Han Songnian laughed: "I'm going to die when a middle-aged event is about to be completed, and you are dying old but you still have a lot of time to live, it's a pity that I'm dead, and it's not a pity that you die, it's a good deal." Now I can only sigh at the injustice of God, I have a good life, but I am not as old as you. ”

After laughing, Han Songnian's expression became very lonely, and he sighed: "I was still young and vigorous, too domineering, when I entered Beijing to take the exam, I met Li Hurry, and he punched his martial arts, and his lungs and veins were seriously damaged, otherwise I wouldn't have ended up like this." I often wonder if I had the same mind as I do when I was younger, and I wouldn't have ended up in such a situation by fighting Li Bebei for the sake of a lowly woman. ”

"I often think that if I had met you earlier, with you by my side back then, even if Li Bebei defeated me, I would not have ended up like this, in that case, even if you died first, I could squander my own youth. It's a pity that you were still staying by the side of the Happy King at that time, it's a pity, it's a pity. It's a pity that I've spent a lot of my time. ”

"As Li Zhi'an said, there are not so many ifs in life. So I can only feel sorry for myself at this time, like a little person in the market who has no prospects. But one thing that makes me happy is that I have lived longer than Li Beibei. He's a dead bone in a coffin now, and I'm still alive, so I'm much better than him. ”

Dugu said inappropriately: "He died because of the extraordinary......"

"Shut your stinking mouth!"

Dugu's casual words made Han Songnian's good mood disappear all at once. With a stinky face, he continued to walk forward in silence.

Han Songnian is a person with a twisted heart, and years of illness have made his already unsound personality even more distorted. What's more, because he's still a chatterbox, he will feel very uncomfortable if his mouth stops, so he's been chattering all the time.

The silence at this time undoubtedly made him even more uncomfortable, so he automatically ignored the unpleasant topic about "Li Beibei's transcendent death" just now. opened his mouth and said: "In recent days, I have suddenly discovered a weakness of Li Zhi'an, you say, should I tell Yue Yongxing about this weakness?"

Without waiting for Dugu to answer, Han Songnian said to himself: "It's really contradictory, it stands to reason that the four surnamed families are in the same spirit, I should tell him, but I very much hope that Yue Yongxing will be ruthless again, just like the last time Jinghe Emperor's birthday, I feel very happy when I think of his expression." It's really a contradiction......"

Inside the Spring Warm Pavilion.

After Han Songnian left, Han Lao Wu and Princess Yonghe were speechless.

After a while, Han Lao Wu walked to the wine shelf and picked up a pot of wine, drank it in two sips, and then picked up another pot, still drinking it all.

Yonghe sat behind the desk and looked at him very worriedly.

After drinking four or five pots of wine in a row, Han Lao Wu's eyes suddenly became shiny, he burped, and came to Yonghe with a pot of wine.

Yonghe got up, helped him to sit down, and said with tears in his eyes: "Husband, what should be done in such a situation now?"

Han Lao Wu put the wine jug on the table, sighed and said: "You are a good woman, without the pretentiousness of the royal princess, it is me Han Lao Wu who has failed you all these years." ”

Yonghe softly took his hand and said: "The market said that the real husband and wife can only be seen in adversity, in the past two years, in addition to the problem of alcoholism, the husband has changed a lot, and he is often by my side, Yonghe is actually very satisfied." It's just that now, you and I are under the control of others, what should we do? I don't want the eldest sister of the emperor to have an accident with the Supreme Lord, so my husband should think of a way quickly. ”

Han Lao Wu patted her hand with relief, squinted his eyes and sneered: "Don't worry, they can't be Zhi'an's opponents, Han Songnian has a good saying, anyone who dares to underestimate Zhi'an will die ugly." So I never had to worry about the battle for the throne, it just depends on how they die. ”

Yonghe was shocked and asked, "Is that really the case?"

"Naturally. Speaking of this, Han Lao Wu looked at Yonghe fixedly: "Chong'er is almost seven years old now, send him to Zhi'an's Mansion after a while, let Zhi'an personally train him, and make it clear that he is the son of my Han Songjin and Princess Yonghe, and has nothing to do with the Han family." Zhi'an will definitely teach him with all his might, and from then on, this child has nothing to do with you and me!"

Yonghe looked at him incredulously and asked, "Why is this?"

Han Lao Wuyan said: "I have a friendship with Zhi'an who entrusts his wife and children, Yue Yongxing has provoked many times in Beijing and said, you have an affair with Zhi'an, but I have never believed it, my wife, I know better than anyone else, not to mention that I believe in Zhi'an's friendship with me for so many years." These people from the four surnames have chilled my heart, and one by one they have the slightest heroism of their ancestors, they are all pickled things of trickery and calculation, and I am ashamed to be with them. ”

"They all think that I am a sign on the façade, and when the time comes, let them see how powerful this useless brand is! If they don't fight for a jade stone, they really think that I poured Han Wu and kneaded the dough in mud?

Yonghe looked at Han Lao Wu, who was stingy in a low voice but talked eloquently, and suddenly felt that the man who had left her out in the cold in the past had become extremely tall at this moment. The others didn't hear much clearly, and there was only that sentence in my mind: Yue Yongxing provoked you to have an affair with Zhi'an, but I never believed it. So he muttered that he couldn't grasp the topic: "Concubine, thank you Lang Jun for trusting ......"

Han Lao Wu grabbed her hand very domineeringly, stood up and walked towards the inner room of Chunnuan Pavilion: "Come on, come on, hurry up, you and I still have business to do." ”

This move made Yonghe think crookedly all of a sudden, his face flushed with shame, and his liver was beating with a puff.

After Han Lao Wu pulled her to the inner room, he immediately stripped himself naked.

Yonghe was immediately ashamed, although he had been married for many years, it was the first time that he was so wild today. The heart said, this person is still so unserious, I am worried about the comfort of the royal brother and the imperial sister, but you want to do those shameless things at this time.

Although I think so, I feel that it is a little inappropriate to do these things at this time, but maybe it is because I have been too frightened in these few days of house arrest, and I have been panicking all day, and now that this house arrest seems to be over, my heart is relaxed. When I heard the words of Mr. Han Lao fifty just now, I couldn't help but feel a little tumbling in my heart, and my lust was suddenly aroused.

However, when Yonghe was about to take off his clothes, he saw Han Lao Wu open a secret pavilion from the west wall and take out a box from inside.

Walking in front of her, I opened the basin, and saw a thick stack of papers in it, as well as a needle filled with ink, and said solemnly: "Here are the correspondence documents between me and the clan over the years, as well as some secrets about the four surnames, which are recorded as far as I know. Tonight, you tattooed these things on me, and then set them on fire. ”

Speaking of this, Han Lao Wu smiled bitterly and said: "Originally, I wanted to wait for the Xinwu Supreme to ascend the throne before handing them over to Zhi'an, but I didn't expect Han Songnian to suddenly come to the capital and participate in the throne." Based on what I have known about him over the years, before he leaves, I will surely collect the whole house and destroy all traces of his involvement. ”

"All kinds of secret pavilions in the mansion can hide from others, but they can't hide from him, so I mean to say, you tattoo these things on my back, which I have prepared for a long time, because I am afraid of pain, and because there is no trustworthy person in this mansion, so I dare not tattoo it. Now that you're here, I'm relieved. ”

"I used to hear Zhi'an tell the story of a younger brother who saved his brother from prison after drinking, which is to cover up the way out with a tattoo, and now I can't help but try this method, there is a picture of the tiger descending the mountain that I drew before, you follow the steps, hide the news in the middle, and tattoo it. ”

Only then did Yonghe realize that he had misunderstood, his face was flushed with shame, and he said timidly: "Listen to my husband." ”

Han Lao Wu nodded again, then turned around and climbed on.

Yonghe hugged the box, walked to the bed, entered the curtain, took the tattoo needle, rode on Han Lao Wu's back, and began to tattoo with the picture of the tiger descending the mountain, as well as Han Lao Wu's self-righteous annotation map.

"Shhhh ”

"Oh, got it. ”

"Oops, it still hurts too much, get me a jug of wine. ”

"Husband, bear with it, it'll be fine right away, husband's fine skin and tender flesh always hurt the first time. Husband first drink some wine to relieve the pain......"

Yonghe got out of bed and got wine.

After Han Lao Wu drank the wine, he said, "Okay, you continue." ”

"Well, okay. ”

"Hey, slow down, don't be so deep. ”

"Don't blame me, husband, I'll take my time. ”

"Yonghe, for the husband suddenly found that your butt is really soft, your thighs are also very soft, and it feels very comfortable to ride on your back. ”

“…… What are you thinking?"

"But it really hurts, so let's rest. ”

"This is what you requested, how can you give up halfway?"

"But I can't stand this pain, let's do other 'serious things', how about it. ”

After a while, I heard a murmuring sound between the beds.

"Grandpa......"

"Princess ......"

"Husband......

"Madame......"

"Xianggong ......"

"Lady ......"

The sound of wind and rain came out, and the taste of ecstasy was needless to say.

At this time, Dugu Wound's orange-skin-like old face, which was hidden on the roof of the Chun Nuan Pavilion, wrinkled an obscene smile, and his heart was a young man after all, and there were so many flowers.