The golden furnace musk musk curls with green smoke, the phoenix tent candle shakes the red shadow, and asks why you stopped, who can sue for loneliness?

Closing the Zhu Door lightly, Hong Ji, who looked through Zhu Lips, was already sober with the help of recovering his talent, but it was better to be drunk when he was sober, Hong Ji was a little crying and laughing.

Not to mention before, even if she chased her for several lifetimes, she might not have soaked in this kind of superb girl, but now she lets herself do whatever she wants, but she doesn't know how to start.

"Start?"

Looking at this concubine who had slept in modern times, Hong Ji sighed leisurely, "It's cheap for you." ”

Gently pick the red cover, kiss the red lips lightly, gently remove the Luo clothes, and rub the ...... lightly

"Don't! …… That dirty ......"

Cai Yan, who had been stunned and didn't speak, finally kissed Hongji all the way and kissed her lower lip.

It's just that Hong Ji will not do what he wants, when his hand does not stop for a moment, his tongue enters the hole.

However, there was a thin film barrier, and finally after Hong Ji tasted the elixir jade liquid mixed with the quiet body fragrance, he reluctantly stretched out his hand.

The warbler cries, the cuckoo cries blood, and the spring night gradually.

Having lost the most important thing for a man, after guarding this warm fragrant nephrite for a long time, Hong Ji became more and more manic.

"What the hell is it like to complete the mission!"

On a snowy night, Hong Ji roared hard at a faintly frozen pond in an uninhabited courtyard.

Obviously there is nothing missing, but there is a baby missing, and he wants to go crazy with that complicated mood.

It's just that what Hong Ji didn't know was that at this time, in a pavilion next to a stone road hundreds of miles away from Luoyang, a young girl caressed her heart and left tears in front of the moon.

There was a charcoal fire at her feet.

"Miss, let's go inside, it's cold outside."

The girl didn't say a word, took out the silk book in her arms, opened it gently, and vaguely saw the broken words of walking insects and snakes, flies and mosquitoes.

only revealed a few words, but the stabbing of her was like a knife, so that she couldn't hold the silk book in her hand and fell into the charcoal fire.

Smack! Smack!

When the tears have dried, the once lost words have turned to ashes.

January, two months, just like Liu Hong said, "Married people will also be qualitative", in the past two months, Hong Ji has become a little weirdly quiet in Luoyang.

Since the Spring Festival, Cai Yan has seriously played the role of his wife, dignified, virtuous, charming, when Hong Ji and Cao Cao and Yuan Shao hunted together, he also envied Hong Ji's good fortune.

He Jin, who didn't know that Hong Ji had been castrated by his niece, also persuaded Hong Ji to take advantage of the time to take a few more concubines so that he could spread the branches of the family.

It's just that He Jin's kindness was rejected by Hong Ji with high-sounding reasons (I only love Zhao Ji alone in this life, and I can't tolerate others in my heart).

He Jin deliberately spread the words of Hong Ji, extinguished the minds of many families who wanted to marry, and inadvertently raised the image of Hong Ji, which not only made Cai Yan lose his unhappiness about him by despicable means, but also gave birth to a little love in his heart.

Everything seems to be developing in a good direction, only Hong Ji knows that there is a fire in his heart, and he becomes more and more vigorous when he kisses and strokes Cai Yan!

"Mission! I have to get it done! Otherwise, even if I give the whole world, what can I do? It's just that the more you have, the more painful you feel. ”

On this day, a light rain fell in the sky, bringing some chill to the weather that had gradually warmed up.

"Husband, be careful of catching a cold!"

Cai Yan gently put on a cloak on Hong Ji and said softly.

He put his hands on hers, handed it to his mouth, kissed it gently, and sighed again, wanting to warm her somewhat cool hands.

"Your hands are cold, go back to the house and rest."

It's been a couple for so long, and she still can't help but blush just after kissing her hands.

"I heard from my father's friend that His Majesty's condition has improved, and I think that in a few days, my husband will be able to leave for Jingzhou to take up his post."

During the Chinese New Year, Liu Hong suddenly suffered from a cold, and due to excessive indulgence and a weak physique after taking the elixir, he was extremely sick.

Hong Ji thought he wouldn't be able to survive, but he didn't expect that today he heard "good news." ”

"Why, you want to leave Luoyang so much?"

"No, I see that my husband is depressed all day long, I must think that Luoyang is bored and wants to go home for a walk."

"Fool, how can I feel bored in the place where you are?"

As he spoke, Hong Ji hugged him, and his slightly rough face was also attached to his delicate and flawless cheeks.

It's just that when he hugged it, his eyes that didn't look at Cai Yan were a little cold, colder than the cold wind in early spring.

At night, the rain has not stopped.

In the past, Hong Ji was already in Cai Yan's room, but today he came to the study.

"Lin Dong see my lord!"

"I want you to do something!"

"Your Excellency, please."

"You might die because of it."

Lin Dong didn't hesitate at all, and said loudly: "Dying for an adult is the greatest glory of a villain!" ”

"Good! I want you to kill someone! ”

"Please instruct me!"

Hong Ji didn't speak directly, but walked to Lin Dong, who was kneeling on one knee, and whispered in his ear: "I want you to kill Liu Hong!" ”

The last two words broke into his mind, like a fixation technique, making him unable to move, and after hesitating for a second, Lin Dong said in a deep voice: "I am willing to die for adults!" ”

Hong Ji looked at him quietly, trying to see something unusual on his face, but he didn't find anything, and finally made up his mind Hong Ji took out a silk book from his arms and gave it to him.

"This is the map of the palace and the time of the sentry, as well as Liu Hong's residence, do you know what to do?"

"Don't worry, my lord, I will destroy the silk book after I memorize it, as for Liu Hong, even if I don't have a corpse, he will go before me!"

"It's a good day today, you go!"

"Yes!"

Lin got up and left.

Looking at his back, Hong Ji felt that if he could really do this, it would be necessary to cultivate the dead in the future. If he really wants to do something shady, he almost can't find people.

In the past month, Hong Ji has borrowed the gold medal given by Liu Hong, in the name of visiting the sick, entering and leaving the palace at different times every day, and finally figured out the patrol rules of the Yulin Army and the Praetorian Guard.

After all, it is a business with a head, no matter how stupid Hong Ji is, he can guard against it, and the pictures and words on the silk book are not written by Hong Ji, but let Xiaomei "draw" according to what Hong Ji wrote.

After feeling the trouble of not knowing the words and the peerless cheats that he couldn't understand after getting the five poultry plays, Hong Ji learned to write under the guidance of Cai Yan, and often took Cai Yan to find Xiaomei to play with Hong Ji, and find an appropriate time, in the name of painting, let Xiaomei draw something written by Hong Ji, which can be said to be a gesture.

Even if Lin Dong has different intentions, there is no evidence to prove Hong Ji's thoughts, which is the biggest guarantee for Hong Ji's shot.