The way back was long, and the long streets were crowded with bustling people, but Yique couldn't hear what they were saying. He could only see a pair of evil eyes staring at him, and he couldn't hide from it.

"Yique, are you alright?"

Xiyan saw that something was wrong with Yique, so she asked him what was wrong.

But Yique couldn't hear the sound at all, he could only hear the "buzzing" sound around his ears.

"Yique, Yique, what's wrong with you?"

Xiyan wanted to stop, but his hand was held by a magpie, and he couldn't stop at all, so he could only be pulled by him.

Today's incident was a bit of a big stimulus to Yique, he didn't know that being a eunuch would be so humiliated.

It seemed that overnight, everyone didn't know that he was not only a eunuch, but also a monster who liked men.

Just when Xiyan wanted to break his hand and ask him properly, Yique suddenly stopped.

He raised his head and screamed, and fell to the ground in the dark.

"One magpie, one magpie ......"

His ears could hear it, and he heard the voice of the sunset approaching him little by little.

He smiled, closed his eyes, and lay quietly on the street.

"Yique, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me......"

Xiyan hugged a magpie and was at a loss. It was fine just now, but how can you say that it fell down?

His tears flowed again, and even if he were, no one would think that anything was wrong, because if he didn't shed tears, people would still find it strange.

"Yique, let's go home, I know you're uncomfortable!"

He put Yique's arm on his shoulder, grabbed his arm tightly with both hands, and walked towards home step by step.

The setting sun soon filled the streets, and the green bricks of the streets shimmered softly with warm light.

Nikko didn't have the fat woman's vicious slander, they should have walked from sunset to sunrise hand in hand. But, now he could only drag him back.

......

"Wanjun, he's been looking for you frequently these days, what's the matter?"

Chunqiu saw that Wanjun was being called by the leader for questioning every day, he could find out what he was going to ask, and he could still ask so often.

Although he is an after-the-fact person, he can see that even a man can see that there must be some ulterior secrets between them.

"We don't have anything, he just asks me for questions."

Wanjun didn't seem to care about Chunqiu's words, because he would ask several times a day these days. He didn't know what to say to him, because he was just called for questioning.

He sat in front of the mirror and looked at the make-up he had just painted.

"Chunqiu, how do you see my eyebrows?"

Wanjun picked up the eyebrow pencil and traced it on the eyebrows again.

"Du Wanjun, when is it, why are you still thinking about this?"

Chunqiu walked up to Wanjun and snatched the eyebrow pencil from his hand.

The eyebrow pencil drew a heavy black mark on his face.

"Zuo Chunqiu, what are you crazy about?"

Wanjun looked at the black marks on her face in the mirror, and felt very depressed. He didn't know why Chunqiu suddenly lost his temper.

"Am I crazy? Heh, hehe, yes, it's me who is crazy, but don't forget, I'm your man, what are you doing with that Jurchen all day long? ”

The fire in Chunqiu's eyes burned Wanjun's eyes, and it seemed that as long as he looked at him one more time, he would be able to scorch him to nothing.

"Zuo Chunqiu, you ask your conscience, where am I, Du Wanjun, sorry for you? If I really do that kind of obscene and shameless thing, what face do I have to stand in front of you? ”

Wanjun stood up and took a wet towel to wipe the black mark off.

"Zuo Chunqiu, I'll tell you again, I have no second thoughts about you, if you don't believe it, I really don't know how to tell you!"

Wanjun returned to the mirror and continued to paint his unfinished eyebrows.

"Wanjun, I, I didn't mean that, I just love you too much......"

Chunqiu walked over and hugged Wanjun's neck and kissed him lightly on the ear.

"Wanjun, I love you, please don't be angry!"

Chunqiu said affectionately with tears in his eyes.

"What do I have to be angry about, when did you Zuo Chunqiu consider my feelings!"

After Wanjun finished speaking, she stood up and walked out.

"Where are you going?"

Chunqiu asked, standing in the back.

"The leader asked me to question!"

Wanjun replied.

"Why are you still asking, what is there to ask?"

Chunqiu asked.

Wanjun didn't reply, and went straight to the leader.

"There must be something hidden from me, and anyone will ask for days on end!"

The more Chunqiu thought about it, the more wrong it became, he glanced out the door, and hurriedly ran out to follow.

"Du Wanjun, this time I must see what you and that leader are doing, what are you asking behind my back?"

He followed Wanjun all the way to the chief's room.

Before Wanjun could go in, the leader came out.

"Wanjun, why is it so long today?"

The leader asked.

"It's a bit of a delay!"

Wanjun replied.

"Come on in, I can't wait!"

The leader pulled Wanjun in.

"Look at your anxious look!"

Wanjun smiled.

Chunqiu was particularly angry when he hid behind, he thought he had been cheated and that he had been played by them.

"Du Wanjun, I found out, I want to see how you explain it?"

Chunqiu was so angry that he couldn't do it anymore, and he clenched his fists and pounded on the tree.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the more impatient he became. He did this to him, but he deceived him. What did he think of Zuo Chunqiu, was he not as good as a barbarian?

He didn't know what Wanjun and the leader in the room were doing, and he couldn't do anything but sulk here.

By chance, the leader saw Wanjun dancing in the courtyard. Although there is no music, he can still see that Wanjun's dance is very rhythmic.

The leader has also been exposed to music since childhood, and although he has not learned it, he has a pair of eyes that will appreciate. So he came to the musician in person and asked the musician to accompany Wanjun, while he sat on the side and enjoyed.

"Wanjun, what are you going to dance today?"

The leader asked.

"Neon Dress and Feather Dance!"

Wanjun replied.

"Is that the song made by the Tang Emperor?"

The leader asked.

"Yes!"

Wanjun replied.

The leader stood up and looked at the musician sitting across from him, "Do you know how to play this piece?" ”

"Back to the leader, let's try!"

The musician said.

"Okay, if you can't bounce it, you won't have a next chance."

The leader sat down, poured a glass of wine, and drank it in one gulp.

Wanjun turned around and nodded to the musicians behind her, and the musicians began to play this extremely difficult piece.

Wanjun's sleeves flew out to the music, but when he had barely jumped a few steps, he realized that they couldn't play at all.

He glanced back at the five musicians, and he saw that their hands were shaking, and the sweat on their foreheads was dripping down.

"It turns out that they won't, forget it, anyway, he doesn't know what the feather coat dance is, what I dance is what it is!"

Wanjun glanced at the leader, who no longer danced the "Feather Dress Dance", but began to dance to the musicians' tunes.

The leader drank a few glasses of wine, and as he became more and more drunk, he picked up a pot of wine, staggered to the middle, and danced with Wanjun.

"This is providence!"

The leader raised the jug, raised his head, and poured the whole jug down.

He threw the flask to the ground and walked over to take Wanjun into his arms.

"This is the will of heaven, I am the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and you are Yang Guifei!"

The leader looked at Wanjun's eyes, and the tide in his heart began to rise non-stop. He couldn't suppress his love for Wanjun anymore, and he wanted him now.

The leader whispered in Wanjun's ear, "My concubine, I want you, are you willing?" ”

Wanjun smelled the smell of wine spit out of the leader's mouth, coupled with his sexy scum, which made him want to stop for a long time. But he can't do that, he can't be so frivolous.

"Wanjun, do you want it?"

The leader's hands gripped Wanjun's hips and danced softly to the music.

Wanjun wanted to push the leader away, but the more he tried to push him away, the harder it was for him to move.

He felt that he had been held by the leader, and he was about to suffocate with an unprecedented sense of oppression.

The leader closed his eyes slightly, rubbing his hands against her, so that he had forgotten everything. He began to unconsciously let out a muffled "hum" sound, and it was getting louder and louder.

"Chief, no, no......"

Wanjun has been dodging the leader's attack?

"Du Wanjun, what's wrong, you see you have a feeling! Come, let's be the emperor and concubine of the Tang Dynasty together! ”

The leader whispered in Wanjun's ear.

Wanjun felt a strong pulse in the leader's body, and every time Wanjun's body danced with it.

"Wanjun, let's finish this neon dress and feather dance!"

The leader untied Wanjun's clothes and began to kiss him on the neck.

"No, don't......"

Wanjun shouted.

The leader's stubble was tied to Wanjun's neck, itching, making his heart really unable to calm down.

Chunqiu watched behind the tree for a long time and didn't see Wanjun come out, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

"It's been in for so long, and I haven't come out yet, no, I have to go and see!"

Chunqiu walked out from behind the tree as if no one was around, and he didn't care about the two soldiers guarding the door.

"Who are you looking for?"

The soldier asked.

"I'm looking for your leader!"

Chunqiu said.

"Our leader? What are you looking for him? ”

The soldier asked.

"I'm looking for him!"

Wanjun said.

"He's not a guest today, so you'd better go back

The soldier said.

"Don't see a guest? Hahahaha, what if I don't go back? ”

Chunqiu took a step forward and grabbed them by the shoulders, and with a hard pull, the two soldiers fell to the ground.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Two soldiers shouted.

Chunqiu pushed open the door and walked in.

"You can't go in, you can't go in!"

The two soldiers got up and ran into the room, shouting, "Someone, someone!" ”

Chunqiu saw that Wanjun was hugging the leader, and she was still writhing.

"Let him go!"

Chunqiu pointed at the leader and shouted angrily.

Seeing that Chunqiu suddenly came in, Wanjun pushed the leader away and hurriedly put on his clothes.

His panicked eyes didn't know where to go, so he could only stand aside like a child who had made a mistake, waiting for the spring and autumn to fall.

"Hahahaha, Zuo Chunqiu? You've come just in time, I've got something to tell you! ”

The leader laughed.