When Tian Bule returned to Handan, it was already dusk, and after saying goodbye to Wu Tingfang, he rode back to Xunlongju.

The biggest gain of this trip is that the beautiful Wu Tingfang and her father have established a certain degree of understanding and covenant, and under the personal guidance of Wu Yingyuan, she is more familiar with horse sex and riding skills.

In the twenty-first century, he had never ridden a horse, equestrianism was an aristocratic sport at the time, and the money to raise a horse could bankrupt him. Although he practiced his riding skills hard in this era, he was just so-so and could handle it. Following Wu Yingyuan, a master who can eat and sleep on the horse, learning the role of one day is equivalent to the actual benefit and utility of ordinary people learning for one year.

"How will Qi and Qin compete for hegemony in the future?" Tian Bule rode his horse while thinking about his future retreat. After Wu Yingyuan's reminder, he suddenly understood that there would be a battle between the Qi State and the Qin State where he was located, and he had no choice but to stand on the side of the Qi State.

He was thinking about it, and before he knew it, he had returned to the Dragon Hunting Residence, and as soon as he arrived at the door, Bai Chen stepped forward and said, "Childe, Mrs. Ya invites you to come back to her lady's mansion, and the carriage is waiting for you!"

Since that unhappy break up with Mrs. Ya, Mrs. Ya has never looked for Tian Bule again. Tian Bule thought that she had no interest in herself, but she didn't expect her to take the initiative to summon herself over. He was very disgusted with women like Mrs. Ya who blindly pursued physical pleasure, although in the twenty-first century, women who were even more dissolute than Mrs. Ya abounded. In fact, both men and women have the right to pursue happiness, doesn't he himself have **, Tingfang and other women anymore and are still messing around with flowers and grass?

Tian Bule thought about this, and let go of the mustard in his heart. If he rejected Mrs. Ya, it would be tantamount to pushing Mrs. Ya to Zhao Mu's side again, Mrs. Ya has a special identity and has an extraordinary influence on King Zhao. He has a special talent, and to a woman like Mrs. Ya, who is overly demanding, it is like a long drought and a rainstorm, if he can make Mrs. Ya fall in love with him, maybe he can make Mrs. Ya completely on his side.

He made up his mind, went back to the house, hurriedly changed his clothes, and got into the carriage. Half an hour later, Tian Bule came to Mrs. Ya's house, and under the guidance of the maidservant, he approached Mrs. Ya's bedroom. Mrs. Ya, who was wearing only a light veil, was curled up on the bed, like a tame kitten, with her breasts half-exposed, and her face was like jade.

There is a portrait hanging in the room, which shows a man, and the signature is the deceased husband Zhao Kuo. He was surprised to find that Zhao Kuo in the painting was a little similar to himself.

Tian Bule's heart rose infinitely warm, called her twice, saw that she was still dreaming, gently kissed her face, eyes, nose, and mouth, and then carefully covered her with a quilt, stood up and walked to the window.

In the endless night sky hung a full golden moon, illuminating the whole earth as if it were day. Outside the window is a small garden, the courtyard is full of all kinds of flowers, blooming, bursts of fragrance.

Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, Tian Bule's heart also calmed down. Thinking that he came to this strange and unpredictable Warring States, he drifted with the tide like duckweed, and he is still moving forward in ignorance. To be able to get to this point, in fact, a large part of it is due to luck, and it is almost impossible to have such a smooth ride in the future. He had to think about his next move.

At present, the person he is most concerned about is not Zhao Mu, but the future enemy of Qi State. Yingzheng's father was a stranger, and with the help of Lu Buwei, a big businessman on the rich side, he successfully slipped away. In the First Battle of Changping, the Zhao people were killed by the expeditionary force of the Qin State, and Yiren and Lü Buwei risked back to the Qin State for fear of retaliation, and they had no choice but to leave Zhao Ji and Yingzheng as their mother and son.

In any case, he must go to Yingzheng, and if Yingzheng can be killed in advance, then a major crisis in Qi will be automatically lifted in the future. If he kills Yingzheng, he will have to find a way to escape from Handan.

With Handan being such a heavily guarded city, if he killed such an important person who was qualified to inherit the throne of Great Qin, he would definitely attract the joint pursuit of Qin and Zhao, and even Qi would not let him go, so how could he sneak out in the future? It seems that he must first find a way to get rid of the proton identity, otherwise he will be constrained from doing anything.

"Bule!" Tian Bule was thinking about being known to kill his head. Hearing this, he was really startled, and quickly turned around.

The glamorous Mrs. Ya was dressed in a thin robe, and looked at him with a smile.

Tian Bule shrugged and said, "I thought you were asleep and scared you." Mrs. Ya moved over, and it was not until she squeezed him tightly that her slender hand wrapped around his neck, and said happily: "If you don't pretend to be asleep, how can you test your gentleness, you are really stupid enough, and you didn't even notice that people are pretending to be asleep." ”

Tian Bule was secretly surprised, his cultivation of the Dragon Descending Divine Skill had reached the peak of the second stage of the Dragon Descending Technique, and he didn't realize that Mrs. Ya was actually pretending to be asleep. Isn't that as simple as it seems?

He smelled Mrs. Ya's moving body fragrance and felt the contact of **, Tian Bule's hand couldn't help but rub and knead her plump back muscles, of course, he wouldn't let go of her erect round buttocks.

Mrs. Ya closed her eyes and enjoyed his caresses, and said dreamily: "You are really ruthless, since that day, you have not paid attention to people. I'm absent-minded about what I'm doing these days, and I'm always thinking about you. Tian Bule's heart fluttered, and he smiled: "Madame is doing something like we did on horseback that day." ”

Mrs. Ya opened her starry eyes and glanced at him, her pretty face was slightly red, she left his embrace, took his hand and said: "People have been thinking about you for so long, originally when they saw you, they immediately thought of wanting to have sex with you, but I don't know why I just want to talk to you now." Come on, your stomach should be hungry, let's go to the small building in the back garden to enjoy the moon and drink the feast, okay?"

It was the first time Tian Bule had heard her speak to him in such a gentle tone, and every time she spoke before, she would show a provocative look, which made people want to enjoy her ** immediately. Now seeing that she not only wants to get carnal satisfaction from herself, but knowing that this slut has a love for herself, her heart is full of a sense of accomplishment in conquering this difficult woman.

He had a busy day today, and he really didn't eat much. Practicing riding is already extremely exhausting, and he was about to speak, when his stomach "growled".

Mrs. Ya trembled, and after a heart-touching laugh, she glanced at him charmingly and dragged him out of the room. （http:／/.）。

The bright moon hung high in the sky, illuminating the entire large garden and the two-story building in the center of the garden.

The two were drunk and full, leaning on the railing of the building to enjoy the round and bright moon.

At the moment of 2,000 years ago, I wonder if his friends in the twenty-first century were also under the same moonlight?

Tian Bule looked at the bright moon, and the thought of homesickness rose in his heart, of course, he missed the hometown in the 21st century, and couldn't help but chant in his mouth: "A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date." Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. ”

Mrs. Ya listened to the moving verses of this poet, completely intoxicated, repeated the verses in her mouth, put her hands around Tian Bule's neck, and said, "Bule, did you give me such beautiful verses? Is there anything else down there? ”

Tian Bule was ashamed in his heart, apologized to Li Bai, and read out the rest of the poems: "If Mrs. likes it, it's fine." The last few sentences are: The moon does not relieve drinking, and the shadow disciples follow me. Temporarily accompanied by the moon will be shadowed, and the joy must be spring. I sing and wander, and I dance in a mess. When they wake up, they mingle with each other, and when they get drunk, they disperse. Eternal knot ruthless travel, phase Miao Yunhan. ”

Mrs. Ya sighed lightly and said, "When you wake up, you will mingle, and when you are drunk, you will disperse, alas, why should there be a separation between people?"

Tian Bule smiled and said: "Without the pain of parting, how can there be the sweetness when we get together?"

Mrs. Ya's body shook, and she slowly leaned her head on Tian Bule's chest, and was silent for a long time.

This kind of warm and sweet time intoxicated both of them.