The valley water is turbulent, sweeping the Dugi Plain, flowing eastward into Luo, the yin and yang of the water, is a large area of fertile land that has been reclaimed, it is the summer harvest season, there are many farmers harvesting grain between the fields. With his back to the scorching sun and facing the loess, sweat dripped into the soil and was quickly evaporated.

After the busy summer harvest, you can look forward to the autumn harvest, this year has not been affected, the harvest is very good, the smiles on the faces of the Qiantou are more, if the frontier is calm for a longer time, the days will be better......

Luoyang is full of manors and villas, most of which are placed by dignitaries. In the east of Xin'an County, between the valleys on the north bank of the valley, far away from the official road, there is a very ordinary-looking manor than the river and jungle. This is placed by Yuan Hui, the surrounding environment is a little "sinister", Yuan Langjun is interested in the inaccessibility and inconvenient transportation.

Riding a horse, galloping through the forest, this is an undeveloped mountain forest, surrounded by trees, ancient trees, revealing a primitive and wild atmosphere.

The road cannot be called a road, full of thorns, gravel, undulating and difficult to walk, but the horses under the crotch are like walking on the ground. However, due to the terrain restrictions, it is obvious that I can't let go of running.

Galloping for several miles, Yuan Hui stopped in front of a hill stream, crossed the mountain forest, crossed the stream to the east, but was not far from the royal garden "West Garden".

After a while, two knights followed from behind, much more embarrassed than Yuan Langjun, and his body could even be described as a mess.

"What a good horse!" Yuan Langjun sighed again. Reaching out and gently stroking the horse's neck, the horse made a few pleasant snorts.

The horse under Yuan Hui's crotch was naturally the sweaty BMW that Uller snatched for him, and of course Yuan Langjun regarded it as a trouble, and originally wanted to "dispose of" it, but in the end he still couldn't give it up.

Therefore, it was raised in "Xizhuang", but it was given a different shape, the hair was dyed pure black, and some decorations were added to the horse to hide its identity. Looking at it now, in addition to being still a divine horse, it is very different from the previous appearance.

But even so, Yuan Langjun still only dared to raise it secretly, and in his spare time, Fang went to the outskirts of the city to drive it in the empty mountains and valleys.

"I don't know when you will be able to fly between heaven and earth without restraint......" Looking in the direction of the gods, Yuan Hui sighed.

Probably feeling Yuan Hui's "pity", Mingqing'er shook the horse's head twice and neighed a long way to make peace.

"Go back!" Greeting two subordinates, Yuan Hui turned back to the west first.

Looking at the back of Yuan Langjun who rode away, the two glanced at each other, and couldn't help but show helplessness, they finally caught up, and they didn't have to rest to take a breath.

Not daring to complain, the two of them hurried to follow, but the horsepower was insufficient, and the surrounding bushes were overgrown, so they didn't dare to run fast, so they could only ...... cautiously

Not long after the Great Heat passed, the heavens and the earth were still ruled by the heat, and as the sun rose, it became even more intense. The manor is not large, there are not many people inside, and under the sun, except for the blazing heat, it is quiet.

Yuan Langjun flew back, and immediately broke the tranquility. The gate opened, and the two guards quickly moved the wooden sill, allowing Motoro-kun to break in directly.

The manor is more like a forest village, behind the door is an obviously well-built open space, very empty, for military exercises, behind which are two rows of houses, including a three-story pavilion.

After running a few laps in the courtyard, he slowly stopped, flew off his horse, and immediately a short man came forward, pulled the reins of the horse, controlled the mixed youth, and skillfully comforted it.

This short man is naturally He Yun's "headless general" Hasnuer, who was seriously injured before and recovered after a long time of cultivation, but his feet were left with some sequelae and a little lame.

Naturally, Hasnur became the groom of Yuan Langjun, and usually stayed in the "West Village" to raise horses for him. As far as Yuan Hui is concerned, even the mixed Qing'er has been left, and it is not bad to contain one more groom, relatively speaking, people are much easier to arrange.

Yuan Langjun has fought with Hasnur, this is indeed a strength type of warrior, although he is short, his physical talent is very good, but he has little skill, and he relies on brute force to do it, even so, he is also a good master.

Yuan Hui asked Uller to train, and in time, Yuan Langjun had to do it again, but his brain was a little straight, and the upper limit was there, so he could only be a guard groom.

He was alone in the Great Zhou, unrelated, and knew that he had committed a capital crime, if he was not accepted by Yuan Langjun, he was afraid that it would be difficult to survive, so he was very deferential to Yuan Langjun.

After contact, Yuan Hui found that this person did not have any thoughts, he was born as a slave, and his requirements were not high, so he was willing to raise horses for Yuan Langjun. Although his movements were restricted, he at least stuttered, and his life was much more comfortable than when he was under He Yun's control.

"Hasnur, take the bastard down, brush his body, and prepare more forage......" Yuan Langjun glanced at the groom and instructed him.

Hasnoor immediately nodded his head twice, and his mouth made a muffled sound, his aphasia seemed to be acquired, and exercise might restore some of his speech function. Excitedly leading the mixed youth to the stable, the groom looked at the BMW with much more eager eyes than at Yuan Langjun.

came out and ran around, sweated all over, stepped into the pavilion, and immediately had a maid serve sour plum soup. Untied the suit and went out naked, the maid immediately took out a wet cloth and wiped it for Yuan Langjun.

Comfortable aristocratic life...... Sitting cross-legged, enjoying the gentle waiting of the pretty maid, Yuan Langjun seemed to be a little intoxicated.

"General, Princess Taiping has arrived!" Uller was waiting outside the door.

"Bring His Highness in......" Hearing this, Yuan Langjun simply ordered, and did not have the intention of moving to greet him, but instead lay on the wooden table in the hall and asked the maid to come to a set of services. Yuan Langjun's cronies and maids, but he was personally trained by him, and his techniques are very good......

The footsteps sounded, and when the noble lady princess stepped into the hall, she saw Yuan Langjun's comfortable expression, and her mouth still let out a little moan from time to time.

Taiping's face suddenly looked bad, Moth frowned, unbuttoned his cloak, took off the veil covering his face, and his eyes fell coldly on Yuan Langjun: "You are really comfortable, am I bothering you!" ”

Feeling the displeasure in the tone of the beautiful princess, Yuan Langjun finally opened his eyes and lingered around Taiping's body, with plump breasts, thin waist, and fat buttocks...... Taiping's seductive figure is completely displayed in the eyes of Yuan Langjun.

Only then did a smile appear on Jun's face, and he stood up and greeted him: "Your Highness is coming, Yuan Hui is far away, forgive the sins, forgive the sins......"

"Humph!" Seeing that Yuan Langjun's paws were about to help him, Taiping snorted coldly, shook him off, and walked straight to the back of the case, his big buttocks pouted slightly, and sat down leisurely.

Touching his nose, Yuan Hui smiled. The maid handed over a robe and casually put it on to cover her naked upper body, and Yuan Hui waved her hand and retreated. Her Royal Highness the princess also retreated with interest.

The robe was draped loosely on his body, and the straps were carelessly entangled, revealing an angry smile, Yuan Langjun walked to Taiping's side and sat down next to the noblewoman, holding his waist with one hand, and touching the pair of big waves very unceremoniously with the other......