Hu Chenghe laughed and said, "What else do you have to say?" ”

"No, you can go back and get busy!" Yang Xiaoyu sat on the chair and nodded.

Hu Chenghe bowed, turned around and strode out.

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Yang Xiaoyu sat alone in the empty hall, his face was not sad or happy, this brocade yamen after two hundred years, is not only a symbol of status, but also the most powerful yamen of the Ming Dynasty, but unfortunately, its head stands on the Yamen of Dongchang, a latecomer.

The current governor of Dongchang is Wang Tiqian, who has a very good relationship with Yang Xiaoyu, but Yang Xiaoyu understands that a large part of the reason why Wang Tiqian has a good relationship with him is silver.

At the moment, he needs to stabilize his position, and it is not appropriate to tear his face with Wang Tiqian for the time being, and he still has to use Wang Tiqian, Wang Hu, and Li Yongzhen to stabilize the ceremonial supervisor, and wait for him to free his hand, and then slowly clean up this group of moths.

In the afternoon.

Yang Xiaoyu walked out of the Yamen of the Jinyi Pro-Army Command Envoy, and took a few cronies and guards to the small courtyard where Li Xuanzhi and Zhang Qiong were.

Yang Xiaoyu entered the courtyard, went straight to Li Xuanzhi's room, sent someone to find Li Xuanzhi, and said bluntly: "Niangniang, Yang took Princess Le'an out of the palace, and now the princess has been arranged to a secret courtyard, you clean up, Yang will send someone to send you to see the princess." ”

"Is this true?" Li Xuanzhi asked with some disbelieving.

"Of course it's true, Yang showed affection to the emperor, and the emperor agreed to take the princess out of the palace and get together with her mother for a while." Yang Xiaoyu said with a smile.

Li Xuanzhi's surprised expression was unobstructed, and he smiled and said, "Thank you for this!" ”

Yang Xiaoyu smiled faintly, and ordered the maid outside the door to come in to help Li Xuanzhi pack up his clothes, and ordered the guards outside the courtyard to find a carriage and personally go out of the house to send Li Xuanzhi to the car and leave.

Back in the courtyard.

Yang Xiaoyu came to Zhang Qiong's room.

At this moment, Zhang Qiong is combing her wet black hair, and it seems that she has just taken a petal bath. There was a strong smell of flowers wafting through the room.

Yang Xiaoyu walked behind Zhang Qiong gently, smelled the fragrance of flowers coming from her, and said with a smile: "Miss Zhang is getting more and more beautiful." ”

"Lord Yang is really good at talking." Zhang Qiong seemed to know that it was Yang Xiaoyu, and smiled without looking back.

Yang Xiaoyu secretly said that it is really close to Zhu and red and black to ink, Zhang Qiong has studied with Li Xuanzhi for a while, and her speech is not as reserved as the usual eldest lady. It's like a wind. A young woman with a hole in love.

Yang Xiaoyu stretched out his hand and put it on Zhang Qiong's fragrant shoulder, and said with a smile: "Yang came today to try Miss Zhang's room skills?" ”

A touch of shyness welled up on Zhang Qiong's face, but it disappeared in an instant, and she smiled charmingly: "The concubine body will definitely satisfy Lord Yang." ”

"In this way, Yang is waiting for Miss Zhang on the couch."

Yang Xiaoyu laughed unabashedly and walked to the couch, kicked the boots on his feet, took off his clothes outside, and got into the quilt to wait for Zhang Qiong.

The cold winter in the north is not yet as warm as in the south.

A bitter cold wind was blowing outside, and there was nothing to warm the room.

Yang Xiaoyu slept on the couch. Covered with a quilt on his body, he still couldn't stop being cold, and his body trembled slightly.

Zhang Qiong in front of the dresser looked calm, but in fact, her heart was beating violently.

Although Li Xuanzhi taught her many ways to please men, she did not practice them after all, and all she learned was the movements of painting and the techniques dictated by Li Xuanzhi.

Zhang Qiong was slightly worried, afraid that she would not serve her well. Yang Xiaoyu will change her hexagram, and she will put down her young lady figure for the so-called queen throne. Follow Li Xuan's various embarrassing actions, once Yang Xiaoyu is not satisfied, then her efforts will be wasted, and besides, she will be innocent, which is not what she wants.

Zhang Qiong draped her black hair over her shoulders. Straighten up your clothes, stand up and walk over to the couch.

With every step Zhang Qiong took, her heartbeat quickened by a minute, and she gently walked to the edge of the couch and squatted down. The jade arm slowly stretched forward, the jade onion-like fingers gently pulled the quilt, and the little hand slowly stroked in front of Yang Xiaoyu's chest, which was the warm-up method taught to her by Li Xuan.

Yang Xiaoyu is accustomed to all kinds of women, and has also seen the clever room. Technique, Zhang Qiong's little temptation. Confused, it can't arouse any desire in him at all. Hope.

Yang Xiaoyu knows that women are only broken. After the body, you can let go on the couch, otherwise, no matter how much you learn, it is not practical, which is a reason for the soldiers to go to the battlefield to fight, in normal times, the instructor teaches them how to shoot guns, how to kill the enemy, how to save their lives when they meet machine guns, but when they arrive on the battlefield, the first time they see the cruel battlefield, the soldiers have long forgotten what the instructor taught. Things and battlefields are the same truth, both belong to the first time, any theory is nonsense, as long as the real gun and the knife have been done to understand the truth.

Yang Xiaoyu is like an adult sex. Division, watching Zhang Qiong do all kinds of sultry movements, sometimes correcting loudly, and sometimes guiding Zhang Qiong's immature methods.

It's a long time.

Desire rose in Yang Xiaoyu's chest. fire, grabbed Zhang Qiong's jade arm, and with a slight force, pulled Zhang Qiong's whole person to the bed. couch.

Zhang Qiong's figure is not as plump as Zhang Yan, she belongs to the thin type, just like the Yangzhou thin horse that was deliberately trained, with the beauty of a thin shape.

Moreover, Zhang Qiong has become charming and charming now, like a petal that has bloomed, which is thousands of miles away from Zhang Yan's cold arrogance and dignified.

However, the diametrically opposed personalities of the two sisters made Yang Xiaoyu feel the double heaven of ice and fire.

Zhang Qiong lay in Yang Xiaoyu's arms, her eyes slightly closed, and let Yang Xiaoyu's big hands ravage her jade rabbit back and forth.

Maybe Yang Xiaoyu's strength was a little strong, and Zhang Qiong's eyebrows were condensed together, her plump lips were pursed, and she shouted softly.

Yang Xiaoyu slowly bit Zhang Qiong's pink earlobe, and the wheezing sound of men and women slowly sounded in the room.

In broad daylight, Zhang Qiong's heart-rending screams suddenly came from the room, followed by Yang Xiaoyu's roaring roar.

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At dusk.

The wheezing sound of more than two hours finally stopped.

Zhang Qiongyu's body was horizontal, her pink delicate body was blue and red, at this time she looked sluggish, her eyes were blank, and a little sweat appeared on her forehead.

Yang Xiaoyu was full of energy, full of energy, and had a smile on his face.

Zhang Qiong is innocent, and she naturally enjoys it differently from a woman. Being different from ordinary people caused Miss Zhang to spend a crusade in pain.

During this period, Zhang Qiong cried and begged several times, but Yang Xiaoyu did not have the slightest pity, and still did what he should do.

Zhang Qiong fainted twice during his expedition, but he woke up again under his powerful expedition, and at this time, he seemed to have done a great thing, allowing a beautiful woman to complete the transformation of a young woman from a young girl. (To be continued......)