Qin Dynasty snare people

Huoyu Villa.

Among the pavilions on the back mountain.

Luo Yan leaned in the soft embrace of his sister-in-law, Mrs. Hu, and stared lazily at the dancing beauty in front of her. From time to time, he tilted his head and took a sip of the wine handed over by Mrs. Hu. At this moment, he really felt that the wine was not intoxicating. People get drunk, and the king never comes to court early from now on.

Wine and lust enchant the eyes and confuse people’s hearts~

Hu Meiren's dancing posture is extremely beautiful. Her soft and boneless jade body can assume various difficult postures. She is extremely graceful, especially the charming and seductive look that appears in her eyes, which is enough to capture most men in the world.

soon.

The dance ends.

Hu Meiren took a breath, her arms naturally dropped to her lower abdomen, and her charming eyes glanced at Luo Yan, who was leaning in Mrs. Hu's arms, and smiled sweetly: Does it look good?

I didn't dare to blink.

Luo Yan played with Mrs. Hu's jade hand and smiled immediately after hearing this.

The smile at the corner of Hu Meiren's mouth became a little thicker. She walked slowly to Luo Yan and sat down next to her. She stared at Luo Yan with soft eyes and asked, How does it compare to those Yingying Yanyan around you?

It depends on who you compare with. Compared with Yan Lingji and Xue Nu, Hu Meiren is naturally a bit behind. But compared with other women, she might as well give in. After all, after seeing too many exotic customs, the dance of the Central Plains is more interesting. He Luo likes subtle things and doesn't like those that are naked.

vulgar.

Too tacky.

In my heart, you are enough to be ranked in the top three.

Luo Yan freed up a hand to pull Hu Meiren into his arms and sighed solemnly.

Hu Meiren smiled and was very sensible and did not continue to ask who were in the top three. She had also seen the women around Luo Yan. There were too many stunning ones among them. It was already very good to be rated in the top three. What's more, This comment means nothing to her.

She didn't need to stay around Luo Yan and be jealous, it was enough to be his concubine outside with her sister.

Unfortunately, there was no movement in his stomach, and he obviously had in-depth exchanges with Luo Yan.

They have all used their strength.

Hu Meiren sighed softly in her heart, but her face didn't reveal anything. Instead, she raised her hand to pick up a purple grape and put it into Luo Yan's mouth.

Hu Meiren's body is really soft... Luo Yan murmured in his heart, maybe this is the characteristic of people who practice dance, it is easier to develop the potential of the whole body than ordinary people.

Didn't Nongyu come back with you this time?

Mrs. Hu sat upright gently, pondered for a while, and then asked, she had not seen Nongyu for more than a year, but Luo Yan came more often. He could see her once or twice a year, every day. Each time I stayed there for half a month or a month.

As for why Luo Yan was so leisurely, Mrs. Hu didn't know.

Li Si, Han Xin, Meng Tian and others:...

Luo Yan was very considerate to his sister-in-law and said, They went to Xinzheng, the old capital of South Korea. If you miss her, you might as well go with me this time and come back after a while.

Mrs. Hu pondered for a while and shook her head slightly.

She has a gentle and quiet personality. She likes to be quiet and doesn't like to move. Even if she does that, she is extremely passive.

Different from Hu Meiren's enthusiastic recommendation to Luo Yan...

Nong Yu is not young anymore~

Hu Meiren came close to Luo Yan's ear and blew a warm breath. Her voice was soft and charming.

Mrs. Hu bit her lip gently, her eyes hesitated for a moment, and whispered: Be nice to Nong Yu.

?!

Luo Yan feels that Hu Mei and Mrs. Hu have misunderstood him. Is he that kind of person?

Nongyu is his god-sister!

…

The residence of the Yin Yang Family.

In the mysterious hall, Moon Goddess is still wearing an ice blue corset dress, with a delicate and complicated hair style, her temperament is noble and ethereal, but now her belly is slightly bulging compared to before, obviously she is pregnant. As she was pregnant, her slender jade fingers gently caressed her belly, and a touch of tenderness flashed through her eyes covered by gauze.

His Majesty the Moon Goddess is back. I thought His Majesty the Moon Goddess was going to have a fight with His Excellency Dongjun~

A joking voice suddenly sounded in the hall, and a moment later, Xinghun walked slowly from a distance. His eyes glanced at the Moon God's belly, and a glimmer of light flashed deep in his eyes.

Who is the Pearl with whom the Moon God is secretly tied? The answer does not seem to need to be guessed.

Apart from that man, who else in this world has this ability.

Speaking of this matter, Xinghun felt extremely sad, and he couldn't understand how Luo Yan did it.

The time has not come yet.

The tenderness in Moon God's eyes dissipated, he looked at Xinghun calmly, and said lightly.

Before she was pregnant with the child, she had this idea. After she became pregnant, her only thought was to give birth to the child first. When the child was safely delivered, she would naturally go to Concubine Yan to protest.

When Xinghun heard this, he immediately understood what Moon God meant, and there was a smile in his eyes. He felt that this drama was very interesting.

I don't know if Luo Yan can hold on.

Shao Siming stood behind the Moon God, watching all this with an expressionless face, as always, like a passerby.

I heard that in the past two years, how many times has Prince Liyang visited Mrs. Xiang?

Xinghun suddenly asked.

Luna frowned slightly, and after a moment, responded indifferently: You have a lot of questions.

Life is boring, you have to find something interesting~

Xinghun smiled and said.

There was a pause.

Xinghun suddenly admired Luo Yan. He once asked Luo Yan about this matter, and Luo Yan gave his explanation: Mrs. Xiang has become a widow, how can he let his sister-in-law remain a widow again~

Luna glanced coldly at the Lezi man in front of her.

If you find it boring, you might as well visit foreign countries.

Xinghun smiled noncommittally.

. . . . . . . . . . .

Xinzheng, the old capital of South Korea.

Today's Xinzheng is more prosperous than the former Korean capital. In addition to its special location, it is connected to the major arteries in the North and there are many merchants coming and going, creating a huge crowd of people today.

Wearing a black robe, Wei Zhuang walked on this familiar yet unfamiliar street. For a moment, he felt that time was passing by. The answers he had never been able to find seemed to be answered at this moment. After a moment, he lowered his head indifferently. It was this bamboo hat. The cover disappeared into the crowd.

After a while, he came to an inn.

inside the house.

Gai Nie is supervising the practice of a young man. Compared to a few years ago, Tianming has grown up a lot and has become a young man. The only thing that remains unchanged is the restless energy in his body. Even when he is practicing, he is a little restless. Someone needs to supervise.

This kid just likes to be active rather than quiet, just like his father.

Uncle Wei Zhuang is back?

Tianming opened one eye, glanced at the door, and murmured softly.

Gai Nie raised his hand and hit Tianming on the head with his wooden sword, and said calmly: Continue.

I know, uncle.

Tianming curled his lips and continued to sit cross-legged and practice.

Wei Zhuang glanced at Tianming, took off his bamboo hat, walked to sit down next to Gai Nie, pondered for a while, and said slowly: It has changed a lot.

Gai Nie nodded. How could he not be unaware of the changes in the world? After pondering for a while, he said, The empire has opened the way to foreign countries. I plan to take Tianming out to see it.

Then go out and have a look.

Wei Zhuang said calmly that no one can change the unified pattern of the empire. It is better to go out and travel to see how big this vast world is.

…

At night.

The former site of Zilanxuan is located.

Wei Zhuang stood at the back door and pondered for a while, then raised his hand and knocked on the door. After a while, subtle footsteps came from the door. After a while, the door was slowly opened, and a familiar face came into view. It is Hongyu, Nongyu's personal maid.

Wearing a light yellow dress, her eyebrows were gentle and well-behaved. When she saw Wei Zhuang, who had gone through many vicissitudes of life, her expression suddenly became a little reserved and awe-inspiring, Wei...Mr. Wei Zhuang.

Wei Zhuang nodded and walked slowly into this familiar courtyard.

It remains unchanged, as if it has been maintained over the years and has maintained its original appearance.

soon.

Wei Zhuang came to a house, and the melodious music of the piano came from the house. All the moments in the past appeared in his mind, like pictures, making waves in the state of mind that should have been stagnant.

Hong Yu reached out and pushed open the door. The music in the room was muted, and at the same time, familiar faces came into view.

Zi Nu, Hong Lian, Nong Yu, Zhang Liang... and a disgusting smiling face.

Brother Wei Zhuang is still as cold as ever.

Luo Yan was leaning lazily on Zi Nu, raising his glass to Wei Zhuang and teasingly saying.

Zhang Liang stood up and bowed to Wei Zhuang with great courtesy: Brother Wei Zhuang.

You're still as annoying as ever.

Wei Zhuang glanced at Luo Yan coldly, his voice was hoarse and low, full of a sense of distance.

Luo Yan hugged Zi Nu and retorted seriously: I am obviously a heartthrob~

Zi Nu rolled her eyes at Luo Yan angrily.

Wei Zhuang twitched the corner of his mouth, and instead of arguing with Luo Yan, he walked over and sat next to Zhang Liang. He was only here because it was Han Fei's death anniversary in a few days, that's all.

Time is the medicine that heals everything.

Many things will slowly fade away over time.

Brother Wei Zhuang, please!

Zhang Liang raised the wine cup and said with a smile, it was only at this time of year that he was the most relaxed and happy, able to regain the feeling of the past, even if it was only for a short time.

Now he finally understood why Han Fei liked drinking.

A hangover can drown out all worries.

Although it will continue the next day.

…

Late at night.

Luo Yan entered Hanwang Palace, a place that carried many of his memories. Now that he stepped into it again, it was still so cordial, even though most of his old friends had passed away...

Feeling in the dark, Luo Yan entered the palace where Mrs. Mingzhu once lived.

An ambiguous dim yellow light dispelled the darkness in the room. Not far away, Madam Mingzhu, who was reclining on the soft couch, exuded fatal temptation. Her fair skin, slender and staggered legs, paired with the purple dress full of memories. Black gauze personal belongings may cost someone's life.

Come on~ Are you still waiting for me to come and get you?

Madam Mingzhu's narrow eyes opened, she reached out and patted the soft body, her voice was coquettish, and her charm was suffocating.

You, Mrs. Mingzhu, are still sentimental... Luo Yan's heart moved.

I am coming!