Chapter 43: Struggle

"Husband, let me go, Qingqing won't make her husband angry anymore......" Kang Qingqing saw that Ma Lan was about to leave the room, her clear eyes instantly filled with tears, and she begged bitterly.

Ma Lan was unmoved, and carried Kang Qingqing to the bed horizontally and put it down, wrapping it in a brocade quilt is considered preferential.

This girl seems to be weak, but in fact she is extremely strong, not to mention anything else, in the cold Shule City, she was tied naked for a day without water and rice, and she would have died long ago if she replaced a weaker body, but this girl struggled on the wooden pillar all day long, until Ma Lan came back and was still alive, which can be seen.

walked out of the room to find Du Huan and the others, but heard from the soldiers that after Du Huan placed Duan Xiushi, he went directly to Bai Xiaode's private house for a banquet, and Ma Yong and Ma Qiang followed. Ma Lan remembered Du Huan's appearance when Bai Xiaode sent a group of concubines to him to pick and choose that day, and couldn't help but laugh secretly.

The son of the family once saw the Korean lady in the carriage in Chang'an, and was shocked when he saw it, and since then he has fallen in love with the round and jade woman, Bai Xiaode's concubines, and his appetite. I'm afraid I won't be back tonight. But it's nothing, liking women is a big festival, anyway, I'm going to leave Shule Town tomorrow, so let him be satisfied once, so as not to worry about Anxi when he goes back.

Today's concubine is a mellow beauty, and in later generations, Xi Shi, Diao Chan, and Zhaojun have become the four beauties, and in the memory left by the man in Guanzhong, there is no appearance of the concubine, but Mrs. Han and Mrs. Wei have all been seen in the market, in all fairness, it is really quite tempting.

Let the soldiers lead him to Duan Xiushi's room, Duan Xiushi's face was still red, and he was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed. Looking at this, I am afraid that it will not be possible to discuss the matter in the river with him tonight.

Duan Xiushi, like Ma Lan, is also from Guanzhong. A seven-foot Guanzhong man let a few glasses of wine get drunk, which really damaged the face of the people in Guanzhong. Ma Ling despised this guy fiercely in his heart, so he had to go back to his room.

Pushing open the door, I immediately heard a suppressed cry. Looking at the bed again, Kang Qingqing was biting his lip hard, tears flowing wantonly on his little face.

When I left just now, I forgot to plug this girl's mouth, no wonder a few soldiers at the door looked strange, I am afraid that they all heard the movement inside.

Ma Lan closed the door tightly and walked to the side of the bed, Kang Qingqing saw her, bit her lip harder, trying not to make a sound, but tears poured out more quickly.

"Hurry up and sleep!" Ma Lan looked down at the little girl and said in as gentle a voice as possible.

"Husband, my hand is about to break! I'm going to die! Kang Qingqing said in a low voice, "Husband, let me go, Qingqing must listen to you!" ”

Ma Lan lifted the brocade quilt and looked at Kang Qingqing's hands. She obviously struggled under the brocade quilt just now, this knot came from the afterlife, the more she struggled, the tighter it became, and now her wrists were bruised, and if she strangled it for a few more hours, maybe it would really be scrapped.

Kang Qingqing has been trained as a killer since she was a child, how can she not understand this, what is written on her little face at this moment is real fear.

She's a hedgehog, but she's just a little hedgehog, and when the situation is completely out of reach, instinct gets the better of her. At this time, she recovered the mentality that a little girl should have.

After all, she is still just a child, and the fear on her face now is definitely not pretending. Ma Luan's heart softened, he loosened the rope on Kang Qingqing's wrist, completely untied the entire rope, and helped Kang Qingqing sit up on the bed.

"Girl, don't make any more trouble, or I'll really cut off your hand."

Kang Qingqing rubbed his wrist, nodded silently, glanced at Ma Lan timidly, suddenly opened his thin arms, and hugged Ma Lan with his backhand.

At this time, she was defenseless, so it was naturally impossible to assassinate Ma Lan again. The little girl raised her little brain, looked at Ma Lan with clear eyes, and said softly: "Husband, Qingqing is willing to serve you." Qingqing doesn't make trouble anymore. ”

Under the light, the little girl's young body has a hazy beauty, Ma Lan reached out and pressed the little girl's bud that was beginning to take shape, Kang Qingqing's body stiffened, but the next moment it was soft in his arms.

"Go to bed early, we'll be on our way tomorrow." Ma Ling said softly, but his big hand brushed the little girl's two delicate buttocks.

In the face of such a little stunner, it is naturally impossible to feel nothing, but after all, it is a person from the next generation, and it is really impossible to say it in the face of a little girl of this age. This kind of up and down is already the limit of what he dares to do, and doing so has already made him feel a deep sense of guilt.

This was a thousand years ago, and there was a Sogdian woman in front of her, in fact, even if it was a spring breeze, no one would say anything. Hu Nu already had the custom of early marriage, especially the big cannibal, and later he read "Arabian Nights", in which almost all the beautiful heroines were thirteen or fourteen years old. The Sogdians have been influenced by the Great Cannibalism over the years, and there are many Sogdian women who marry at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and even those who are younger like Kang Qingqing are often married and have children.

Thousands of years ago, this Guanzhong man Ma Lan was also a well-known extravagant person in history, and the middle hall of his mansion in Chang'an was more luxurious than the palace, so that after his death, the emperor personally ordered the demolition of his middle hall. Even now in Anxi, this guy has raised a large group of Hu women as concubines in Zhuangzi, and some of them are even smaller than Kang Qingqing.

He inherited the body of the Guanzhong man Ma Lan, and he also inherited everything about the Guanzhong man Ma Lan, and Ma Lan's grange outside Anxi City and the dozens of Hu concubines were naturally his. Thinking of this, Ma Lan felt a little headache and didn't know how to deal with it.

If it's an ordinary concubine, at most ignore it, but the Guanzhong man Ma Lan is from a ranger in Chang'an City, and unlike other Anxi generals, these concubines are not bought, but have some affection with him, and everyone has a story with Ma Lan. If he ignores these women, he is afraid that he will die of sadness.

But no matter what, although the little Sogdian girl in front of him was tempting, he didn't dare to really do anything to her. At her current age, it will cause irreparable damage to her body.

The taste of inner torment, he didn't taste it in his previous life. If you can't get past something, it's best not to do it.

"Oh!" Kang Qingqing responded obediently and glanced at Ma Lan timidly.

She is a smart woman in Bingxue, and her training since childhood has made her mature beyond her age, and at this moment, in Ma Lan's eyes, she saw his ** and struggle, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.

He wanted her, so he wouldn't hurt her anymore. At least this night, she can sleep peacefully. Ever since the conflict began over the miracle medicine seed, she has been tormented and has not slept well.

rubbed it Kang Qingqing's chest, causing the little girl to scream, Ma Ling sighed reluctantly, and said, "Go to bed early!" With that, he waved his hand and extinguished the light.

In the darkness of the night, the little girl let out a chuckle and lay down with Ma Lu's arm in her arms, and soon her breathing became even and long. Apparently by this time, she had really fallen asleep.

"I'm going back to Anthy tomorrow, so I have to let her recover. If you tie it up overnight, you won't be able to take it out to meet people. Ma Lu felt the softness of the girl's body beside him, forcibly suppressed the desire to turn over and press up, and muttered.

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originally planned to sit like this all night, but at some point Ma Lu himself fell asleep. The moment he woke up, Ma Lu subconsciously reached out and touched his neck, wanting to see if his head was still there.

In the next moment, Ma Lan was completely conscious. If you can wake up, your head will naturally be there.

When he opened his eyes, Kang Qingqing was still asleep, his porcelain-like body was entangled in his body like an octopus, and he was sleeping sweetly with his eyes closed.

In the early morning, there is always something wrong with a man's somewhere. Ma Lan suddenly felt something strange, looked down, and couldn't help grinning.

Last night he slept in his clothes to avoid problems at night. The Tang people had no underwear, and only a piece of crotch cloth was loosely tied under the waist. I don't know when, this girl's little hand has reached in, and she is holding something hard.

In the morning light, Kang Qingqing's immature and beautiful little face looked even more attractive. She slept peacefully, and her quiet appearance looked more and more cute.

Ma Lan only felt a hot current rise from his waist and abdomen, and the whole person was almost about to explode, so he quickly took a deep breath, wanting to calm the desire in his heart. However, in the next moment, his big hand had already covered Kang Qingqing's beautiful buds.

Kang Qingqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, opened her beautiful eyes, and suddenly found that the situation in front of her was not right, and whispered: "Husband!" ”

Ma Lan snorted, rubbed two handfuls on the little girl's chest, and finally reluctantly took it back.

In this day and age, no one will care about him. He is the one who can restrain him.

The experience of his past life made him understand how painful it is to have a tormented conscience. After all, he can't completely equate himself with the Tang people of a thousand years ago, so he can only suppress himself.

Kang Qingqing realized that she had put her hand in the wrong place, she was a precocious girl, how could she not understand what it was, and she let out a sigh at the moment, and quickly retracted her hand, her little face turned red to the root of her ears.

Ma Lan sighed softly, and there was obviously a trace of reluctance in his voice.

"Bad guys!" Kang Qingqing glanced at Ma Lan, her voice was sweet and glutinous, but there was a hint of pride in her clear eyes.

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One night, naturally, it was not enough for Kang Qingqing to recover, and her wrist was still bruised, which was easy to be seen by others.

Nominally, she has already become Ma Lan's concubine, so she naturally wants to take it out, but such an injury is not easy for others to see. When leaving Shule Town, Ma Ling directly bought a few carriages and took Kang Qingqing to sit on one of the carriages.

The other carriages were for other Zoroastrian little saints, and two were for the descendants of King Qinhua and King Gongshun.

It is obvious that Feng Changqing's rewritten recital does not mention the two Sogdian kings at all, nor does it mention the arrangement of Ma Lan in the river. He didn't want to get involved in the affairs of the river at all, and only thought about keeping the territory of Anxi. Therefore, the descendants of the king of Kangguo and the king of Mi Mo Si could not be sent to Chang'an, so they could only stay in Anxi.

Everybody is smart, and there is no need to say anything about it. This is also part of the agreement between the two, and when it comes to how to settle these people in Anxi, Ma Lan has not yet thought about it.

There are many wives and concubines, and there are many heirs, Kang Qingqing and the two brothers don't seem to be very cordial, and they are faint when they see them, and they don't even say hello.

It's still freezing season, but it's the best time to hurry. The carriage rolled along the ruts along the Silk Road, surrounded by thousands of troops, on its way to Anxi. On the carriage, Duan Xiushi finally woke up from a hangover.