Chapter 573: The Terror of Loss

Tie Wumeng's expression was sweet, and he leaned his head on Wang Yan's shoulder, feeling Wang Yan's breath.

Wang Yan stroked Tie Wumeng's hair, the picture was very beautiful, Wang Yan conformed to the atmosphere, slowly lowered his head and held Tie Wumeng's lips, Tie Wumeng was fascinated, and he also followed the feeling and kissed Wang Yan together.

Cough!

A gentle cough brought back Tie Wumeng's soul, only to remember that his father was in front of him, and he was shy and wanted to push Wang Yan away, but the wonderful feeling made her a little reluctant, and in the middle of the entanglement, Wang Yan took the initiative to let go of Tie Wumeng's lips.

Tie Wumeng struggled to break free from Wang Yan's arms, trotted and ran away as if he was running away, his steps were vain, and Wang Yan couldn't help but sweat.

Looking at the invincible ten directions here, Wang Yan also felt a little embarrassed, kissing his daughter in front of his father, which was a bit rude.

Shifang Invincible still had a faint smile on his face, took the wine jug and poured his bowl full of wine, and then glanced at Wang Yan.

This is obviously still a problem, the face is not good, and I want to see it in the wine.

Wang Yan didn't hesitate, Shifang Invincible drank, he accompanied him to drink, and after drinking the pot on the table, Shifang Invincible went back to the house and proposed two jars of wine, patted open the sealing mud, and it was a cow drink.

After drinking, the two of them picked up the guy, and it was another competition, and the wine was strong, so they let go, and the sound of gold and iron, shocking the ghosts and gods, attracted a lot of people.

Tie Wushuang stood at the Moon Gate, looking at Wang Yan, who was equal to the invincible battle of the Ten Directions, with a surprised and complicated expression.

"Sister, Daddy won't hurt him." Tie Wumeng stood behind Tie Wushuang, blushing, and worried.

"Aren't you worried that your dad will be hurt by him?" Tie Wushuang asked casually angrily.

"Daddy is the number one master of the beam, and he won't get hurt." Tie Wumeng looked at the field and whispered.

Tie Wushuang gritted his teeth and didn't answer, this sister will be his person in two days, and her heart is naturally towards him.

After more than 200 rounds of fighting, seeing that the battle was intensifying, it was about to be uncontrollable, and Tie Wushuang picked up the spear from the weapon rack to separate the two.

Drink!

Shifang Invincible shouted, and the two of them invariably stopped together, making Tie Wushuang, who was already close to the two, a little embarrassed.

The invincible ten directions threw the horse lance to the weapon rack casually, and the horse lance fell to the shelf, and the weapon rack was also brought down, and the weapons were scattered all over the ground.

Wang Yan stuck the mace into the ground with his hand, and then saluted with his fist in the invincible directions.

"You can rest at home for the past two days, and the anger on your body will be dispersed, and in two days, the old man will send Meng'er to your house."

"The son-in-law thanked my father-in-law."

Tie Wumeng and Tie Shi, the invincible wife of the Ten Directions, stepped forward and wiped their bodies for the two.

Before passing through the door, it is against the etiquette law to wipe the body, but the military general's net worth does not care very much about this kind of thing, but he can still feel the resentment of the invincible ten directions.

The resentment that the good cabbage was arched by the pig.

After the battle, more than half of the alcohol and alcohol dissipated, and he returned to the small courtyard under the escort of the guards.

It was Aji who opened the door, put Wang Yan into the front yard, handed it to the knife and dyed immortal who were waiting in the courtyard, and went back to the gatehouse.

The light in the bath room was on, the water had been missing for several rounds, and the water temperature had been kept at just the right temperature, Xiaodao and the dyed immortal waited for Wang Yan to take a bath, and then carried Wang Yan back to the inner courtyard.

The remnants of the wine were revived by the warm water, and along with the suppressed anger.

When they entered the house, they took off their clothes, and went to bed, and the women breathed a sigh of relief.

Knife walked out of the room and closed the door.

Wang Yan looked around drunkenly, snoring with some wine.

"Where's Xue Ying? Where did the people go? The words just fell.

A shadow squirmed and walked out from behind the screen, looking at Wang Yan timidly, with a shy expression and a little apprehension.

Wang Yan struggled to sit up straight and beckoned to Xue Ying, who obediently walked to the bed, took off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, and was dragged into her arms by Wang Yan.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

"The servant knows that she is wrong." Xue Ying replied timidly.

"What's wrong?"

"The servant is the person of the official, life and death should be decided by the official, and the servant should not be the master of the matter."

Listening to Xue Ying's words, Wang Yan nodded lightly, put his hand on her face, and said softly.

"It's me who didn't protect you today, it's my fault, remember what you just said, your life is mine, life or death, only I can decide." After Wang Yan finished speaking, he swept around the women, revealing a bitter smile of suppression.

"You all leave today, I'm too angry, and I'll hurt you."

Hao Yue and Dye Xian looked at Wang Yan's gaze with extremely gentleness.

Xue Yingyu wrapped her arms around Wang Yan's neck and said in a greasy voice.

"The officials are angry, and Ying'er is angry for the officials." After Xue Ying finished speaking, she pushed Wang Yan down on the bed, and Hao Yue and Dye Xian also got on the bed and gathered around Wang Yan.

"No matter what happens, don't give up your life easily, I will save you, no matter what you become, I don't care!" Wang Yan said with a sigh of wine.

"The concubine knows." The three girls responded in unison, and Xue Ying even fell on Wang Yan's chest, and tears slipped from the corners of her eyes and hit Wang Yan's chest.

One is moist, one is warm.

Love is the medicine that soothes the wounds of the heart and dispels the anger.

Wang Yan vented his feelings and anger in love, pushed the door in, and saw Xue Ying committing suicide with a hosta against her neck, Wang Yan was very scared, if Xue Ying was gone, Wang Yan didn't know what he would become.

The feeling of skin to skin contact is very real and familiar, and every time they are combined, they silently tell Wang Yan that Xue Ying is okay and she is still alive.

..

At three o'clock in the sun, Wang Yan woke up slowly, the strength of the wine was almost gone, and the anger was also gone.

I looked left and right, and found that my arms were crushed to death.

Hao Yue was awakened by Wang Yan's movements, slowly propped himself up, freed one of Wang Yan's arms, and smiled softly.

"The official is awake, but are you better?"

"Much better, I was last night. It seems to have drunk a little too much. ”

Hao Yue bent down and knelt on Wang Yan's chest and said sweetly.

"The official was like a different person last night."

"I'm sorry, I really didn't feel happy yesterday." Wang Yan said with some shame.

"The official is happy now?"

Wang Yan smiled and stroked Hao Yue's green silk, looked at the bruises, and said in a low voice.

"Happy, happy."

"If the officials are not happy, Sister Ying'er's sin last night will be in vain." Hao Yue said with a chuckle.

Wang Yan carefully recalled the scene last night, although he was drunk, but it was not to the point of fragmentation, and he remembered it after thinking about it a little.

This is terrible to think about, Wang Yan hurriedly pulled his hand gently from under the heads of Dye Xian and Xue Ying, came below like a thief, lifted the quilt, and saw Xue Ying's lower body clearly, his expression gradually collapsed.

Hao Yue handed Wang Yan a porcelain vase and said softly.

"The concubine has already given medicine to her sister last night, and the time is almost up, and the official can give her sister the medicine last time."

Wang Yan pulled out the lid, poured the viscous liquid into his palm, and carefully applied it to Xue Ying's wound.

Xue Ying's delicate body trembled slightly, and the mosquito-like sound proved that she was awake and was just pretending to be asleep.

"Next time it's like this, stun me." Wang Yan's expression was sluggish, and he said a little lost.