"Okay, stop crying, look at your face crying, huh? Like a little flower cat. Reaching out and hooking the tip of He Lian's nose, Dong Zhuo lowered his head and kissed the tears off the corners of her eyes.

"I'm hard enough to be like this, don't let you humiliate me like this again." He Lian buried her head in Dong Zhuo's chest, sobbing and saying angrily.

"No, not anymore." With a straight face, no matter whether He Lian could see it or not, Dong Zhuo said very solemnly, but unfortunately it was only a moment, and Dong Zhuo's face hung a thief smile again: "From now on, you are my Dong Zhuo's, it completely belongs to me Dong Zhuo, I want your people, and your heart belong to me." After speaking, as if it was a stamp, he lowered his head starting from He Lian's forehead, eyes, nose, and lips...... All the way down, there are traces of him that are not missed.

"Hmm......" muttered, He Lian writhed her delicate body very cooperatively, and a refreshing feeling penetrating the bone marrow arose spontaneously from the tip of her heart.

But this time, the war did not spread again, and after kissing the small slender feet all the time, Dong Zhuo lay back beside He Lian again and said with a hint of childishness: "This time, no matter what you say, the person is mine." ”

He Lian's face was flushed, and the repeated stimulation made her emotional again, panting, her eyes were shining, and her black eyes stared straight at Dong Zhuo's face, as if she wanted to imprint Dong Zhuo's whole person into her eyes, at this moment, Dong Zhuo's ugly face was so reassuring in He Lian's eyes.

On this day, Dong Zhuo didn't get up to practice martial arts, and on this day, the two were so tired of whispering to each other.

After handing over his body, He Lian didn't have as many scruples as before when she talked to Dong Zhuo, and calmly told Dong Zhuo about Liu Zhuo, Dong Zhuo was not ambiguous, and immediately responded, and it was only at this time that He Lian had some aftertaste, and He Miao asked her to come over, maybe this was exactly what she did.

It is said that it is born from the heart, He Lian has no ambition, and he does not want his only son to be manipulated like a puppet, it is said that after getting out of the whirlpool of Luoyang by fake death, he should be full of leisure, but for some reason, after coming to Chang'an, He Lian's face rarely shows a smile again, every day is sad and sad, and his face will soon look old, He Miao is anxious in his eyes, and then he thought of himself after arriving in Chang'an, and suddenly had an idea.

is similar to He Lian, He Miao has no ambition in his heart, this kind of pursuit of power and fame is only available to their ambitious and talented brother He Jin, after going to all positions, and Dong Zhuo is waiting for him to eat, drink and play, He Miao has no other thoughts in his heart, the only thing that can make him worry is only his only sister, even Liu Bi, is a dispensable existence in He Miao's heart.

Men are always full of fantasies and **, He Miao's peace of mind is actually more that he lacks nothing, and women are to men, in addition to fantasy and their own physiological needs, it is more of a psychological support, and what He Lian lacks is this. As soon as He Miao thought about it, he hit Dong Zhuo with his idea.

At this point, in fact, it is no wonder that He Miao, He Lian's identity is too special, and the best result is to be imprisoned by others and lose her lifelong freedom, like Liu Wei, the two of them can't see the sun at all, in such a situation, which man dares to shoot at her? He Miao thought about it, and finally found that only Dong Zhuo could give He Lian what others could not give again, and after planning and agitating, the development of things was unexpectedly perfect.

After receiving the news that He Lian was connected to the inner mansion by Dong Zhuo, the first thing He Miao did was to run back to the house and toss the woman Dong Zhuo rewarded by his side.

Everyone has **, He Miao is no exception, He Miao's feelings for He Lian are very sincere, but even so, no one will be willing to be confined for life to live, even having a child has to be under the noses of others, and even what secrets are there in his woman, maybe those who supervise him know better than him.

This kind of life, no matter how you look at it, can't make people indifferent.

He Miao is not wrong to think about He Lian, but if he can make He Lian good at the same time, he can also end his indefinite captivity life, that would be good. Sure enough, not long after He Lian entered the mansion, the monitoring of He Miao was almost revoked under Dong Zhuo's instructions, and even Liu Wei and Dong Zhuo personally selected the daughter of an ordinary family for him in Chang'an to marry, and everything was not much different from He Miao's calculation.

Approaching the end of the year, Dong Zhuo has become more busy, in addition to the government affairs to be dealt with every day, he is also busy appeasing the women in the house, and as the end of the year is getting closer and closer, Dong Zhuo and Zhen Jiang's family affairs are getting closer and closer, in just a few days, Dong Zhuo's whole person seems to be haggard, and he has lost a whole circle.

The end of the year is approaching, the generals and civil officials who have been guarding from all over the country have returned one after another, and Chang'an City, in the midst of the noise, welcomed Dong Zhuo after he settled in Chang'an, the first huge family affair.

"Bye." In the loud singing, I saw Dong Zhuo being shouted like a puppet, blowing and beating on the high hall, the room was full of guests, Dong's mother sat on the top, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, her eyes swept over Zhen Jiang's buttocks under the red brocade from time to time, and her eyes showed a trace of satisfaction in her eyes, and her spirit was strong.

"Bye-bye." Concise and clear, without any superfluous long sounds, Dong Zhuo grabbed the red silk in one hand, turned around and knelt down to Dong's mother, Zhen Jiang on the side saw the same, and also knelt down, his body was tense, and his clothes were full at once, and the delicate place was exaggeratedly revealed.

As far as everyone's eyes could see, the smile on the corner of Dong's mother's mouth suddenly became bigger.

After two bows, the master of ceremonies suddenly stopped making a sound, and a maid had already stepped forward to support Zhen Jiang and help him to return to the new house, leaving Dong Zhuo alone to face the congratulatory voices of everyone who came up.

Didn't have three prostrations?

Yes, there are no three prostrations.

In ancient times, wives were a very special existence, because the ancients could blatantly distort the "little third child", which is a fact that can distort a woman's heart, so there is a distinction between wives and concubines.

Zhen Jiang's identity, compared to Dong Zhuo, cannot become a wife in any case, not to mention that with the princess of Wannian in front, a concubine room is already her best home, and a concubine room, at the beginning of the old things, at most, is to put a table of banquets and banquet guests, it will not be as fanfare as Dong Zhuo at all, and it can be regarded as Dong Zhuo's compromise with reality.