"Grape wine glow-in-the-dark cup, if you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately, drunk and lying on the battlefield, don't smile, and a few people will come back to fight in ancient times."

Liu Ji in later generations only knew that this was an ancient poem with seven words, but now what he hears in his ears is the singing voice that roars out of the mouths of a group of rough men.

Poetry and poetry, in fact, what the ancients did, is to sing, so it will require rhyme, singing catchy, of course, he will not, the group of sergeants under his command, all of them can sing a few words, it feels like a military song of later generations, as for whether it is out of tune, it is unknown.

He won't, someone will, in the carriage of his house, Liu Ji worked hard to complete a round of piston movement, got up from a sweaty body, leaned against the thick carriage wall, listened to the singing outside, and his mind was blank.

The wide carriage was carpeted on all sides, and there was a stove in the corner, so even if you didn't have a wisp of it, you couldn't feel the chill, even if it was already cold outside.

Du Miaoru was lying on the carpet, biting her lower lip tightly, her whole body was sore, her face was intoxicatingly flushed, her snow-white skin was covered with tiny pimples, showing a pink color, and her weak willow-like posture was still trembling slightly.

These days, Lang Jun's love for her has increased unabated, and even Zhilan and Huixiang, the two personal maids, are a little jealous, only when she is in it, she knows that Lang Jun only has sex for her, no love, and seems to like to do it in the carriage very much.

She didn't dare to rest for too long, and after a while, she struggled to get up, hurriedly put on her dirty clothes, picked up a brocade scarf, and went to Liu Ji's side, endured her shame, and gently wiped her body for him.

"Don't get it, talk to me." Liu Ji unceremoniously hugged her into his arms, and the two were almost skin to skin, smelling each other, and they couldn't say anything ambiguous.

"Lang Jun."

Although she had done it many times, Du Miaoru still couldn't get used to this feeling, and couldn't help but snort softly.

"Hurt you?"

"No, slave is just worried." She replied in a low voice.

"Worried about what?"

"I'm worried that Lang Jun won't be able to have fun."

Liu Ji pressed her head, looked at the pair of pretty eyes, and said in a flat tone: "It's been so long, haven't you understood?" ”

Du Miaoru was stunned: "Understand what." ”

"The reason why I brought you is not because you are indispensable, but because I stay over there, I don't know what will happen, if you just want to do this kind of thing every day, I have the right to have one more thing to relieve boredom, looking at the Oiran of the famous Guizi City, it is not a pleasure to be low and small every day, what do you say?"

Seeing him say this, Du Miaoru's body trembled, and her voice trembled.

"Lang Jun ......"

"I don't worry about you, I can only treat you as a plaything, maybe you will give it away as soon as you change hands, what do you think?" Liu Ji held down her struggling body, still in a calm tone.

But to Du Miaoru's ears, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and her voice suddenly took on a crying tone.

"Slaves should inherit everything, I beg you, don't give slaves away."

"Are you scared?" Liu Ji snorted coldly: "What is the intention of Baifu to send you here, I am not interested in inquiring, just ask, is your family in their hands?" ”

Du Miaoru struggled to get out of his hand again, Liu Ji let go of her, and the woman knelt at his feet, her body trembling like chaff.

"Slave...... Slave's father, brother and sister......"

"Look up." Liu Ji lowered her head and looked over her face, which was blurred by tears.

"Who am I, you should know very well, so far, the people who want to calculate me have all been unlucky, give you a choice, whether to be my person, or continue to serve Baifu and go against me."

Du Miaoru said anxiously: "The slave didn't think about going against Lang Jun, they let the slave be by Lang Jun's side, just waiting for the opportunity to move, what to do, the slave really doesn't know." ”

"Even you don't know what they are going to do, it can be seen that the plotter is big, so dangerous, how do you let me treat you?"

"Slave...... The slave doesn't know. ”

Du Miaoru showed a poignant expression, looking at the delicate body wrapped in thin obscene clothes, there was a beautiful and moving posture, and Liu Ji's heart moved.

"Believe me?" The woman looked at him blankly, neither nodding nor shaking her head.

Liu Ji was very satisfied with her performance, if she agreed too quickly, without even thinking, the possibility of adulteration was extremely high, and the woman's worries about her family, at least on the surface, had made him feel a little credible.

"I have a deal with Baifu, I thought you were a head, but I didn't expect them to be as worried about me, in fact, what do you do, I can also guess one or two, so that you can easily deal with that side, there is no problem, as for your family, the situation is unknown, I don't dare to make any guarantees, I can only say do my best, what do you think?"

The other party's words made her feel a sense of hope, and the woman's eyes were bright, and her movements became coherent, and she nodded and replied busily.

"Slave willing."

Liu Ji lifted her chin with her fingers and asked with a smile, "What would you like?" ”

Du Miaoru was slightly stunned, and replied with a shy face: "I'm willing to do anything." ”

"Good answer, take out your skills and make Lang Jun happy, maybe, I can think of a good way."

While speaking, she gestured to her body, of course Du Miaoru knew what it was, and couldn't help but fly her cheeks, she pulled a green silk behind her ear, leaned over, opened her mouth slightly, and carefully went down.

Liu Ji closed his eyes, feeling the feeling of wetness, and couldn't help but exhale softly.

"Hmm!"

The carriage stopped outside a river beach, all the people in the team were fetching water, washing the horses, and resting for a while, Zhilan and Huixiang, who were driven off the carriage, did not dare to go far, and kept shrinking their hands and stomping their feet outside the carriage, the cold was still pervasive, and what was even more uncomfortable was that they had to listen to the kind of moaning that came from the carriage, which made people's faces red and their hearts beat, and they didn't dare to complain about anything.

"Here we go again, Lang Jun is so violent."

Zhilan bit her ear and said, Huixiang covered her mouth and chuckled, both of them were from the house, so naturally they wouldn't avoid them if they didn't have something to ask, Liu Ji wouldn't let them come down.

Just as the two maids were whispering, a white shadow fluttered in, looked at the two of them, and then turned to the carriage.

"Is Gorou in there?"

"Back to Sanniang's words, Lang Jun ......" Zhilan didn't know what to say, but Hui Xiang was clever, and answered: "Lang Jun is taking a nap." ”

Feng Hanyue was just about to say something, when she suddenly heard a faint movement in her ears, and immediately understood what this so-called rest meant, and couldn't help but feel cold.

"Call him to me in a moment."

After speaking, he didn't dare to look at them, so he flew away as if he had to leave, and it was not until he walked far away that he felt his heart beat like a collision and his face was red.