When Gu Jin and his party returned to their royal city, the envoy of the Northern Han had been waiting for two days, anxious that they could not find the horse master.

And the chess pieces laid by Han Qing delayed Mu Yun's pace, which had an effect, and Mu Yun's envoy had just arrived in the city.

Han Qing got out of the carriage and immediately joined his own people, but unexpectedly, the group of stupid subordinates couldn't recognize his voice, and arrested him, and he was angry.

When the leader Yang Cheng received a report from his subordinates, he said that he saw a man with an unattractive appearance who was taking a horse token and was arrogant about to break into the army, so he immediately ordered him to be tied up and brought up.

"Yang Cheng hasn't seen him for a few days, and he's getting bolder?" Han Qing saw Yang Cheng sitting comfortably on the chair drinking tea, his face became more and more ugly, and he said with a hideous smile.

When Yang Cheng saw the person who was escorted up, he immediately knelt down in fright with a familiar "settling account" smile on his lips.

"Yang Cheng doesn't know if it's a horse, it's not intentionally disrespectful, I hope the horse master will forgive." Yang Cheng couldn't say anything about his suffering, so he hurriedly stepped forward to untie him.

Who knew that the horse master was disguised as a stranger.

"Hmph, I'll settle accounts with you when I go back, and immediately find someone similar to me to bring me and ask someone to bring my clothes." Han Qing moved his legs and feet, sat down in the chair and ordered.

"I don't know what to do with someone?" Yang Cheng asked suspiciously.

"So many why, go quickly." Han Qing was already angry, and when he saw that he was still asking questions, he was angry, and kicked Yang Cheng violently, urging him out.

"Yes...... Be...... Is it ......" Yang Cheng was in pain and didn't dare to ask more, so he hurriedly went out to find someone.

"Whew...... It hurts. Han Qing covered the wound on his chest that was stretched, inhaling in pain, unable to stand on his heels.

Red Sleeves was holding a new set of clothes, and when he saw Han Qing looking like he was about to fall down at any time, he quickly put down the tray, helped him sit down, and said with concern: "Master, you breathe, don't be angry."

Red Sleeves sprinkled the potion on Han Qing's face, and slowly pulled off the ordinary mask, revealing a magnificent handsome face underneath.

"These idiots!" Han Qing looked at the bronze mirror, reached out and touched his true face, twisted his eyebrows and scolded.

Red sleeves waited for him, put on new clothes, tied the waist seal, and comforted: "Master, they are mediocre people, naturally they are not as good as you."

Han Qing smelled the woman's fragrance on her body, and her heart that had been abstinent for a long time immediately opened a gap, her long hand wrapped around her willow waist, her fingers were obsessed with the softness of her clothes, and her handsome face smiled evilly: "It's still the red sleeves that are the most intimate."

"Master ......" red-sleeved eyes were like waves, and his delicate body automatically stuck to Han Qing, muttering in his ear.

For a while, the spring light is infinite and the scenery is beautiful.

The white gauze on Han Qing's chest, in the coquettish voice of the beauty, was dyed with a little scarlet blood plum blossom.

Since ancient times, heroes have been sold in the arms of beauties, and cold-blooded people such as Han Qing are no exception.

"Tell me, the master of the horse has found it." The hidden door was suddenly pushed open with a "bang", and the spring light in the room was unobstructed.

Han Qing was frightened, the red flag immediately fell to the ground, and the red sleeves screamed in panic, protecting his hands on his chest.

Han Qing quickly turned sideways to block their view of the red sleeves, and hurriedly pulled up her clothes to wrap her seductive delicate body, and tightly protected her in his arms.

Then, he turned around and looked at the two culprits viciously, and scolded: "Look at it again, I gouged out your eyes!"

The two of them hurriedly covered their eyes, and they couldn't help but crack their fingers open a gap, and continued to peep at the beauty of the horse master.

"Look!" Han Qing put on a piece of clothing, and seeing that they were thieves and difficult to change, he even wanted to peek at his woman, his angry face was distorted, and he walked over and kicked them several times, and the scenery under the clothes loomed in his gestures.

Han Qing saw their squinting eyes, and a ruthless look surged into his eyes, grabbed the long knife on their bodies, and the knife fell from his hand, and a human head fell to the ground, and his frightened expression froze on the blood beach.

Yang Cheng's color heart immediately fell into the ice cave, his legs were weak and he knelt on the ground, begging for mercy: "The master of the horse spares his life, the master of the horse spares his life......"

Han Qing gritted his white teeth, held the knife and looked at Yang Cheng, who was constantly kowtowing, snorted and threw down the knife, turned his back, and said in a deep voice: "In the future, if you dare to look at the red sleeves, this person will be your end, and this time I will bypass your life."

"Thank you, the grace of the horse master not to kill." Yang Cheng kowtowed heavily and said that he wanted to skip school and leave.

Han Qing stepped on his back and wanted to escape, and said with a long look of malice and a malicious joke: "Heh, Manager Yang, it's not so simple to leave, you can only leave after licking my feet clean."

Yang Cheng was shocked when he heard this.

"Lick it!" Han Qing stuffed his toes in front of Yang Cheng's mouth and commanded sharply.

Where did Yang Cheng do this, in order to survive, he humiliated Han Qing's white feet, stretched out his tongue and licked them carefully.

Han Qing's feet are more delicate than ordinary people, the instep is fleshy, not smelly at all, but the entrance is very smooth and soft, and it smells very fragrant.

Han Qing felt that his toes were being held in a warm and moist mouth, disgusted, kicked his head away, and ordered: "Go, find me another person who looks like me."

"There is no resemblance, the only resemblance has been beheaded by you." Yang Cheng replied tremblingly.

“……”

"Forget it, forget it, you crawl out for me, I don't have an order, don't walk on your feet." Han Qing waved his hand irritably.

"Yes......" Yang Cheng didn't dare to look up, and glanced at Han Qing's white and delicate ankles, with a trace of fierceness in his eyes, he endured humiliation, and crawled out on all fours like a turtle.

Yang Cheng climbed out all the way, and when the others saw it, they all pointed at him and smiled: "Turtle grandson."

Han Qing, sooner or later, you will lie at my feet and lick my fingers. Yang Cheng thought viciously in the ridicule of everyone.

"There is not enough success, but there are more failures." Han Qing scolded with a big grin, thinking that his toes had been touched with saliva, he felt strange and sick to his stomach, and couldn't help but wipe it on the ground.

"Master ......" Red Sleeves snuggled into his arms and said aggrievedly.

"Alright, you go down first." Han Qing touched her head and said.

He was so disturbed that he had no interest at all.

Red Sleeves reluctantly went down, resenting those two uninteresting subordinates in her heart, ruining her good deeds.

At night, with the defeat of the day, they began to control the territory, and the black spread, shrouding everything in the world, and the banquet of the ancient gold kingdom slowly began.

"Prime Minister Muyun - Li Junye enters the hall." As the eunuch's words fell, the long horn sounded, making a whining sound.

Li Junye wore a snow-white wide-sleeved dress, led the two envoys, and steadily stepped into the venue, his clothes fluttering, like an extraordinary immortal in the sky.

The people present nodded secretly in their hearts, and praised in their hearts that they were worthy of being the prime minister of Muyun, and their bearing was really different.

Ye Luzheng and Ye Hehua secretly bit their ears and said: "This Li Junye's demeanor is really extraordinary, among the people I have seen, there is really no one who can compare to him." I'm afraid that I will have to compare with the concubine of Beihan. ”

Ye Hehua looked at his snow-white tall figure, nodded and said, "Li Junye's bearing is indeed extraordinary, and I have to look at Han Qing to make a comparison."

"Muyun's prime minister, Li Junye has come to visit Gujin, and I wish Gujin King Wan'an." Li Junye stood there, bent down in a hurry, and said hello.

His voice is like the sound of jade colliding crisply and elegantly, very refreshing and beautiful.

Yelu Zhangwen smiled and nodded, and Li Junye happily took his subordinates to take a seat.

"Han Qing, the Northern Han Horse, is here." The horn sounded again, and the footsteps in the venue proudly stepped into a slender figure, as bright and dazzling as a diamond, as if it was equipped with a magnet, and people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Dressed in a tight black robe, it outlines straight and beautiful proportions, and the ghost face on his face makes him a little more mysterious.

"Why is he wearing a mask, he can't even see his chin." Lu Luzheng looked at Han Qing and said with a sad face.

Han Qing seemed to hear his words, turned his head slightly, and secretly snickered.

"Hehua, he seems to be smiling at me." Yeluzheng was overwhelmed by his elegance, and said blankly clutching his chest.

"Is he the emperor's brother-in-law?" Ye Hehua stared at the familiar figure and muttered thoughtfully.

"Hehua, which of them do you say is more perfect?" Ye Luzheng looked at Li Junye on the left and Han Qing on the right, and made a difficult choice.

Ye Hehua couldn't help but smile and said: "Prime Minister Li Cheng's infinite demeanor and Han Yuma's infinite elegance are both unattainable in my opinion, and they can't compete with each other."

"Hehua, how do you say I compare with them?" Ye Luzheng couldn't help but ask his friend.

"Ah Zheng, naturally he also has his own strengths that others can't compare." Ye Hehua gave comfort.

"What strengths do I have that they can't compare?" Yeluzheng asked curiously.

"Uh, uh......"

"Ye Hehua, you're finished, I'm going to break off my friendship with you." Ye Luzheng said angrily.

"Ah Zheng in my eyes, naturally they can't compare, no matter how good they are, my friend is only you." Ye Hehua hurriedly saved the jealous friend and said.

"Ye Hehua is late in hindsight, if you want me to forgive you, it's simple, isn't Han Qing your imperial brother-in-law, if you let me see his true face, I will forgive you." Yelu said with a threat of friendship.

"But the emperor's brother-in-law may not see me......" Ye Hehua said with a frown.

"I have a way, you can ...... after the banquet" Yeluzheng quietly bit his ear next to Yehwa's ear.

"I'll try ......" Ye Hehua glanced at Han Qing's figure and said hesitantly.

At the banquet, Li Junye didn't mention anything, and the staggered dinner came to an end.

After the banquet, Han Qing lay on the bed tiredly, smoking a jade-mouthed pipe in his mouth, and his long eyes were half-closed.

"Buckle ......"

"Who is it?" Red Sleeves put down the embroidery in his hand, stood up and opened the door.

"I'm Ye Hehua, and I have something important to say to my imperial brother-in-law." Yehehua pleaded at the door with an attendant.

"Wait a minute." Red Sleeves closed the door, returned to the house, and asked Han Qing, who was swallowing clouds.

"Let him in." Han Qing half-raised his eyes and said lazily.

"Yes." Redsleeves went out and opened the door for them.

"He's not an outsider." Ye Hehua saw the red sleeves staring at him, and the little guy who had been keeping his head down said.

Redsleeves opened the door and let them all in.

"Brother-in-law is well, I am the prince of Beihan, Jehovah, and I have come to say hello." Ye Hehua walked into the back room step by step, stood in front of the bed and greeted the people looming in the tent.

"Come here." Han Qing said lazily, his voice was indescribably gorgeous and seductive, and it made people's hearts itch.

Red Sleeves stepped forward to open the tent, Han Qing handed her the jade pipe in his hand, and sat up bonelessly.

"Imperial sister-husband" Red Sleeves stepped back and put the pipe on the desk, revealing the person behind him, and he saw that the person's face and mind were blank.

He couldn't think of the words to describe that peerless elegance.

The scars on his face were so charming, and Yeluzheng beside him was also directly stunned.