The beauty smiled sweetly and said softly: "Thank you, General, still remember the little girl."

This smile seemed to be bright in the hall, and the beauty was as beautiful as jade. However, when Yang Yong saw her for the first time, although Feng had half of dust on his face, he could not hide her beauty. When he saw her the second time, her face was washed away from dust. Although her twig dress and cloth clothes were emitting amazing beauty. Now that he changed into silk and brocade clothes, he smiled frequently and almost made people lose their minds, which made Yang Yong recognize him for a while.

The reason why Feng stayed in the living room where Yang Yong had food was of course the arrangement of Wei Shikang, the owner of Yingzhou. When Wei Podi was ordered to deal with the more than 300 women he brought back, most of the women were unwilling to return to their hometowns. They directly found the soldiers he had liked these days to get married. When it was Feng's turn, she clearly stated that she would serve the young general.

With Feng's appearance, she may not be able to leave even if she has a place to go back. She saw so many greedy gazes staring at her. Without a powerful person to rely on her, waiting for her would probably be an even more unpredictable fate. Feng naturally had to make his own choice.

Wei Po did not dare to be good at being proficient, so he had to hand over Feng to Wei Shikang. Wei Shikang was also distracted from the appearance of Feng. If he was a few years younger, he would rather offend Yang Yong and stay by himself. Wei Shikang did not believe that Yang Yong was not moved when facing Feng, so naturally everything had to be arranged for Yang Yong.

Feng is at the age of twenty-five or twenty-six, which is the most mature age for a woman. In her heart, Yang Yong is not inferior to her, but her body is even more vigorous. Moreover, Feng's appearance is so stunning that Yang Yong would not believe it unless he is an iron man.

Yang Yong couldn't help but compare the women he saw before with Feng. He had to admit that whether it was Yuchi Fanchi, who was called the number one beauty in Chang'an or the princess who married a daughter from a distance from the Turks, Feng's family was not inferior, and even had it in many places.

Although Yuchi Fanchi is beautiful, he does not have the gentleness of Feng. The princess with a daughter is noble. The newly dressed Feng family is not only noble, but also charming.

Seeing the young general in front of him dazed at him, Feng smiled gently and pulled Yang Yong into the hall to sit down. He filled the wine with his slender hand and delivered it to Yang Yong's mouth. Seeing that Yang Yong finished drinking the wine, he immediately picked up the delicious food from the table with his other hand and fed it to Yang Yong.

Under the candlelight, wine is like jade and beauty is like flowers. This is exactly the scene that men dream of. In an instant, Yang Yong was really addicted. Facing a Goguryeo princess who can see and cannot move these days, Yang Yong had already felt agitation in his heart. At this time, he was facing a beautiful and lovely thing that was more beautiful than the Goguryeo princess, and he clearly let himself do whatever he wanted. As long as a man with normal health, he would probably not refuse.

Everyone was drunk without getting drunk. After a few glasses of wine, Yang Yong's whole body became hot. When Feng poured another glass of wine for Yang Yong, Yang Yong did not drink, but reached out to hold the beauty's tenderness. Suddenly, a feeling of slipperyness came. Feng moaned and fell into Yang Yong's arms.

The woman's body was as soft as soft and soft as soft jade. Yang Yongteng stood up and walked towards the bedroom behind with the beauty in his arms. Feng closed his eyes gently, like a shy little girl, with a red glow rising on her white jade-like face. The two personal soldiers stood straight at the door of the living room, as if they saw nothing in their eyes.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, Yang Yong was impatient to tear up the clothes of the beautiful man in his arms. Yang Yong was clumsy and faced the beautiful man in his arms, but he couldn't even do the simplest movement to untied his clothes. Feng smiled from time to time, but he wanted to refuse and welcomed him. When he saw that Yang Yong really couldn't untied his clothes, he gently pushed Yang Yong away and untied his clothes.

That night, Yang Yong was greatly satisfied. In the midst of the red waves, Yang Yong's hands stroked every sensitive point of the beauty beneath him. The whole room was filled with the moving moans of women. Feng was more like a qualified teacher, guiding Yang Yong to release rounds of passion. Until he was exhausted, the two hugged each other and fell asleep.

The next day, at the third update of the day, Yang Yong opened his eyes and the beauty in his arms was still asleep. Yang Yong sighed in secretly for his ridiculousness. However, Yang Yong did not regret it. Who could give up such a woman? If you are afraid that Dugu or Yuan Qing'er would misunderstand, at most, you would hide her in the manor outside Chang'an City in the future.

He pushed the beauty in his arms away reluctantly. Yang Yong was about to get out of bed, but Feng moaned and woke up. Seeing Yang Yong wearing clothes, he quickly put on a small dress, barely covering his moving body and served Yang Yong's clothes, with an extremely gentle expression.

Seeing the light little shirt, Yang Yong knew what was so moving spring scenery underneath, and almost couldn't help but push her down again. He used his great perseverance to restrain himself and asked, "By the way, I know your surname is Feng, what is your full name?"

Feng lowered his head gently: "My name is Feng Xiaolian."

"Feng Xiaolian." Yang Yong recited it again: "A good name." But he was wondering in his heart, why did this name feel familiar?

"Thank you for your praise, General." Feng Xiaolian reorganized Yang Yong's clothes. Seeing that Yang Yong's face was not surprised, he couldn't help but wonder, was this young general knowing nothing about his previous identity? If others knew about his identity, it might be a big trouble. Feng reminded Yang Yong: "I used to be the Princess Qi."

Yang Yong opened his mouth in shock and finally remembered that Feng Xiaolian was the favorite Concubine Feng, both the Zhou and Qi people, cursing the woman who harmed the country and the people.

This is Feng Xiaolian, who was the late master of Qi who received the Emperor Zhou personally leading the army to attack Qi. He not only did not stop hunting, but also said Feng Xiaolian, who surrounded him again. After the Zhou army occupied Pingyang, the late master of Qi said: "As long as Xiaolian is safe, what's the harm in defeat!". This is what the descendants wrote: Xiaolian's jade body is wide and Chen Ye, and Feng Xiaolian, who has reported to Zhou's army to enter Jinyang...

In an instant, various legends about Feng Xiaolian were circulating in Yang Yong's mind. No wonder this Feng family was so beautiful that he actually compared Yuchi Fanchi. This was the woman who caused the country to be destroyed by the Empress of Qi.

The beauty in front of her suddenly turned into a hot potato. Yang Yong couldn't help but be upset about last night's rashness. If his mother Dugu knew about Feng Xiaolian's existence, unless she was executed immediately, she would be killed without anyone trying to provoke her position as the prince in the future, and Dugu would be immediately abolished by Yang Jian.

A evil thought suddenly arose in Yang Yong's heart. He killed her. Even if Dugu knew about it in the future, he would not only not blame him, but also praise his son for not being fascinated by beauty. Yang Yong's hand gently stroked Feng Xiaolian's white face. Feng Xiaolian was shocked when he touched Yang Yong's eyes. The young man who was still riding on himself last night and was obsessed with him actually had a murderous look on his face.

She looked at Yang Yong pitifully. For some reason, this young man wanted to kill him when he heard his name. His previous identity should be satisfied with the satisfaction of men and the capital to show off.

Although Feng Xiaolian was smart, she didn't know Yang Yong's life experience, and she didn't know how strict Dugu was to her son. She just knew that Yang Yong should be a powerful figure in the Great Zhou Dynasty and could protect her own safety. However, this powerful figure was too big and her reputation could not be accepted, which caused murderous intent.

Yang Yong's hand gently slid from Feng Xiaolian's face and fell onto her neck. Her neck was also smooth and slender, like a swan. As long as he squeezed it hard, the beautiful woman in front of him would die, and he would no longer have to worry about the harm she would bring.

Although Feng Xiaolian knew that the young general had murderous intentions against her, she did not dare to resist or escape, and even did not dare to shout a little. If the young general could not dispel her murderous intentions, the extra actions would only make her die faster. She quietly closed her eyes and two crystal tears dripped down.

Yang Yong's fingers slowly tightened, Feng Xiaolian's face suddenly turned purple, and his hands and feet began to move. Just as he was about to increase his strength, Yang Yong's back of his hand suddenly cooled down. It was Feng Xiaolian's two drops of water dripped on the back of his hand. Yang Yong was shocked and let go of his fingers.

Feng Xiaolian gasped heavily. She almost thought she was dead: "General, why, why did you kill me?"

Although she had just escaped from death, the person in front of her was still working with her last night to share the joy of life and water, but she had no intention of asking for it, and her tone was full of confusion and sorrow.

Why should she be killed? Yang Yong was speechless when asked. His reason was not available at all. Qi State was really destroyed because of her. Without Qi's queen, he was extremely debauchery. How could she, a woman, let Qi's country be destroyed? Later generations brought Zhou's demise to Baosi, and even Chen's demise to Zhang Lihua. How could they be fair to them?

The flags were raised on the king's city, but how could I know that I was in the deep palace? Fourteen thousand people were lifted together, but none of them were men. At this time, a poem by Mrs. Huarui in later generations: How similar is this poem to Feng Xiaolian?

What's more, what's up to you if Qi De was destroyed? I was a native of Zhou. If Qi De had her contribution, I should thank her. I was just afraid of being suspicious of my mother and cruelly killed her. Where did my conscience come to?

"Who else knows your identity?" Yang Yong's face eased a lot, and he was still fighting in his mind. Will he kill or not?

"When General, only Gao Baoning knew about it before, but no one knew about it now." Feng Xiaolian felt that Yang Yong's intention was decreasing, and the sadness on his face became heavier.

It is hard for ordinary people to imagine the absurdity of Gao Wei, the late emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty. He thought that it would be a waste of natural resources to enjoy a woman like Feng Xiaolian alone. It would be better to have fun than to have fun alone. It would be a good thing if all men in the world could appreciate Feng Xiaolian's natural beauty. After some arrangements, the late Qi Dynasty asked Feng Xiaolian to put her jade body in Longji Hall, and the ticket price of a thousand gold coins was worth it, so that all the ministers could see the beauty.

After Qi was destroyed, all the women in Qi's harem were rewarded by Emperor Wu of Zhou to meritorious soldiers. Feng Xiaolian originally wanted to reward the ministers of the royal family, but Gao Baoning, who had watched Feng Xiaolian's beautiful beauty, took advantage of the chaos when Qi was destroyed. Gao Baoning was Qi's minister after all, and did not dare to speak out after Feng Xiaolian got it. Feng Xiaolian also knew that his identity was sensitive and did not dare to reveal it. He only called Feng. If she had not spent the spring night with Yang Yong, she would not have easily revealed her identity.

Hearing Feng Xiaolian's answer, Yang Yong breathed a sigh of relief. No one knew her identity, and he could make up for it without killing her. No one in Yingzhou knows her at present, but he doesn't have to make a fool of himself. Although no one knows her identity now, there should be many surrendered ministers in Qi State who know her. Once it is leaked, he can't even kill her.

The best way is to arrange a nunner for her after returning to Chang'an to make her become a monk and practice. This is also considered a punishment for disturbing Qi politics for several years. Thinking of this, Yang Yong's killing intention disappeared: "Remember, no matter who it is, you cannot reveal your identity, otherwise I will kill you without hesitation."

Feng Xiaolian nodded quickly. After Yang Yong pushed the bedroom away and walked out, Feng Xiaolian leaned on the bed, feeling weak all over, letting the little shirt he had just put on slip, revealing his naked chest, and two bright red spots on his towering snow-white peaks were dotted with kiss marks from the young general, but just now, the young man almost killed himself. She now really felt the joy and fear of escaping from death.

When he walked out of the room, Yang Yong stretched out his hands and smiled bitterly. He almost strangled a beautiful woman who had no grudges with him just now. Is his heart too cruel? Then he shook his head again. He has undoubtedly changed a lot these days, but if he is too cruel, he should have killed Feng Xiaolian without hesitation.

Seeing Yang Yong come out, a personal soldier hurriedly came up: "General, General Wei, General Wei Podi and General Wei have been waiting in the living room for a long time."

General Yang Yong immediately dispelled the messy thoughts: "Let them wait, I will come soon."

"yes."
Chapter completed!