Blowing the lamp? Don't!

Hide under the covers and undress? Don't!

Han Youniang, under the prevention of her "tyrant" husband, closed her eyes and took off her little clothes, revealing a smooth and soft body.

Seeing Yang Ling's obsessive gaze, the young lady sighed in shame, hurriedly turned around, and only turned her pink and tender back at him.

Yang Ling swallowed his saliva, his fingers touched up along the young lady's sturdy and beautiful calves, the young lady's cute little feet shrank slightly, and Ying Ying's ankles leaned nervously together.

Feeling her nervousness, Yang Ling smiled softly, the young lady felt that her body had never been before, which made her panic, but there was an indescribable strange and pleasant feeling, she was so ashamed that her skin was flushed pink, and she begged in a sweet and trembling voice: "Xianggong, please turn off the lights."

"No!" Yang Ling kissed her gently on the back, and said obsessively: "I want to look at you, if such beauty is made silent in the dark, the sky will not spare me." I want to look at you, even if it is another hundred years, a thousand years, I will remember, the night when the beautiful young lady gave her love and body to me"

Han Youniang covered her crimson face, and was about to get drunk by her husband's poetry-like tender praise. Yang Ling's fingertips gently twisted the knot in her belly pocket, and gently pulled, and the young lady's back was all the way, forming a shallow and graceful valley line along her back. The knot of the vest was unbuttoned, and when her lithe body was turned over, the exposed part of her face covered by her hands was red.

Yang Ling comfortably propped up her upper body, her eyes flashed with love, and she just wanted to lean over to warm her cherry lips, when Han Youniang suddenly said, "Ah! The ground screamed, suddenly moved his hands, opened his eyes nervously, and said, "Xianggong, did you bring a Buddha statue?" ”

When I opened my eyes, I saw Yang Ling**'s chest, and a cross on it was shaking gently, and the young lady was ashamed and quickly closed her eyes again.

Yang Ling looked at her willow eyebrows deeply, and his eyes suddenly became black and shiny, and he gently called the young lady's name: "Young lady, Xianggong is here."

"Don't! Wait, Xianggong! The young lady suddenly screamed, Yang Ling hurriedly reined in the precipice, and said in surprise: "What's the matter, young lady?" Do you not want to? ”

The young lady blushed and said, "No, no, Xianggong, you get up, I forgot about the white silk."

As she spoke, she turned her head shyly, stretched out a hand to reach for the quilt that was still folded, and when she came back in the evening, she found the red and white silk that her mother had accompanied her when she got married, and quietly stuffed it into her own quilt.

Yang Ling watched her pull out the white scarf, as if waving a white flag, and couldn't help laughing. His favorite lady, he only wants her first time, to be able to remember the sweetness and happiness of each other, instead of asking her to lie on that little square scarf tremblingly, and put his mind on waiting for himself to test her loyalty, he hopes that the young lady can also enjoy, instead of blindly dedicating.

The young lady was biting her lip and trying to put the white silk under her buttocks, Yang Ling grabbed the white silk and threw it aside, the young lady opened her eyes in surprise, and said: "Xianggong, what are you doing?" ”

"You don't need that, it's too stilted, lady, you have to be affectionate~~ interesting, understand?"

Yang Ling had a charming smile on the corner of his lips, and whispered in her ear: "Go here, Xianggong doesn't want a positional battle." Tonight, Xianggong is going to attack the city and plunder the village, so that my little lady with excellent martial arts will raise her hand and surrender."

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Wholehearted devotion and blending, in addition to pleasure, but also let people get infinite spiritual fulfillment and satisfaction. The young lady who first inherited the rain and dew "surrendered" three times, and Yang Ling hugged her to sleep in a hearty, like a feather ascending immortal.

slept so sweetly, I don't know when, Yang Ling suddenly woke up, he opened his eyes, and saw the young lady wearing a small coat and a robe, sitting next to him and gently pushing him: "Xianggong, it's time to get up, Xianggong, I'm going to court today."

Yang Ling lazily looked out the window, the window paper was still dark, looking back, under the light of the lights, the young lady who had just been covered with rain and dew tonight was dizzy, the green silk was messy, and the charm of the young woman was breathtaking.

Yang Ling's heart fluttered, he reached out and hugged her into his arms, kissed her lightly on the lips, and said with a smile: "It's still dark, call Xianggong so early, do you want Xianggong to talk to you?" My husband was so tired last night, so I kissed you and fell asleep."

The young lady was held in his arms, and her heart was full of joy, and when she heard him mention the sweet and embarrassing thing, her face was even more flushed, and her bones were crispy for a while. She pushed Yang Ling coquettishly, but felt that now that she was hugged by Xianggong, she couldn't even exert her strength with her hands, so she couldn't help but say ashamedly and anxiously: "Xianggong, you get up quickly, it's not early, it's about to be time, the concubine has already made breakfast, you are going to see the emperor today."

"Huh?" Yang Ling was taken aback, he didn't have a deep impression of what was going on at this time, he didn't expect that it was just over four o'clock in the morning, and it was actually time.

Yang Ling was also anxious at this time, and hurriedly turned over and sat up, as soon as Yang Ling sat up, he suddenly found that there was a patch on the quilt in all directions, and this quilt was brought out by the two of them from Yang Jiaping, and he didn't care about buying a new one for a while, although there were a few patches on it, but Yang Ling remembered that this position was not broken, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Young lady, when is it broken here?" Don't make up for it, don't buy some fabric and cotton another day to make another bed."

The young lady's eyelashes hung down, her face was like a red cloth, and she timidly took out a neatly folded thing from behind her, and said shyly: "It's not all you, this is a big deal for my daughter's family, and people can't stay there, and I'm ashamed."

Yang Ling took a look, how the piece of fabric looked like it had just been cut from the quilt, and although the cloth was stacked, there was still some red faintly exposed on it.

"Huh? Hey? Oh"

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On the three poles, Yang Ling stood outside the Zhonghe Palace, so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, and the emperor Laozi had a big shelf. I don't want to meet so early, why do you want people to get up so early?

Yang Ling went to court for the first time, and he was not familiar with the capital, so he couldn't take care of eating, so he hurriedly rushed to the Forbidden City. Speaking of which, the officials of this court got up quite early, and when Yang Ling arrived, there were already many ministers waiting outside the noon gate.

When Yang Ling was led by Liu Jin into the palace through the small gate, he still thought that he had been treated with honors, but he didn't know that he had been led to the Zhonghe Palace, and then he was told that the emperor had already gone to the court and would only meet him when he came back.

Yang Ling waited from the hazy sky to the east, and then waited from the dawn to the present, he looked at the shadow under his feet weakly, and then looked around. Liu Jin didn't know where to sneak away when he led him to the place, Yang Ling was waiting here, and the guards in front of the palace didn't squint or look at him. Yang Ling didn't dare to take the initiative to talk, but the palace maids who came in and out occasionally seemed to be very interested in him and always looked him up and down.

Yang Ling also peeked at others, although there are no ugly girls in the eighteenth, but most of these palace daughters are well-looking and well-proportioned, but they don't have the delicate and moving appearance of a maid on TV, Yang Ling looked at it for a while, and then began to look at it without squinting.

The intestines grunted and protested again, Yang Ling suddenly saw a group of people turning around in the front hall, in front of the Han general holding the honor guard, and behind there was a step under the Huangluo umbrella, carried by eight eunuchs to this side, Yang Ling suddenly perked up.

The palace maids, guards, and eunuchs who saw Huang Luo's umbrella cover from afar and near knelt down one after another, and Yang Ling, who had just pulled up his waist pole, also hurriedly learned to kneel on the ground.

Yang Ling knelt on the ground and shook his head secretly, the emperor is working in his own home, what are you doing with so many idlers? He didn't know that this guard of honor was still small, if it was a big court meeting today, there would be two tigers and leopards, four elephants, and five ceremonial cars in the guard of honor, and the team would be even more huge.

Under his nose, a mosquito rushed past his lap, Yang Ling flicked his fingers and flicked it aside, the ant rolled on the ground a few times, curled up and pretended to be dead, and after a while, he didn't find any danger, and got up again and hurriedly escaped.

The corners of Yang Ling's lips couldn't help but show a smile: in the eyes of the emperor, he was probably like an ant. He raised his head slightly, the guard of honor was still moving forward, holding flags, umbrellas, and gourds in an endless stream, and under the banner covering, it was a corner of the blue sky on the horizon.

Yang Ling looked leisurely, today, if I can come to the center of power in the world, I am no longer a little ant. If I were given time and opportunity, would I be a banner or a towering pavilion under this historical sky?

The guard of honor stood silent under the corridor on both sides of the palace gate, it is estimated that the emperor is also hungry, and he can't help but drink some tea and eat some snacks, and after a long time, he saw a eunuch walk out of the gate of the Zhonghe Palace, whisk the dust, and shouted sharply: "Xuanzhi read Yang Ling to see you!" ”

When Liu Jin left, he had already taught him the etiquette of dealing with the court, and Yang Ling hurriedly stepped forward when he heard it, and said in a loud voice: "See you in the court."

The little eunuch smiled slightly, and said, "Yang Shiyu, please come in with me", and said that he turned around and went in first, and Yang Ling hurriedly followed him with his head down.

He had also been to this Zhonghe Hall when he visited the Forbidden City in his previous life, but now the layout and furnishings inside are obviously different, and Yang Ling didn't dare to look around, so he just followed the footsteps of the little eunuch and walked in, and when he reached the end of the scarlet carpet, the little eunuch flashed to the side and said loudly: "Yang Ling has seen the emperor."

Yang Ling knew that he must be sitting on the top When Emperor Hongzhi was on the throne today, he knelt on the ground, put his palms up on the blanket, knocked his forehead on his fingertips, and said loudly: "Weichen Yang Ling knocks to see the emperor."

A graceful and elegant voice above said, "Excuse me, get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" , Yang Ling got up and respectfully stepped aside, looking at his nose and nose, although he wanted to see the appearance of Emperor Hongzhi with his own eyes, his eyes did not dare to look at it, his eyes only moved slightly, and he saw a pair of official boots in front of him, and it seemed that another official was present.

I only heard the graceful and elegant voice and said: "Liu Qing, that's it, you plan to tell the king of Joseon, just say that the prince is young and there is no need to enter the women, but I still have a heart in mind, although these women are numb, numb, short, short and fat, they are not very good, but I have been crowned female officials."

The corners of Yang Ling's mouth crooked when he heard this, and he almost couldn't help laughing, it is estimated that this Lord Liu would not write the original words so bluntly when he drafted the decree, but it was extremely rare to hear such an interesting oracle from the emperor in person.

I only heard that Lord Liu laughed and said: "I think the king of North Korea also knows that the crown prince is young, even if he offers a beautiful woman, it is difficult to gain favor, so I picked some and sent them to Your Majesty without feeling distressed."

Emperor Hongzhi laughed when he heard this, and gasped: "Just your sharp mouth!" Hehe, he's stingy, I can't be stingy, the gift of reciprocation, don't lose my heavenly style, go, go, go to the will".

"Yes, the minister obeys the order", the Lord Liu replied, bowed and retreated.

Yang Ling had also heard that the Hongzhi Emperor only favored the queen alone, and there was no concubine, and now the prince was young, maybe the king of Joseon really had this idea.

This Lord Liu dared to smile in front of the emperor, and he must have been a favored minister by Hongzhi's side, but he didn't know which one. He has the right to draft the decree Yang Ling's heart moved when he thought of this, and suddenly remembered that when the people of the time commented on the three scholars in the DPRK and China, they said, "Li Gongmou, Liu Gongju, Xie Gongyou Kankan", could it be that this Lord Liu is the scholar Liu Jian?

At this time, I only heard Emperor Hongzhi say: "You are Yang Ling?" Hmm, it's not a few years older than the prince, it's good, it's good? You are, Yang Qing, raise your head".;