Ling Yun and the other women slowly walked to the sedan chair.

More than 30 puppets, except for two who were in charge of driving the carriage, the rest stood quietly beside the sedan chair, neatly aligned and silent.

Seeing Ling Yun and the others coming outside the sedan chair, the ten sedan chair drivers in front of them pressed the sedan chair handle hard, tilted the sedan door down, touched the ground, and another person came over and lifted the wide door curtain.

The sedan chair is not only wide, but also of the right height, and a person can stand up and go in without bowing his head at all.

The women couldn't help but be surprised when they looked at such a big sedan chair, they had never seen such a huge sedan chair, but Yang Lingya, their hearts were sad, this sedan chair had been seen a few times, it was my grandmother's favorite sedan chair to travel, majestic, I climbed up and down when I was a child, I didn't expect Jiang Youxu to take this sedan chair that had been idle for many years to hold dead corpses.

Ling Yun stepped on the sedan car door, for fear that the sedan chair man would be useless, lifted the sedan chair, abruptly abrupt the beauty, and then hugged the women, one by one into the sedan chair, each woman on the sedan chair, had to pass by Ling Yun, after all, he stepped on the sedan door, the distance between the sedan face, the snort can smell each other.

"Blocked here, with bad intentions. Before Ziruo got into the sedan chair, he was angry at Ling Yundao.

Encountering this kind of behavior of spending the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, Ling Yun was unhappy, and said angrily: "Okay, then I won't block the door." "Let go of your foot.

The sedan chair itself is extremely heavy, more than ten sedan chair drivers barely pressed down the sedan chair, if there is no Lingyun stepping on the sedan door, the sedan door will never be tightly attached to the ground.

So when Ling Yun let go of his feet, the sedan chair instantly bounced up three or four feet, which was not high or low, which made the sedan chair shake violently, and the women in the sedan chair had already sat down, and it was okay to shake it, but Ziruo finally got on the sedan chair, and just stepped on it with one foot, leaning back, and seeing that he was about to fall off the sedan chair.

Ling Yun thought that the group of sedan chair drivers could hold it down, but he didn't expect it to be so useless, causing the sedan chair to bullet so high, so he hurriedly reached out to hold Ziruo, held his back, and the two hugged and rushed into the sedan chair together.

The puppet man in black lowered the door curtain, and then, according to Ling Yun's thoughts, he lifted the sedan chair together with great difficulty, slowly walked across the long street, and walked towards the vast mountain.

"Are you necrotic, did you do it on purpose?" Zi Ruo stood firm, quickly pushed Ling Yun away, and said angrily with a blushing face.

The sedan chair was lit with a dim yellow candle lamp, and in the red sedan chair, the faces of the women were smeared, as if they were slightly drunk, among them, only Ziruo's face was blushing and unwilling to look directly at everyone.

"He didn't mean it, it could be unintentional, for you, Ziruo, he has been coveting it for a long time, where can you prevent him, in my opinion, it is better to follow him early, from now on, be a spicy mother-in-law, let him eat the taste of raking his ears, kill him well, give him seven or eight cubs, let him have a headache." Yang Lingya teased with a wicked smile.

"Fuck you, when the old sow can still give birth to seven or eight, even if I am lonely for the rest of my life, it will not be cheaper for him. Ziruo bowed her head and said.

"Ziruo, if Xiang Gong is the kind of person who takes advantage of people's danger, can you still maintain your innocence until now?" Xue Zhu couldn't help but help Ling Yun speak.

Ling Yun stood in the sedan chair, looking at the gentle appearance under the snowdrop lamp, walked over and hugged her, couldn't help but kiss her twice on the smooth cheek, and said: "My wife still understands me, this kind of person who lives the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, don't worry about her, I have you enough." ”

Ling Yun's position was sitting in the middle of Xuezhu and Mei Niang, and the two women were snuggled up, and the fragrance of the women was refreshing.

"I'm not ashamed, we're all watching! I'm sick to death, let me go to the carriage behind, although the coffin is spared, it's better than here. Yang Lingya vomited and said disdainfully.

Ziruo "snorted", he was ridiculed by him as a "villain", he thought he would lose his temper, but his heart was very calm, and he didn't even have the desire to refute, and secretly said in his heart: "Before he scolded me, he always had to scold him for ten sentences to enjoy it, and now he secretly sarcastically mocked me, pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, but I didn't even have a word of refutation, he hugged Xuezhu and hugged it, that was his wife, why didn't I want to see this scene? Am I really more and more dependent on him and can't extricate myself? I have to find a way to leave, otherwise...... She was faintly worried that she would fall deeper and deeper, so she simply didn't look at Ling Yun's wandering appearance in front of Xuezhu.

Hearing Yang Lingya's ridicule, Ling Yun did not restrain himself, but instead stretched out his other hand and hugged Mei Niang, Mei Niangjiao gasped, and was hugged by his big hand, without struggling, Ling Yun hugged left and right, and the beauty was on the side.

"The world's famous talents, like Tang Bohu, sit on the eight beauties, become a good story, I am only two beauties, what's so disgusting, there are two fierce women next to them, eyeing each other, when can they compare to Brother Bohu?" Ling Yun deliberately made a smug appearance and said unashamedly.

"People are heirloom talents, famous paintings and poems, innumerable, what about you, just a little fairy who sleeps and snores, and whose kung fu is stronger than ordinary people, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, everything is not clear, pickling girls and flirting with girls, but they are doing it, how can they compare with others?" Yang Lingya sneered bluntly, she was scolded by him as a fierce woman, and her natural words were not forgiving.

"If it is in terms of talent, then Emperor Qianlong still has hundreds of concubines, he has made more than 40,000 poems in his life, the number is comparable to the whole Tang Dynasty poems, but there is one that has been handed down? Will you memorize one? This kind of talent is similar to me, I can't make more than 40,000 poems, but I can also know that his more than 40,000 poems, none of them are good, and they can't even compare to 'one to two or three miles', if it were me, I wouldn't have made this kind of stinky poems at all, so wouldn't it mean that I will have hundreds of wives in my life." Ling Yun actually mentioned the Qianlong Emperor who loved to write poetry.

All the women were a little angry at his lustful thoughts, but now they were all angry, and they all smiled.

"Hundreds of wives, I won't say whether you are lucky to come over, regardless of whether you are physically able to bear it, do you know that you are not in the palace, there are no eunuchs around you, these hundreds of women, willing to serve a husband, will it still be a chaste martyr, let alone wear a hundred green hats for you, when the time comes, you think you have played with women, but you don't know that you are being played, help others support their wives, and they are also cuckolds. Yang Lingya teased.

"Bah, bah, I'm just saying that in this life, I'm growing up in this life, let alone tens of thousands of years, you can live for a hundred years at best, and after a hundred years, then I can't continue the string?" Ling Yun retorted, the continuation of the string means that his wife will marry one after she dies.

"Xianggong, Lingya is right, men have the desire to conquer after all, and they hope to judge heroes by quantity, many of the guests who come to the Qinglou are proud of the number of women they have played, but I don't know, there is no woman who has loved them, this is the real sadness, there is a group of women who live and die, is it not much better than the hundreds of warblers and warblers, and even the wives you can't recognize?" Mei Niang covered her mouth and persuaded her.

"Yes!" "That's right!"...... A group of echoed voices.