The day of Beiminghao's wedding will soon come, Daxing City, no, it is Yanhuangcheng, it has been renamed a few days ago, and the capital of Huangzhou is not called Daxingcheng, but Yanhuangcheng.

At this moment, in Yanhuang City, there are many festive celebrations, Wang Daru's granddaughter is going to marry the young Yanhuang Wang, this news is known to everyone in the streets and alleys under the operation of people with hearts.

Many people, many people who are interested in seeking the top position, have already prepared heavy gifts, and they are looking forward to it, planning to show their faces fiercely on the wedding day of Bei Minghao, and strive to be appreciated by the young Yanhuang King, and have been promoted.

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"The bride and groom come forward and bow to heaven and earth!"

With the high voice of the celebrant master, Bei Minghao and Zhaojun moved forward hand in hand to worship heaven and earth.

"Second worship high hall!"

"Husband and wife worship each other!"

"Send to the cave!"

All the cumbersome etiquette and rituals slowly passed under the expectation of everyone.

The sun sets, a round of residual red half hangs on the west mountain, does not fall for a long time, and in the palace, it is also staggered, the lights are red and green, the celebration sound comes and goes, noisy, the fragrance of flowers and plants in the courtyard is surrounded by a strong aroma of wine, strong and tangy.

"Zilong, what do you think of the king's newly married queen?" At this time, Yang Yanzhao and the others began to talk about the sea when they were half drunk and half awake.

"Be cautious, the queen is actually something you and I can judge, and we have to discuss it again at this time!" When Zhao Yun heard this, he woke up from his half-drunk state in an instant, his face changed slightly, he snorted coldly, and admonished.

"What Zilong said is that if he lost his word, he punished himself with three cups!"

After Yang Yanzhao finished speaking, he simply drank three glasses of wine, and it seemed that he knew that he had lost his words, and he never mentioned it after that.

"Zilong, don't panic, how can the king be a person with a small belly and chicken intestines, and in the eyes of the king, it must be a posture of captivating the country and the city in the future, you may not know that the king is not only extraordinary in martial arts, but also difficult for ordinary people to reach, I admire it very much!"

At this time, Bai Qi said indifferently, and he admired and admired Bei Minghao very much.

At this time, Li Cunxiao, who was drinking in the sea, also picked up the conversation and asked with interest, and several other people also looked at Bai Qi, waiting for the following.

"Oh, Brother Gongsun, this is true, I don't know how outstanding the king's literary talent is? Can you elaborate on one or two? ”

"It's not a big deal, before I say it, I'll chant a poem first, and then I'll talk about the king's writing!" After speaking, without waiting for the other people to react, he began to chant the poem on his own.

The world is out of my generation, and the years are urging when I enter the rivers and lakes;

Lifting a sword and riding to wave the ghost rain, the white bones are like mountain birds flying in shock.

Look down on the wind and rain to compete for hegemony, dust things are like tides, people are like water;

In the talk and laughter of the emperor's hegemony, it is better than a drunk in life.

"Good, good poetry, really good poetry, majestic, domineering, General Gongsun is really hidden, Yun admires!"

When Zhao Yun heard this, his eyes lit up, and he immediately clapped his hands and praised, and he was amazed by Bai Qi's verses, and others also echoed him.

"Zilong, you misunderstood, this poem is not something that a rough person like me can chant out, this is a masterpiece made by the king himself, and it is the king's literary talent that moved the daughter of the royal family, Wang Zhaojun, so that he fell in love with the lord and married the lord!"

"What? This poem was sung by the king? It seems that the king is really well hidden, and he is really a majestic king, and our choice is really the most correct! ”

When Li Cunxiao heard this, he was shocked, and he was stunned for a long time, and then he said this, and he was quite admirable in his words.

"Wang Zhaojun? Could it be that Zhaojun is a close friend, I don't know if it's as I thought, killing gods in vain? Poisoner Jia Xu? It seems that there is a slight difference from the annals of history, and there shouldn't be so many coincidences in major events, right? ”

At this moment, Zhao Yun was already wandering out of the world, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but at this time, the careful Bai Qi had already seen Zhao Yun's strange appearance and asked.

"Zilong, what's wrong with you? It's not uncomfortable, if it's uncomfortable, you can go back first! ”

And Li Cunxiao also saw Zhao Yun's strange appearance, and when he thought about it, he knew what the problem was, and asked: "Zilong, it seems that you have broken through to the level of a holy general, right?" ”

"Huh? What does Brother Li mean by this? Yun did break through to the level of a holy general, but I didn't release my momentum, how do you know? When Zhao Yun heard this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he asked in surprise.

"Hehe, Zilong, I know what you're thinking? I'll go back with you later, and I'll have something to say to you! Hahaha! Li Cunxiao said something inexplicably and then kept silent about it and began to drink.

It made Zhao Yun's heart go up and down, and it was difficult to drink happily anymore, and he kept thinking about what Li Cunxiao meant.

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And just when the generals were drinking happily, Bei Minghao had already gone to the marriage room drunk.

At this moment, Zhaojun sat on the bed nervously, with a trace of expectation in his heart, and a trace of dazed and helpless.

At this time, Bei Minghao broke in drunken and slumped, and when he saw Zhaojun by the bed, he sat quietly, as if he felt that Bei Minghao had come in, and his body couldn't help but tremble, and then he sat casually, looking forward to Bei Minghao coming to lift his red hijab at the right time.

Bei Minghao slowly looked at Zhaojunlai, at this time, because he had drunk wine, the strength of the wine had not passed, Bei Minghao walked straight forward and quickly lifted off the red hijab.

Looking at Zhaojun with a very aggressive gaze, Zhaojun couldn't stand it for a while, and said shyly: "Husband, the concubine is your wide clothes." After speaking, he got up and seemed to be about to wear Bei Minghao's wide clothes.

At this time, Bei Minghao would let Zhaojun slip away from her hands, grabbed Zhaojun, pulled him to the bedside, got up and hugged Zhaojun in his arms, leaned most against Zhaojun's ear, spit hot air, and said: "No need, it's better for my beloved wife to loosen clothes, haha!" After speaking, without waiting for Zhaojun to say anything, he directly kissed Zhaojun on the lips domineeringly.

"Hmm..."

At this time, Zhaojun was in his arms, how could he have the strength to struggle, and Zhaojun was full of happiness and happiness in his heart at this time, and he muttered in his mouth: "En!"

After speaking, he closed his eyes, Zhaojun said, "Huh", delicate and red, his eyes seemed to be drunk, coquettish and indescribable, Luo Shang was looming, the curves were exposed, and the whole body still exuded an attractive taste......

Looking at Zhaojun's petite body and red lips, Bei Minghao kissed Xiang Xiang neck domineeringly, and Zhaojun's brain was shocked, like an electric shock, he suddenly softened, and the strength he had finally accumulated was all at once.

In an instant, the first meeting of 100,000 mountains, those crystal clear eyes, and the fire lingering in the seclusion of the mountains and forests......

Like a flood frenzy, the surging tide washed through the embankment that Zhaojun had worked so hard to build.

The embankment is destroyed, love arises, and love floods like a tide......

The forcibly buried love fire suddenly erupted, straight to the top of his head, Bei Minghao's hands reached into Zhaojun's waist and slid down, and the clothes were taken down......

The fiery and pliable thing sled open her lips and teeth, and the snake burrowed into it, licking the tips of her teeth and cavity wild but tenderly, bringing her a series of numb shivers, and then curling the tip of her tongue and sucking it wantonly......

The two spiritual tongues, lingering for a long time, the kiss marks, fell on the hot cheeks, ears, neck, and every part of the body, and Zhaojun also responded enthusiastically like fire......

At this moment, Zhaojun in this situation is like a plum blossom, full of flowers, scorching red, blooming brilliantly in his and her world.

Zhaojun's cheeks are like fire, his body is hot, he has never been soft and weak, indulging in this masculine and good-smelling masculine atmosphere, flustered and confused, confused, his body is undulating, his chest is like waves, he is smiling, and he is upside down......

Bei Minghao's hand had already slid down her waist, gently caressing her roundness, Nan Zhaojun couldn't help but sigh again, a whisper of ecstasy, like a song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" kicked off, Zhaojun couldn't help but increase the intensity of kneading, with the kneading, changing into various shapes, her jade back arched, her lips met again, sucking greedily......

After the clothes were exhausted, into the sea current, the desolate place of the fragrant grass, has long been a spring dingdong.

A pillar of optimus into the water curtain, yin and yang are combined, and the water is melting.

In the red luan tent, the spring is harmonious, the spring love is unlimited, the two have been integrated into one, he has her, she has him, and there is no separation from each other!

The taste of it is not to be wonderful!

After a long time, the clouds and rain dissipated, Zhaojun was already drenched in sweat, a charming face was flushed, the starry eyes were hazy, like a dream, and the red on his body had also faded a lot, but it had not completely dispersed.

Although Bei Minghao is the first son, he is still gentle and merciful, from jerky to familiar, Zhaojun is in the tactful success, after spending the initial slight pain, what he feels is the beauty that he has never had, as if he flew into the sky, and the joy in his heart is indescribable.

Naturally, Bei Minghao was also intoxicated on the road of happiness and refused to return.

Bei Minghao's hand was still on the ravine of infatuation, between his nose, around her three thousand green silks, Bei Minghao slowly sat up, saw the red between Zhaojun's legs, and leaned down here to kiss this Zhaojun's body.

Zhaojun had just regained some strength at this time, and when he saw that Bei Minghao had kissed her again, he was also very cooperative and stroked Bei Minghao's thick back with both hands, and Bei Minghao began to kiss from Zhaojun's upper body, lips, neck, twin peaks,

Bei Minghao slowly sucked these two grapes, and in his abdomen, Zhaojun flowed out again, and Bei Minghao drank a lot.

At this time, Bei Minghao fought again, Bei Minghao was like a fierce beast at this time, and at this time he was tirelessly fighting on Zhaojun, but Zhaojun was trying his best to cater to him.

After the clouds and rain in Wushan, the two of them fell asleep deeply, diluting and blinking their long eyelashes, and a blush appeared on their cheeks, like a drunk ripe peach, and the satin-like smooth skin radiated light.

Bei Minghao was stunned, and Zhaojun said shyly: "Sleep, I'm still tired." "Let my husband sleep with my wife." After saying that, Bei Minghao hugged Zhaojun, but the happy event fell asleep in Bei Minghao's arms without resistance.