"It's a pleasure to meet you, I've heard for a long time that there is a brave and warlike general in Istanbul, and today I finally had the pleasure of meeting you. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Zheng Fei held out his hand in a friendly manner.

Polite words, it is comfortable to listen to.

Ilhan, who had been patted on the back, shook his hand with a smile, said a few words to his daughter, and hurried to the center of the hall, where a bearded nobleman over half a hundred years old, the Duke of Istanbul, the local CEO, held the power of life and death in the whole of Istanbul.

Ilhan's daughter sighed faintly, and drank the half glass of red wine in one gulp, and she was already slightly drunk, and gradually, the flush of tide appeared on her pretty face, which became even more beautiful, and attracted Santiago and their thieves to look at her.

After a short rest, she got up to leave.

"Wait a minute. Zheng Fei stood up and held her swaying: "Where are you going?"

"I'm so tired, I want to rest. She said that she was tired, but she wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled indifferently and seductively.

"I'll take you to your room. He smiled a little stiffly, put his hand on her soft, slender waist, and pressed it gently.

Suddenly, it was normal for him, but he felt a hot current surging in his body, and his whole body was hot.

This heat flow is called, desire.

Helping her and walking on the way to the room, Zheng Fei always felt that there was a hurdle in his heart, and doing this in order to get close to the officer, against his will, made him very uncomfortable, and also made him feel a little guilty about this beautiful girl.

But what can we do if we don't? The lives of hundreds of people in the fleet are hanging in our own hands, and if we don't get the officers, we can only organize the crew to abandon all the ships and belongings and escape from the land overnight.

In that case, it would be like becoming nothing overnight.

Thinking about this, he was not so entangled.

Besides, the girl in his arms is so beautiful that men seem to have no reason to refuse.

He gently embraced the girl, walked through the golden hall, and under the jealous gaze of several noble children, ascended the elaborate staircase and entered the room.

As soon as she pushed open the door, she was slightly drunk, and completely lost her ladylike temperament, and ripped off the button on the chest of her long skirt, revealing the snow white that many people dreamed of.

Holding down the kiss for a long time, Zheng Fei picked her up and went to bed, blew out the oil lamp, and pressed it on her body.

The soft groan of the drunken gold fan seemed to be a touch of crimson in the room where the moonlight poured.

After finishing the day, I slept a little and woke up two hours later.

The girl's wine had already woken up, remembering what had happened before, she was still a little shy, lying in Zheng Fei's arms, her face was tightly pressed against his chest, and her two little hands were scratching his back and forth, and when she laughed, she had the innocence of a girl.

Zheng Fei still didn't light the lamp, turned his head to look at the starry sky outside the window, the stars in the sky, seemed to be blinking.

Inadvertently, his heart was filled with melancholy.

It's a romantic and lovable little girl.

Physically, I was satisfied, but psychologically, I had an indescribable feeling, as if I had done something wrong.

But he didn't have time to think about it, so he coaxed the girl, and both got dressed and went downstairs to the banquet.

Oh yes, her name is Bella.

Bella, holding his arm, descended the stairs and appeared in the halls of the castle and in the eyes of General Ilkhan.

Ilhan was stunned for a moment, exchanged a few words with his friends, and hurriedly walked over, his face not very good-looking.

"Bella, I've been looking for you for a long time, where have you been?"

In the face of her father's blame, Bella has always been rude, and pointed upstairs disappreciatively.

Ilhan understood, and his rough personality instantly became angry, and he raised his arm to slap her, but Zheng Fei grabbed her wrist.

"So many people are watching. Zheng Fei threw out a sentence with a smile, motioning for him to look at the Duke of Istanbul not far away.

After being impulsive, Ilhan quickly calmed down, and glanced around out of the corner of his eye, there were indeed people waiting to see a good show, and there were many competitors among them.

"Forget it, girl. He gritted his teeth with hatred, and then glared at Zheng Fei: "It's cheap for you, kid." ”

Zheng Fei felt that it was better not to speak now, so he honestly chose to be silent.

Half an hour later, it was estimated that it was already nine o'clock, and the banquet officially began.

Dozens of maids lined up, pushing small carts to bring delicious dishes to people, Turks are especially fond of grilled fish and barbecue, the feast is extremely rich, but I have to say, from the aesthetic point of view, it is still a little rough, there is a kind of wild campfire barbecue, full of wild atmosphere.

Zheng Fei took a small plate of barbecue and a glass of unnamed wine, left the guys and Bella, who had just finished sleeping, and walked towards the person he had been waiting for, Urban.

When I looked closer, I found that Urban had a very handsome face, a typical Hungarian handsome guy, with deep sunken eyes and deep eyes, which reminded Zheng Fei of the profession in the movie, FBI.

Only when attending a banquet will there be no escort around Urban, and the guards are all outside the castle, and they are strictly guarded to prevent idle people from approaching.

Urban was very idle at the banquet, playing a dispensable role, and it stands to reason that with his status, people should constantly come to drink with him, but because people knew that he was old-fashioned and not good at words, they were reluctant to come and talk to this "precious wood".

When Zheng Fei came to the front, Urban was surprised, and there was a hint of joy and curiosity.

I'm glad that someone finally came to relieve my boredom, this damn banquet is so boring.

Curiously, Zheng Fei's appearance was different from everyone he had seen before, neither European nor Turkish, and certainly not African, which was strange.

He had never left Eastern Europe and had never met the Orientals with his own eyes.

"Hey, where are you from?" he took the initiative to talk, which startled the maid who poured him wine beside him, and Lord Urban, who had been closed for ten thousand years, actually spoke, which was gratifying.

Zheng Fei would not be stupid enough to say that he was an Oriental, just imagine, how could the Ottoman Empire use an Oriental to be an officer of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment?

"Ankara. He said with a smile, toasted Urban with a glass of wine, and drank it first.

"Good place~" Urban praised, but in fact he had never heard of this place at all.

Like da Vinci, he focused only on what he was interested in, and in his mind, he only cared about the design drawings and manufacturing processes of various cannons, and nothing else.

"Haha, I don't know where you're from?"

Hearing this, Urban was slightly stunned.

"You don't know me?"

"I don't know ......"

"Well, I'm Urban, my hometown is in Hungary, and I'm the one who made the cannon. (To be continued.) )