with fragrance. The big ladle was scooped out and the honey was red. He didn't take the bowl and took the ladle and delivered it directly to Chang Sihao. He smiled and said, "Marty, this is the Linghai blood sorghum that we have brewed for many years. Come and try it."

Chang Sihao looked at it in his hand. The big ladle was covered with golden and red as if it was mixed with blood and honey. The alcohol scent hit the nose and throat, making the lungs fragrant. Seeing that he was so enthusiastic, he took it without saying a word. He raised his head and whispered backwards. In the blink of an eye, the bottom of the ladle lit up and drank it. He drank it all over and drank it.

"Okay." Li Chengliang smiled so hard that his wrinkles spread wide. He scooped another scoop and handed it to Qi Jiguang.

Qi Jiguang looked embarrassed: "Brother Ruqi, you and I may be inappropriate to drink at this time."

Li Chengliang smiled and said, "You can do whatever you want when you drink. Look. I met the Marquis for the first time. I don't need to go many places. I know that he is a generous and happy person. Why are you a man shy?"

Qi Jiguang said: "Military information is not as easy as it is. If the Tumans come to attack, wouldn't it be a waste of trouble?"

"Hahahaha." Li Chengliang laughed: "Brother, don't you hear the 'wine to make heroic courage'." He raised his head and said: "I swear to this wine today. He has 10,000 dogs. I have 10,000. I have 10,000. I have 10,000. I have 10,000. I have 10,000." After that, he raised his head and drank it himself. Haha laughed: "You don't come. I have 10,000. I have 10,000." As he said that, he went to scooped the wine again.

Chang Sihao was in the capital for a long time, and Xu Jie was so overwhelmed by all kinds of forces. Now he has re-entered the military and met such a person who is tempted by temper. Although he is also concerned about military affairs, he thought that if Tuman really came, everyone was drunk and was full of blood. It would be a pleasure to go out to fight. He didn't refuse now. He came to drink it. He would have to dry it. He chewed bear tendons and grabbed deer jerk in his hands. He ate it with a tiger. He looked at the maids who were serving the people from the hall, and his legs were weak and stunned. He thought that where did this come from? He was clearly a tiger.

The two of them drank 17 or scoops of wine in this tour. Li Chengliang's dark and thin face was slightly red. Seeing that Chang Sihao's eyes were red, his eyes were a little disorganized. He smiled and said, "Marquis, how are you eating? I'll take you to see how military appearance is." Chang Sihao nodded: "Okay." As soon as he stood up, the wine surged upwards. He buzzed in his ears. He immediately became dark. He didn't know the human affairs and fell down.

Qi Jiguang was next to him. He hurriedly reached out to support him. Li Chengliang's mouth curled up and smiled silently. He ordered: "Come here. The Marquis is drunk. Take him down and rest." Qi Jiguang was secretly suspicious. After several big-footed maids took him away, he asked in a low voice, "Brother Ruqi, you are." Li Chengliang laughed and grabbed his wrist: "Let's go out and chat slowly."
Chapter completed!