Yangzhou City, in the backyard of the Wei family's manor, the cliffs and strange stones, the zigzag corridors, and the flowers and trees hidden in them, everything is so quiet and elegant, full of poetry and picturesqueness.

In the pavilion, there are pastries and drinks on the table, Wei Yuncheng is lying on the side seat, leisurely drinking wine, from time to time with the beautiful maid next to him playing a fan, frolicking and laughing, pinching the lotus feet, provoking the skirt of the Luo Xiang, looking at the maid's light and angry appearance, Wei Yuncheng's heart is happy.

It stands to reason that Wei Yuncheng should stay in the yamen now and deal with the affairs of Yangzhou, although in the eyes of outsiders, Yangzhou is a member of the four grades of the imperial court, and he is only under the history of assassination in the locality, which can be described as a high power, but in the end he is only the second-in-command, and the voice of his voice is far less tough than the first-in-command.

Besides, there was a boss with a stubborn surname, who couldn't listen to the advice of the contrary, and was helpless, in a fit of anger, Wei Yuncheng simply went home chic, too lazy to pay attention to the affairs of the state government, pondering, if something really happened, it had nothing to do with him.

I think so, but Wei Yuncheng also understands that being an official in the same state, and being an adjutant of the assassination history, is like a straw rope tied to two grasshoppers, the boss is not happy, and he will be unlucky, how can he get away with it.

Alas, Wei Yuncheng sighed, stretched out his hand and pulled the shy and happy maid into his arms, playing with the soft and fragrant female body with both hands, his forehead and eyebrows locked into a Sichuan character, absent-minded, revealing a look of annoyance.

"Alang, what are you thinking?" The maidservant asked in a coquettish voice, Xiang Ze's body seemed to welcome and refuse, a pair of tender white hands half-wrapped around Wei Yuncheng's neck, the round and towering curve appeared just right, and a piece of snow-white fragrant skin extended from the depths of the thin clothes, which was very attractive.

"Naturally, I'm thinking about you......" Wei Yuncheng said with a smile, his fingers slid over the maid's delicate collarbone, gradually moving down, like powder and fat, warm and soft, the taste was indescribable, although his head was still thinking about other things, but his body reacted.

"Ah Lang, don't ...... here" The maid moaned softly, half pushing and half sticking to Wei Yuncheng's chest, her beautiful and clear eyes were misty, but they projected a mad joy.

"Don't worry, there's no one here." Wei Yuncheng quietly comforted, but the palm of his hand quietly sneaked into the maid's shirt, and before he could make the next move, he heard the sound of coughing from behind.

"Ah, ma'am." The maid was frightened, and hurriedly got up, covered her collar with one hand, didn't care about tidying up, hurriedly saluted, her little face turned white, her body trembled slightly, and she knelt down to listen to the fall.

"It's none of your business, go down." Zhou waved his hand and said, he didn't seem to care about this matter, he could change from a country girl, fly up the branches to become a phoenix, and become a wife and concubine in Yangzhou, naturally she has a little scheming, even if she wants to be jealous, how can she easily show it, which makes Wei Yuncheng feel disgusted.

"The servant is leaving." The maidservant girl kowtowed, as if she were amnesty, and then stood up and walked away quickly.

Sure enough, seeing that the Zhou family did not pursue the matter, Wei Yuncheng seemed to be relieved, and a happy smile appeared on his face: "Didn't Madame go to the Shuiyue Taoist Temple to burn incense and make a wish with the daughters of the Changshi and Sima families, why did you come back so soon?" ”

"Hearing my husband say this, it's my fault that I ruined your good deeds." Zhou complained, perhaps from an ordinary background, she paid more attention to the makeup dress, the clothes on her body were made by the famous hand-woven women in Yangzhou, a floor-length pleated white silk long skirt with a half-sleeved short shirt, although the style was conservative, the skirt waist was high and tied under the chest, and the legs of the lower body were extremely slender, which made people full of imagination.

The short shirt is slightly narrow, and at first glance it looks tightly wrapped, but the hem of the shirt is only two inches below the chest, supported by the towering chest, and the left and right plackets are buttoned between the peaks, not only highlighting the furrow on the chest, but also looking plump and firm, his eyes swept over here, even if he has been a husband and wife for many years, Wei Yuncheng's eyes still couldn't help but show burning, stretched out his hand and pulled it slightly, Zhou's snort, delicate and weak, fell into his arms.

Smelling the warm fragrance of the woman's breath, the palm of his hand was covered with soft peaks, Wei Yuncheng only felt that the palm of his hand was extremely soft, and the half-extinguished blazing thought suddenly rose, sliding up and down and groping......

Zhou Shijiao groaned again and again, cooperated with tacit understanding, and quietly took off her dress, just when Wei Yuncheng was getting better and getting on the horse, she said unintentionally: "Husband, I want to ask you for something." ”

Men, at this time, are mostly confused, and Wei Yuncheng is of course no exception, with a red cherry in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Husband and wife are one, if there is anything to say bluntly, what to say or not." ”

"Hmm......" sighed lightly with satisfaction, Zhou's eyes overflowed with watery energy, and said softly: "Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just that you want to send a few subordinates to the countryside to help the eldest brother deal with some trivial matters." ”

Well, when a person reaches middle age, the functions of his body have already weakened, and Zhou's words are like a basin of cold water, which instantly extinguishes the blazing thoughts in Wei Yuncheng's heart.

Feeling wrong, Zhou opened his hazy eyes and asked softly, "Husband, what's wrong?" ”

"What's wrong, what's wrong, it's okay for you to ask what's wrong." Wei Yuncheng pulled his clothes to cover Zhou's white flower's body, and said angrily: "Is Zhou Zhengliang in trouble again, he can't stop for a few days, just like his son, he causes trouble every day, and in the end he wants me to clean up the mess for them." ”

"Husband......" Zhou hurriedly explained, Wei Yuncheng interrupted angrily, don't look around, and said, "Don't say it, I don't want to hear it." ”

The pavilion suddenly fell silent, half loud, no movement was heard, Wei Yuncheng couldn't help but turn around, but saw Zhou's clothes half-hanging, lightly covering his face, and sobbing silently, the appearance of pear blossoms in the rain made people feel pity.

In an instant, Wei Yuncheng's heart softened, the age difference between the two was huge, he was over forty years old, but Zhou was only twenty-five years old, ten years ago, Wei Yuncheng, who first arrived in Yangzhou as an official, passed by Zhou Chen Village on the way to office, and looked beautiful like jade Zhou at a glance.

There is no doubt that with Wei Yuncheng's status and status, asking for a civilian woman as a concubine, there is no need to open his mouth at all, just a slight hint, revealing a hint of tone, and the Zhou family will automatically offer it, although Wei Yuncheng is far away in the capital and has a wife and son, but in Yangzhou, there is only the Zhou family, and the ten-year relationship is not easily erased.

Sighing, Wei Yuncheng stepped forward and hugged Zhou, and comforted him softly: "Madam, don't cry, it's me who is wrong, you shouldn't lose your temper." ”

Lying in Wei Yuncheng's arms, Zhou said sadly: "It's the concubine's mistake, my husband is busy with official business, but I always bother you with some trivial things from my mother's family." ”

It's really empathetic, Wei Yuncheng was relieved in his heart, hugged his hands tighter, and said gently: "Since it's a matter of my mother's family, no matter how subtle and complicated it is, you have to know it clearly, madam, please say, if the name is right, I naturally don't mind meddling." ”

About the protagonist's surname, because the author is not a decisive character, so the book and others, may disappoint some book friends, I recommend you to watch Gengxin Da Cao thief, maybe Zhuang Buzhou's Three Kingdoms Voyage, but whether it is praise or criticism, it proves that everyone has read the author's book, thank you here, please continue to support, ask for collection, recommendation.

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