The night of the heavenly steps is as cool as water, and the figure is graceful and slender, sitting in the small window. She raised her head slightly, with a little sorrow between her eyebrows, and even her light red lips were pursed tightly.

"Tonight's people, why haven't they come yet?" She thought to herself, but there was a faint glimmer of hope, hoping that the person would not come, and even more so that she would not see another person.

The candles on the desk by the window danced, and the flickering light made her feel a little sleepy, and she thought, wait a little longer, if no one comes, then she will just change her clothes and rest.

The boredom of waiting made her mind wander involuntarily, and she thought of her own previous experience—how to describe it? Is it miserable? Perhaps, for at least two years in a row, she suddenly got goosebumps all over her body when she remembered what she had experienced before, and then, tears burst like embankments uncontrollably welled up in her eyes. However, perhaps because the tears were dry, or she was used to it and numb, during this period, she recalled again, and there would be no more emotional fluctuations, just like now, she just stared blankly at the bright moon hanging high for a moment, and then casually threw a piece of incense into the incense burner again.

The smell of incense made her feel more relaxed than ever, and she really wished that she would just go to sleep with the slight fragrance than go to the darkroom full of the smell of wine, sweat and even fish, and spend the night with the man who seemed to her to be no different from a beast.

However, when a dark shadow appeared outside the door, followed by a knock on the door, she could only sigh softly - what should come will come after all.

The door "squeaked" open, and a tall and sturdy figure suddenly appeared, she knew that this strong man with a cloak was called Song Houzhen, who was the general of his own "sovereign", and his "sovereign" was Wu Dading, the well-known "Huangchao" of Hanzhong Mansion.

Song Hou Zhen was out of the woods, and his long-term mixed life with the Yi people made him dislike to tie his hair. Except on the battlefield, his hood can only sleep in the corner of the room and eat ashes.

Now, intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at the petite woman in front of him, turned his head to the side, and arched his hand: "Madam, let the little one come and invite you." ”

For this woman named Rao Liubo, Song Houzhen has actually coveted it for a long time, he longs for Rao Liubo's towering breasts, her round and straight buttocks, and even more for her beautiful face. But no matter how strong the desire in his heart is, he also has to face the reality that she is the concubine of his lord.

Since his successive defeats under Zu Dabi's men, Wu Dading has taken refuge in Baocheng County and cannot defend himself. Perhaps feeling discouraged, or afraid to face the next development, after handing over the city defense and military affairs to his henchman Xiong Wanjian, he plunged into one of the most luxurious temples in Baocheng. This place has long been occupied by him, and now it has become his headquarters for "recuperation". For several days, Wu Dading did not take a step out of his room, whether it was eating, sleeping, or relieving his hands, he solved it all in his room, and he declared to the public that he would "retreat and meditate" until he came up with a "clever plan" to deal with the next difficult situation.

However, retreat is retreat, and there should be no shortage of joy on weekdays. Rao Liubo is the most favorite of several women he plundered, in order to "solve" his worries, he will send someone to bring Rao Liubo into the room every night for his own pleasure, and the responsibility of this escort task has undoubtedly fallen on Song Houzhen, a confidant of Wu Dading.

Taking advantage of Rao Liubo's inattention, Song Houzhen swallowed lightly, and then stood respectfully at the door, waiting for Rao Liubo to come out.

Rao Liubo glanced at him twice, and wanted to ask why it was a little later than usual tonight, but thinking that there was no need for that, the words came to his mouth and swallowed back. On the contrary, Song Houzhen sensed her doubts and whispered: "Zhangpan has eaten too much wine tonight, and he has taken a break so far." ”

"Hmm." Rao Liubo made a sound from her nostrils, indicating that she had understood. What difference does it make for her to be early or late? She didn't think much about it, and walked out of the door slowly with the help of Song Houzhen, and then sat on a large sedan chair carried by four people outside the courtyard.

Originally, she was just a small citizen, and she had only seen officials and men crossing the street. At that time, I also fantasized that one day, I could make such a sedan chair, and the scenery would accept the envious gaze of the neighbors. But nowadays, sitting in the rather luxurious sedan chair, she did not have half joy and satisfaction, on the contrary, she was glad that it was the middle of the night, and there was no one around her countrymen.

Song Houzhen gave an order, and the sedan chair was lifted up slowly, and then gradually stabilized. Rao Liubo waited for the first bump in the road, and then closed his eyes when it was calm, wanting to take a little rest, so as to accumulate some energy before the coming ravage.

In the middle of the night, the whole city of Baocheng County was under martial law, except for the occasional passing patrol footsteps, Rao Liubo could only hear the crisp hooves of the horses that Song Houzhen was riding. She was closing her eyes, but she was also nervously feeling the progress, because she was so disgusted with the destination, and how she wished that she would spend all her rest in this palanquin.

When she felt that the sedan chair had spared four alleys, Rao Liubo slowly opened her eyes, and according to her speculation, she would not be able to go to the temple where Wu Dading lived after half a burnt incense.

She straightened her neckline and sleeves to look more energetic, and then sat upright, ready for the darkness that followed. However, the sedan chair was still swaying gently from left to right, not to mention half of the incense, she even felt that she had been carried through two more alleys.

"What's going on?" Uneasiness hit Rao Liubo's heart. Although it is not much better to see Wu Dading's fate, at least he has experienced it before, and he knows the bottom of it. Her current uneasiness comes from anxiety about the uncertainty of the future, "Why hasn't it been so long?" ”

Still carrying this fear, Rao Liubo waited for a while, and this time, she secretly lifted the sedan curtain. Even if she was not familiar with the layout of Baocheng, she could clearly see at a glance that the brightly lit temple where Wu Dading lived was getting farther and farther away from her.

"What the hell are they going to do?" With each swaying of the sedan chair, Rao Liubo's inner fear deepened a little. She didn't dare to ask Song Houzhen what happened, she could only stick her body tightly against the inner wall of the sedan chair to slightly relieve her panic and pressure.

"Ma'am, it's here." I don't know how long I walked, the sedan chair stopped abruptly, and Song Houzhen's deep voice came into the sedan chair.

Rao Liubo was stunned for a moment, and then pretended to be calm as if he was fine: "Okay, it's hard General Song." After finishing speaking, he lifted the curtain and slowly got off the sedan chair with the support of the two maids.

"It's a villain's luck to be able to work for his wife." Song Houzhen had already dismounted, stood by the sedan chair, and said with a smile.

On weekdays, Song Hou really responded and behaved in a way that would never dare to be so frivolous, Rao Liubo didn't say much, and he didn't look at him again, he looked up at the plaque in the courtyard in front of him, and couldn't help but tremble all over his body when he saw it: "He, Hefu?" ”

He Yongxi, the county commander of Baocheng County, cut off Zhao Ying's head a few months ago, and then waited for Wu Dading to take over the defense, and found that the most luxurious area in the city was another temple, so he lived there, and this place was given to the general Xiong Wanjian. Xiong Wanjian has a lot of military affairs, and he has no time to take care of other things, so the plaque of "He Fu" has not been taken off. Rao Liubo has been by Wu Dading's side for a long time, and he has listened to him gossip about some things in the city, so that he knows that the current owner of He Mansion is Xiong Wanjian.

What did Song Houzhen really want to send himself here?

Before Rao Liubo could figure out the ins and outs of the matter, he suddenly saw a person coming out of He Mansion. She also knows this person, his name is Liu Yongjin, and he is also Wu Dading's general, and now he has been following Xiong Wanjian to be responsible for guarding the city. Why is he not in the city, but here?

Song Houzhen leaned in, whispered to Liu Yongjin for a moment, and suddenly turned his face and smiled evilly at Rao Liubo. Rao Liubo took half a step back for no reason, and Liu Yongjin, who was full of acne marks on his face, walked up, did not salute, and said: "Madam, the plate is inside, and I am anxious to wait, please let Madame go in quickly." ”

Rao Liubo subconsciously wanted to run, but looking at the soldiers of Song and Liu on the left and right, where could he move? Reluctantly held back his emotions, and said in a trembling voice: "Palm, palm plate tonight, what, why are you here?" ”

Liu Yongjin shook his head, and said indifferently: "Where you go, where you go." The whole city is in charge, and he loves wherever he goes. ”

Rao Liubo had long lost his respect for Wu Dading when he heard his words, and he knew in his heart that there was no doubt that there was such a ghost, but even so, she was a weak woman, what could she do in the face of these vulgar martial artists with fierce faces? Thinking of this, I had to bite the bullet and say, "Okay, I'll go in." ”

She couldn't figure out what happened, but she was sure that tonight would be more than lucky. And according to the current state of Song Houzhen and Liu Yongjin, obediently listening to them is the only choice.

She didn't say a word, accompanied by two maidservants, and walked slowly to He Fu. Song Houzhen saw her figure disappear, and said with a smile: "Old Xiong put you down?" ”

Liu Yongjin said expressionlessly: "In the three packs of medicine mixed with wine, the cow is also poured." However, I only let Lao Xiong eat one bite, and I want to eat more, not to mention that Mr. Chang's plan will not work, and Lao Xiong's life will have to be given away. ”

"Where's Mr. Chang?" Song Houzhen glanced at the black inner courtyard of the He Mansion.

"Waiting inside." Liu Yongjin clenched his right hand into a fist and pointed with his thumb, "As long as that mother-in-law goes to Lao Xiong's bed, it's time for him to appear." ”

Song Houzhen laughed and said, "Such a clever plan can only be thought of by Mr. Chang." After this experience, the old bear is also considered to be his fate. ”

Liu Yongjin "hummed" and said: "I have already ordered the soldiers and horses, Lao Xiong promised to be fine, if he hesitates in this situation, Lao Tzu will chop his mother's first, and then Mr. Fuchang will take the position." ”

Song Houzhen nodded and said: "The surnamed Wu can't convince the public, but he is drunk all day long, and if he continues like this, the brothers will plant him sooner or later." I've found out that there aren't many guards around the surnamed Wu tonight, so he deserves to die. ”

Liu Yongjin pouted and said: "It doesn't matter what Wu Dading or Xiong Wanjian is, if he gets in the way of Mr. Chang, he will die." My Lao Liu's life was given by Mr. Chang, so he didn't come to this one, and directly asked Lao Tzu to cut Wu Dading, and Lao Tzu also went. ”

Song Houzhen echoed: "That is, Mr. Chang is clever, as soon as tonight's incident passes, I'm afraid this Baocheng is going to change the sky." Speaking of this, he didn't forget to add, "When the matter is settled, isn't the little mother-in-law our brother to enjoy?" ”

Liu Yongjin said contemptuously: "The rotten goods surnamed Wu, Lao Tzu is not interested." But the surname Wu has a little daughter, which fits my spleen and stomach. The lady surnamed Rao threw it directly into the camp for the brothers to be happy. ”

"It's not going to work."

The two of them were talking like this, and in the darkness, a figure suddenly walked out slowly at this time. Song Houzhen and Liu Yongjin looked at the visitor, changed their appearances, and both bowed down and hugged their fists and said, "Mr. Chang." ”

The person who came was Chang Zeyu, he stroked his long hair, smiled and nodded to the two, and then said: "I thought that the surname Xiong was a righteous gentleman, but it turned out that the medicinal properties were on the top, and he was also the lord of Hu Tianhu and the earth." Now he is happy with the mother-in-law surnamed Rao, and when the matter is over, we will go in, I am afraid that there is no need to say anything, so he took the initiative to vote over. ”

Song and Liu looked at each other and said, "That's the best." ”

Chang Zeyu smiled again, and his face changed sharply: "However, the mother-in-law surnamed Rao should not be dealt with hastily. I'm still of great use to keep her. ”

Song Hou Zhen pondered his meaning and asked tentatively, "Mr. Chang wants to dedicate her to Zhao Ying?" ”

Chang Zeyu didn't express his position immediately, and Liu Yongjin said first: "But it is rumored that Zhao Dangshi is a master who does not enter oil and salt, and he may not be good at this." ”

"That's not true." Chang Zeyu shook his head slightly, "Everyone has seven emotions and six desires." I also know that Zhao Dangshi has lofty ambitions, and extraordinary flowers and grasses can confuse him. I don't mean it, it's someone else. ”

When Song Houzhen and Liu Yongjin heard this, they came to their senses, looked at each other again, and nodded yes.