In the past, after capturing Yuan Ci's family, Ji Xuanling never dreamed of it.

He knew very well what kind of benefits would be brought by capturing Yuan Ci's family, so he was unwilling to forgive anyone.

"The king, Yuan Ci has three sons and one daughter, the eldest son Yuan Zhang led the army to the Northern Expedition, the second son Yuan Tao has been captured, only the youngest son Yuan Feng and the youngest daughter Yuan Muge are left." Yan Zhengfang said about Yuan Ci's important family members, and reminded him by the way: "Moreover, Yuan Ci has gathered more money and food in Longdong than ten times as much as here, and he will inevitably remain in the mansion if he escapes in a hurry." ”

Yuan Ci's family and wealth must be transferred back to Qin.

Ji Xuanling waved his spear and shouted: "Shen Tuxiu, Wu Yuankui, dig three feet into the ground, search for Yuan Feng, Yuan Muge." ”

"Whoa!"

Shen Tuxiu, Wu Yuankui got the order, turned around and went to Yuan's mansion.

Returning to the Yuan Mansion again, a sharp man came quickly, muttering a few words in Ji Xuanling's ear in a low voice.

Hearing this, the corners of Ji Xuanling's mouth hooked up a strong smile, and he led the troops to the inner courtyard.

At this time, outside the courtyard, it was already guarded by the Iron Eagle Warrior.

When he walked towards the room, there was a sound of running water inside, Ji Xuanling gently pushed open the door and walked in slowly and cautiously.

The water mist curls in the room, and the elegant fragrance comes to the nose.

In the silver bead curtain, the bath bucket made of rosewood emits a faint fragrance, and through the bead curtain, the steaming heat rises in the bathtub, like the undulation of clouds, such as graceful light yarn, in the clouds and fog, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

Through the water mist, a pair of jade arms in the bath bucket rose and fell like a dream, and the crystal water droplets dripped along the lotus root-like jade arms, and the sound of gurgling water sounded in the bath bucket.

A black hair is like a waterfall on the edge of the barrel, floating with the indoor breeze, Ji Xuanling can't see the identity of the bather, but he dares to be a woman.

The closer you get, the more intense the faint vanilla smell becomes, the more refreshing it is, burrowing into the nostrils, making people feel more comfortable, relaxed, and can't help but relax their vigilance and indulge in it.

In an instant, Ji Xuanling felt as if a hook had hooked his soul.

"Butterfly, add some hot water!"

When she was intoxicated, the woman bathing in the bathtub opened her mouth lightly, and a voice like a yellow warbler came out.

At this moment, a girl dressed as a maid came out from behind the floating light veil, carrying a bucket, and saw an uninvited guest who quietly broke into the bathroom.

Yes!

The maid cried out in panic, and with a clang, the barrel fell to the ground, and warm water was sprinkled on the ground.

"You... Who are you? ”

The girl who was called a butterfly lost her face, and her arms trembled and pointed to Ji Xuanling to ask.

Hearing this, the woman in the bathtub turned to look at the prime minister with a stunned expression, and saw a strange young man holding a spear, standing seven or eight steps away from the bathtub, staring at herself like a hungry wolf, and her eyes were full of greed.

Swish!

The woman's face was blushing, and her body was hidden in the warm water, revealing only half of her small head.

"Who are you?"

In order to hide his embarrassment, Ji Xuanling asked in a low voice.

The voice was not loud, but with a bit of majesty, and the maid was so frightened that her face was like earth, and she didn't dare to squeak when she cried.

The woman in the bathtub took a deep breath, gradually regained her composure, and said sharply: "This palace is Princess Dakang, Zhao Huanxi, Yuan Zhang's wife!" ”

Princess Dakang, Yuan Zhang's wife.

Ji Xuanling was curious and disappointed when he heard this, he thought that the woman in front of him was Yuan Muge, Yuan Ci's daughter?

But he grabbed Yuan Zhang's wife, Princess Dakang, and was afraid that he would be blackmailed by Yuan Ci.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Huanxi's shrewd eyes looked at Ji Xuanling back and forth, and asked in a coquettish voice.

Where did the prodigal son dare to break into her bathroom, not afraid of being dealt with by the family rules?

Ji Xuanling turned around with a spear, sat on the soft couch next to him, and said with a smile: "A certain is Qin Jun, Ji Xuanling!" ”

Qin Jun?

Ji Xuanling?

Knowing Ji Xuanling's name, Zhao Huanxi's embarrassed face became more and more shocked, his fragrant tongue swirled in his mouth, and he stammered: "You... You are Ji Xuanling, didn't you lead the troops to Fengzhou, how could it...? ”

Is the Qin army led by Ji Xuanling a winged tiger, the gods don't know, the ghosts don't know, and they flew from Fengzhou to Luling City.

"Hehe, the soldier is treacherous, doesn't the princess know?"

Ji Xuanling chuckled arrogantly, and a pair of eyes swept over Zhao Huanxi's breakable ice muscle jade bones, and the beautiful scenery was in full view.

Zhao Huanxi's bright eyes, clear and clear, bright as stars, I don't know what I was thinking, my eyes avoided Ji Xuanling's eyes, occasionally my eyes collided, and my face was crimson with shame, and from the root of my ears to the jade neck, it was all pink like a glow.

"Dengzi, don't look at it!"

Unable to withstand Ji Xuanling's extremely aggressive eyes, Zhao Huanxi bit his silver teeth fiercely, and his voice was angry.

Ji Xuanling smiled without saying a word, his eyes converged, he searched back and forth in the bathroom, found Zhao Huanxi's palace clothes hanging on the screen, threw the spear to the other party, and said, "Princess, change clothes!" ”

The frivolous actions and playful voices made Zhao Huanxi extremely embarrassed, she was a dignified princess, unspeakably expensive, and was slighted by the reckless man who came from the north, her embarrassed face was like a broken vase, twisted, angry, and Rou Yi pointed to Ji Xuanling and ordered: "You go out." ”

"Help the princess change her clothes!"

Ji Xuanling ignored Zhao Huanxi, and instead ordered the maid in an accentuated tone, picking up the pastries on the desk and eating them by himself.

"You..."

"Presumptuous!"

Unable to drive Ji Xuanling away, Zhao Huanxi's icy and jade flowers ignited with rage, like an elegant cat suddenly screaming and revealing its sharp claws.

It's a pity that Ji Xuanling was unmoved, sitting on the soft couch as steady as a mountain, raising his head from time to time to glance.

Ji Xuanling's calm and relaxed appearance made Zhao Huanxi more and more ashamed, and simply stayed in the bathtub and confronted him.

After eating the pastry, Zhao Huanxi was still shrunk in the wooden barrel, hiding the tempting scenery with the help of water waves, Ji Xuanling snorted and said, "What a big shelf, could it be that the princess and the king will help you change your clothes?" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Huanxi didn't dare to insist anymore, she was ashamed enough to be lightly treated by Ji Xuanling, she would rather die than make skin contact with each other.

After taking the palace clothes sent by the maid, hiding in the bathtub for difficult changes, when it was young, there was a sound of water in the bathtub, Zhao Huanxi was wearing wet palace clothes, and he was barefoot and wanted to step out of the bathtub.

Ji Xuanling looked at it, praised it, and couldn't help but chant these two sentences: "Hahaha, clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving, a good picture of a beauty out of the bath." ”

Unexpectedly, Zhao Huanxi's face turned red when he heard the sound, like a red-hot soldering iron, the soles of his feet were unstable in shame, and he seemed to be about to fall to the ground in exclamation.

said that it was too late, it was fast, Ji Xuanling got up quickly, rushed up with an arrow step, and hugged Zhao Huanxi's out-of-control body.

The soft and glutinous, elegant body fragrance of the body, like a soft cotton yarn fell into his arms, he couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart.

Zhao Huanxi's shock dissipated, and when she reacted, she noticed that she was crowded into Ji Xuanling's arms like a cat, and the hateful man was staring at her directly, and the flowers couldn't help but float with a look of shame, like flowers blooming.

The pink fist waved wildly, and he was angry and coquettish: "Dengzi, you are so shameless, let go of this princess?" ”