There was a icy rain in Shancheng, and the ground was wet and reflected.
Xue Chongxun, who was half lying next to the brazier, suddenly heard a loud sing outside: The desert is dusty and sunny, and the red flag is half rolled out of the gate.The front army fought in the Yellow River in the night and had already captured Tuyuhun alive.
Good poems, good poems!
Xue Chongxun immediately praised the house. Before he could appreciate the poem, he praised it without hesitation.
Thinking about Wang Changling hasn't written poetry for a long time, Xue Chongxun thought that he had no poetic feelings after being troubled by worldly affairs, and now it seems that his talent is still as good as his.
Just then, Murong Yan, who was wearing a long skirt, walked in with a curly curtain and said in a coquettish tone: Xue Lang was obviously fighting against Tubo people, why did the last sentence be related to our Tuyuhun?
It turns out that he is a beautiful woman with a long reputation. Xue Chongxun's eyes lit up. Seeing Murong Yan come back and clean up, she becomes more and more charming after she gets clean. From her charming face to her proud figure, she is amazing.
It may also be because he is safe now and his mood has changed. In short, Xue Chongxun feels that Murong Yan is much more beautiful today than when he was in the Tubo King's tent.
Xue Chongxun covered his face, his left cheek was swollen. He spoke inadvertently and his mouth was so wide that it was pulled into the bruises. He covered his hands for a moment, and then carefully protected the wound and said: The goal of this battle in the Tang Dynasty is to capture and kill those who intend to surrender to Tubo. The greatest strategic value is also here, so it is better to capture Tuyuhun instead of attacking the tent of Tubo. After all, we have not yet severely damaged Tubo and defeated him, just to avoid Tuyuhun surrendering to the enemy.
Murong Yan showed a charming smile and praised delicately: Xue Lang put on armor and looked like a tiger, and on a long robe, like a great scholar, which made people admire him very much... After saying that, two red glows appeared on his face.
Xue Chongxun was stunned and thought to himself that day I killed Fu Lu, and she seemed to be much colder to me; why did she become sweet today, just say it nicely?
At this time, Murong Yan walked to his side and exhaled as if she was orchid: Xue Lang and Wang Shaobo also talked about a song, let me see your literary talent.
Xue Chongxun thought about it and could not recall any poem about war for a while, so he said that song: How many people in the war have been back in ancient times, but Murong Yan has never heard of it.
After a while, Wang Changling might have felt the sacrifice of the soldiers under his achievements, so he recited another song: The elm leaves in Guancheng are sparsely yellow, and the clouds and sands are in the ancient battlefield at dusk.Please return troops to cover up the dust and bones, and don’t teach soldiers to cry.
Xue Chongxun sighed: Wang Shaoboshi is still agile, I can't handle it anymore.Shao Bo is here, how about going into the house to have a cup of poems and essays?
Wang Changling said tactfully: Xue Lang has returned from hard battle and has a rest. I will write a memorial on your behalf to report the great victory in Tuyuhun of the imperial court, but I have lost my companion.
Xue Chongxun looked at the glass bottle on the table next to him and said: We can only drink the grape wine. Pour a glass of it. My bones are hurting and I really don’t want to move.
After hearing this, Murong Yan walked up and poured the blood-red wine into the crystal clear glass cup and brought it over. Xue Chongxun looked at the transparent glass cup and unknowingly thought of the modern glass goblet containing red wine. He thought to himself that this thing has always been made of transparent cups?
When he raised his hand and was about to pick it up, Murong Yan said: You can't move? Come on, I'll feed you.
After saying that, he took a sip, slowly put his vermilion lips over, his eyes closed gently, and his eyelashes were squirting very beautifully.
This Xianbei woman is indeed more enthusiastic and generous than the Han people, but Xue Chongxun pressed her finger on her lips.
Murong Yan opened her eyes, and her eyes were filled with resentment and embarrassment. After all, it was a very shameful thing for women anywhere to take the initiative to offer their red lips.
Xue Chongxun pondered for a moment and said: I know that the Murong family is loyal to the Tang Dynasty. It is not your family’s wish to form an alliance with Tubo, so you don’t have to.Although we killed Fulu and asked Tuyuhun for war horses, cattle and sheep, we still hoped that the alliance with Tuyuhun would be friendly and solid, rather than conquering and threatening with force...
Murong Yan was stunned for a moment, and a smile suddenly appeared in her eyes: Isn’t it better to apologize for my great hero in the Tubo tent that day?
Xue Chongxun frowned and said: The alliance between the Tang Dynasty and Tuyuhun will not be affected by this accident. I will continue to help the Murong clan stabilize the throne. The Tuyuhun nobles who instigated the surrender this time will be arrested and escorted to Chang'an for guilt... Who is guilty? Just give a list of Khan secretly. Do you understand what I mean?
Taking the opportunity to eliminate the hostile forces of the Murong family, Xue Chongxun played the same trick of fighting against the differences, which was a complete mutual benefit: the Murong family could use the power of the Tang Dynasty to eliminate opponents and get back real power; at the same time, the Tang Dynasty supported a pro-Tang regime to stabilize the situation in Qinghai.
I understand, I understand you are thinking that I treat you well because of my consideration of strengthening the relationship between the two states. Do you want to use the strength of the Tang Dynasty to make profits for the Murong family?
Xue Chongxun was silent.
Murong Yan approached her mouth and whispered in his ear: Then I'll ask you a question?
But it doesn't matter.
Murong Yan smiled, but said in a low voice: After arriving in Shancheng, I learned that it was August 20 that Xue Lang received the secret envoy of the King on August 20th, and suddenly started to attack on August 23rd. Then, in just three days, he rushed to 300 to 400 miles out of the frontier... I was very confused. Since Xue Lang was anxious to stop Tubo and Tuyuhun from forming an alliance, why did he delay three days before setting off?If you don’t dare to be too anxious considering the lack of troops, why do you have to travel hundreds of miles in three days to throw all the supplies, food and grass in Shanzhou?
Xue Chongxun said: There are only 12,000 Shence Army, and I didn’t make up my mind at first.
What I know is that it was only three days later that Xue Lang learned that I was forced to go over to negotiate peace on August 23rd. It was a coincidence.
Murong Yan gently touched Xue Chongxun's chest with his fingertips, and you quietly admitted that I didn't say it out. It's actually not embarrassing. Why don't you admit it?
What do I admit?Xue Chongxun answered casually.
Murong Yan straddled Xue Chongxun's legs. Just as his eyes were full of affection, Xue Chongxun cried out in pain: Ouch, my legs.
What's wrong?Murong Yan raised her red lips.
Xue Chongxun said: There is injury.Murong Yan said with a heartache: How much injuries have you suffered? Show me.After saying that, he went to untire his robe.
After untied the top, Xue Chongxun's chest was blue and purple, as if he was beaten by a fat beating in a fight with someone.
He said: I was wearing a hundred-straining armor, and I couldn't see through swords, guns and arrows. I couldn't block the blunt weapon. There were only two swords on my body, but I couldn't count the bruises... I felt that a few pieces of bone were broken, and the doctor said it was okay.
Very good goal.
Murong Yan said softly, why do you even want your life?Last time I came to Shanzhou with Fulu, I didn’t agree to let me stay. It was because I was not good, and I regretted it later.Could you keep me again?
Xue Chongxun smiled and said: Then shouldn’t I kill Fu Lu first and then steal his wife?
Murong Yan had spring in her eyes, and her wet tongue gently licked her red lips and said softly: Then you take me away, who told you to win? She had no choice but to commit herself to the powerful conqueror.
Jide Zuzan also got it, but unfortunately I got it again... Xue Chongxun was in a good mood. When I thought of this, I couldn't say it was happy. If one day I broke into Luoshecheng and raped his wife, it would be the happiest!
Murong Yan carefully stroked his scarred chest. The strong man may not be good. The one who made women unable to control himself the most was a protector like Xue Lang. I was so desperate that day, and I wanted to die but couldn't do it. As a result, it was even more uncomfortable than death. I didn't like barbarians like Jide Zuzan.At this moment, I suddenly heard Xue Lang's name...
Then are you unable to control yourself now?Xue Chongxun said.
Murong Yan's fingers slowly moved down and said with a red face: Isn't it hurt there, right?Xue Chongxun hurriedly said: No, otherwise I would have become a too...a eunuch?You touched it, it was already hard!
Why are you talking so roughly... Murong Yan's face suddenly became so hot.
Xue Chongxun smiled and said: How can you make you want to die if you are not rough?
Murong Yan lowered her head and reached out to take out the thing. She bit her lips lightly and stared at it with her eyes widened, holding it in her hand.
Xue Chongxun felt the warm tenderness, moaned in his heart, and said lewdly: Hold it with his mouth...will it?
The wounds on your body?Don’t you need to cut interest rates?Murong Yan said angrily.
Xue Chongxun suddenly reached out and reached into her collar, grabbing a soft, smooth and warm white rabbit, with indescribable comfort. This ancient woman didn't have that annoying bra, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to catch two hard wires with just one grab?
He swallowed and said: I'm going to steal your life, so why are you still hurting me?
Then... Murong Yan buried her head and said tremblingly, as long as you like it, you can...
After a while, Xue Chongxun was stunned. The warm and soft touch suddenly rushed into her mind along her body. She felt completely indescribable. She grabbed Murong Yan with a squeezing forcefully, probably causing Murong Yan to get hurt. She screamed muffled, but her mouth was blocked and she couldn't scream.
When Murong Yan leaned over, he put his other hand into her clothes, and neither of his hands was empty. Because he was stimulated by her little mouth, his hands were even more greedily kneaded, as smooth as water. When his fingertips touched the hard object on his nipple, he pinched it with his index finger and thumb and rubbed it back and forth...
At this time, his body no longer felt pain. It was probably because other feelings were too irritating, which pressed down the sore bones and muscles.
Is it true that he is defeated? This woman leaning over her legs is a beautiful woman of all ethnic groups in the northwest.
Xue Chongxun, who was half lying next to the brazier, suddenly heard a loud sing outside: The desert is dusty and sunny, and the red flag is half rolled out of the gate.The front army fought in the Yellow River in the night and had already captured Tuyuhun alive.
Good poems, good poems!
Xue Chongxun immediately praised the house. Before he could appreciate the poem, he praised it without hesitation.
Thinking about Wang Changling hasn't written poetry for a long time, Xue Chongxun thought that he had no poetic feelings after being troubled by worldly affairs, and now it seems that his talent is still as good as his.
Just then, Murong Yan, who was wearing a long skirt, walked in with a curly curtain and said in a coquettish tone: Xue Lang was obviously fighting against Tubo people, why did the last sentence be related to our Tuyuhun?
It turns out that he is a beautiful woman with a long reputation. Xue Chongxun's eyes lit up. Seeing Murong Yan come back and clean up, she becomes more and more charming after she gets clean. From her charming face to her proud figure, she is amazing.
It may also be because he is safe now and his mood has changed. In short, Xue Chongxun feels that Murong Yan is much more beautiful today than when he was in the Tubo King's tent.
Xue Chongxun covered his face, his left cheek was swollen. He spoke inadvertently and his mouth was so wide that it was pulled into the bruises. He covered his hands for a moment, and then carefully protected the wound and said: The goal of this battle in the Tang Dynasty is to capture and kill those who intend to surrender to Tubo. The greatest strategic value is also here, so it is better to capture Tuyuhun instead of attacking the tent of Tubo. After all, we have not yet severely damaged Tubo and defeated him, just to avoid Tuyuhun surrendering to the enemy.
Murong Yan showed a charming smile and praised delicately: Xue Lang put on armor and looked like a tiger, and on a long robe, like a great scholar, which made people admire him very much... After saying that, two red glows appeared on his face.
Xue Chongxun was stunned and thought to himself that day I killed Fu Lu, and she seemed to be much colder to me; why did she become sweet today, just say it nicely?
At this time, Murong Yan walked to his side and exhaled as if she was orchid: Xue Lang and Wang Shaobo also talked about a song, let me see your literary talent.
Xue Chongxun thought about it and could not recall any poem about war for a while, so he said that song: How many people in the war have been back in ancient times, but Murong Yan has never heard of it.
After a while, Wang Changling might have felt the sacrifice of the soldiers under his achievements, so he recited another song: The elm leaves in Guancheng are sparsely yellow, and the clouds and sands are in the ancient battlefield at dusk.Please return troops to cover up the dust and bones, and don’t teach soldiers to cry.
Xue Chongxun sighed: Wang Shaoboshi is still agile, I can't handle it anymore.Shao Bo is here, how about going into the house to have a cup of poems and essays?
Wang Changling said tactfully: Xue Lang has returned from hard battle and has a rest. I will write a memorial on your behalf to report the great victory in Tuyuhun of the imperial court, but I have lost my companion.
Xue Chongxun looked at the glass bottle on the table next to him and said: We can only drink the grape wine. Pour a glass of it. My bones are hurting and I really don’t want to move.
After hearing this, Murong Yan walked up and poured the blood-red wine into the crystal clear glass cup and brought it over. Xue Chongxun looked at the transparent glass cup and unknowingly thought of the modern glass goblet containing red wine. He thought to himself that this thing has always been made of transparent cups?
When he raised his hand and was about to pick it up, Murong Yan said: You can't move? Come on, I'll feed you.
After saying that, he took a sip, slowly put his vermilion lips over, his eyes closed gently, and his eyelashes were squirting very beautifully.
This Xianbei woman is indeed more enthusiastic and generous than the Han people, but Xue Chongxun pressed her finger on her lips.
Murong Yan opened her eyes, and her eyes were filled with resentment and embarrassment. After all, it was a very shameful thing for women anywhere to take the initiative to offer their red lips.
Xue Chongxun pondered for a moment and said: I know that the Murong family is loyal to the Tang Dynasty. It is not your family’s wish to form an alliance with Tubo, so you don’t have to.Although we killed Fulu and asked Tuyuhun for war horses, cattle and sheep, we still hoped that the alliance with Tuyuhun would be friendly and solid, rather than conquering and threatening with force...
Murong Yan was stunned for a moment, and a smile suddenly appeared in her eyes: Isn’t it better to apologize for my great hero in the Tubo tent that day?
Xue Chongxun frowned and said: The alliance between the Tang Dynasty and Tuyuhun will not be affected by this accident. I will continue to help the Murong clan stabilize the throne. The Tuyuhun nobles who instigated the surrender this time will be arrested and escorted to Chang'an for guilt... Who is guilty? Just give a list of Khan secretly. Do you understand what I mean?
Taking the opportunity to eliminate the hostile forces of the Murong family, Xue Chongxun played the same trick of fighting against the differences, which was a complete mutual benefit: the Murong family could use the power of the Tang Dynasty to eliminate opponents and get back real power; at the same time, the Tang Dynasty supported a pro-Tang regime to stabilize the situation in Qinghai.
I understand, I understand you are thinking that I treat you well because of my consideration of strengthening the relationship between the two states. Do you want to use the strength of the Tang Dynasty to make profits for the Murong family?
Xue Chongxun was silent.
Murong Yan approached her mouth and whispered in his ear: Then I'll ask you a question?
But it doesn't matter.
Murong Yan smiled, but said in a low voice: After arriving in Shancheng, I learned that it was August 20 that Xue Lang received the secret envoy of the King on August 20th, and suddenly started to attack on August 23rd. Then, in just three days, he rushed to 300 to 400 miles out of the frontier... I was very confused. Since Xue Lang was anxious to stop Tubo and Tuyuhun from forming an alliance, why did he delay three days before setting off?If you don’t dare to be too anxious considering the lack of troops, why do you have to travel hundreds of miles in three days to throw all the supplies, food and grass in Shanzhou?
Xue Chongxun said: There are only 12,000 Shence Army, and I didn’t make up my mind at first.
What I know is that it was only three days later that Xue Lang learned that I was forced to go over to negotiate peace on August 23rd. It was a coincidence.
Murong Yan gently touched Xue Chongxun's chest with his fingertips, and you quietly admitted that I didn't say it out. It's actually not embarrassing. Why don't you admit it?
What do I admit?Xue Chongxun answered casually.
Murong Yan straddled Xue Chongxun's legs. Just as his eyes were full of affection, Xue Chongxun cried out in pain: Ouch, my legs.
What's wrong?Murong Yan raised her red lips.
Xue Chongxun said: There is injury.Murong Yan said with a heartache: How much injuries have you suffered? Show me.After saying that, he went to untire his robe.
After untied the top, Xue Chongxun's chest was blue and purple, as if he was beaten by a fat beating in a fight with someone.
He said: I was wearing a hundred-straining armor, and I couldn't see through swords, guns and arrows. I couldn't block the blunt weapon. There were only two swords on my body, but I couldn't count the bruises... I felt that a few pieces of bone were broken, and the doctor said it was okay.
Very good goal.
Murong Yan said softly, why do you even want your life?Last time I came to Shanzhou with Fulu, I didn’t agree to let me stay. It was because I was not good, and I regretted it later.Could you keep me again?
Xue Chongxun smiled and said: Then shouldn’t I kill Fu Lu first and then steal his wife?
Murong Yan had spring in her eyes, and her wet tongue gently licked her red lips and said softly: Then you take me away, who told you to win? She had no choice but to commit herself to the powerful conqueror.
Jide Zuzan also got it, but unfortunately I got it again... Xue Chongxun was in a good mood. When I thought of this, I couldn't say it was happy. If one day I broke into Luoshecheng and raped his wife, it would be the happiest!
Murong Yan carefully stroked his scarred chest. The strong man may not be good. The one who made women unable to control himself the most was a protector like Xue Lang. I was so desperate that day, and I wanted to die but couldn't do it. As a result, it was even more uncomfortable than death. I didn't like barbarians like Jide Zuzan.At this moment, I suddenly heard Xue Lang's name...
Then are you unable to control yourself now?Xue Chongxun said.
Murong Yan's fingers slowly moved down and said with a red face: Isn't it hurt there, right?Xue Chongxun hurriedly said: No, otherwise I would have become a too...a eunuch?You touched it, it was already hard!
Why are you talking so roughly... Murong Yan's face suddenly became so hot.
Xue Chongxun smiled and said: How can you make you want to die if you are not rough?
Murong Yan lowered her head and reached out to take out the thing. She bit her lips lightly and stared at it with her eyes widened, holding it in her hand.
Xue Chongxun felt the warm tenderness, moaned in his heart, and said lewdly: Hold it with his mouth...will it?
The wounds on your body?Don’t you need to cut interest rates?Murong Yan said angrily.
Xue Chongxun suddenly reached out and reached into her collar, grabbing a soft, smooth and warm white rabbit, with indescribable comfort. This ancient woman didn't have that annoying bra, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to catch two hard wires with just one grab?
He swallowed and said: I'm going to steal your life, so why are you still hurting me?
Then... Murong Yan buried her head and said tremblingly, as long as you like it, you can...
After a while, Xue Chongxun was stunned. The warm and soft touch suddenly rushed into her mind along her body. She felt completely indescribable. She grabbed Murong Yan with a squeezing forcefully, probably causing Murong Yan to get hurt. She screamed muffled, but her mouth was blocked and she couldn't scream.
When Murong Yan leaned over, he put his other hand into her clothes, and neither of his hands was empty. Because he was stimulated by her little mouth, his hands were even more greedily kneaded, as smooth as water. When his fingertips touched the hard object on his nipple, he pinched it with his index finger and thumb and rubbed it back and forth...
At this time, his body no longer felt pain. It was probably because other feelings were too irritating, which pressed down the sore bones and muscles.
Is it true that he is defeated? This woman leaning over her legs is a beautiful woman of all ethnic groups in the northwest.
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