Wu Feng lay lazily on the plump thighs of the beauty next to him, his face pressed against the beauty's soft belly, and bursts of fragrance filled his nostrils. Life in the imperial capital is so comfortable. Less than a week after His Majesty the Emperor's funeral, everything seems to have returned to its original state, especially for local officials like them who were originally from outside the vassal, unlike these court officials who have lived in the imperial capital all their lives. The senior officials were still worried about the war in the north, so they could play and enjoy themselves leisurely without so many worries.
Faced with the invasion of powerful enemies from the north, the once fierce debate between the DPRK and the Central Government over the selection of the throne seemed to have lost its confidence. Almost everyone's attention was attracted by the occupation of the north, especially the wars in Qinghe, Cangzhou and Peiping. It's even more eye-catching.
Qinghe Mansion is the northwest gate of the imperial capital. Once Qinghe is lost, Kaman's army can attack and approach the imperial capital. The Fourth Army Corps is already making final preparations before the battle and is about to go to Qinghe to reinforce the city guard regiment that is now under tremendous pressure; Cangzhou is the imperial capital. The consequences of the fall of the North Gate of Qinghe were the same as those of Qinghe. Two divisions of the Guards Corps have already marched to Hulao Pass, an important town in the north of the imperial capital - located at the junction of the Zhongzhou Special Administrative Region and Cangzhou Prefecture. Together with the Third Corps, they have built a barrier to prevent the jam A solid barrier for the Man people to move south. The situation in Beiping Prefecture seems a bit strange. The main force of the Puer people has been focused on the goal of capturing Beiping Prefecture. A full 250,000 of the 300,000 troops of the Puer people's southern invasion have been invested in Beiping Prefecture. This is obviously an attack on Beiping Prefecture. The recapture of Yanyun County has been coveted for a long time and is determined to be won. The attitude of the Duodun Kingdom, which has always maintained good relations with the empire and Situ Tai, is particularly important at this time. However, at this time, the Duodun Kingdom declared martial law on the border and announced that it would conduct military exercises at the end of the year. This adds to the uncertainty of the situation in the north.
The charcoal fire in the room became more and more intense, and the heat emitted made the person immersed in love feel even more hot all over. Slowly, the finely embroidered satin jacket was taken off, and the slightly transparent snow-white lake silk covered the inside. The pink color on her body also showed through, but it was exactly the gift she gave to the other person. A pair of proud peaks, filled with a voluptuous sweet fragrance, swayed in front of Wu Feng's eyes. Wu Feng, who was full of affection, lifted up the beauty's lake silk underwear from the skirt tied around her waist. Her tender skin was smooth and smooth, like gelatin. His fingers slowly moved along her white belly, bit by bit. A little bit of the skirt was inserted into the waistband, and the warm and jade-like lower abdomen was rising and falling rhythmically under Wu Feng's big hands. He gently moved the skirt and the round jade navel was exposed, making Wu Feng even more excited. A burst of fire broke out.
He simply stood up and hooked the beauty's pink neck. The two heads immediately overlapped and sat together, then rolled towards the depths of the big bed. He took off his clothes with a whistling breath and shook the gauze curtain three times. Shake, the curtain was immediately lowered.
"No, Feng Lang, what time is this? What should I do if someone comes? If the sisters know about it, how can you let me see people?!" The voice was coquettish, but the tone was not very firm.
"Who will come at this time? Sisters who don't know the relationship between you and me, how can they gossip? You are a big lady, and you need to behave like a big lady. You don't have to worry about small things with them. Seriously, but I think Shuangying and Ajie are also sensible people and won't gossip." He smiled and untied the beauty's lake silk underwear, and the two pink shoulder straps ran along the smooth jade-like shoulders. The deep cleavage slid down, and the two arched cotton embroidered cloth bags just covered the two protruding balls of soft flesh. The beautiful scenery was not enough for outsiders to understand.
Seeing Ai Lang staring at her chest with a burning gaze, the beauty, who had long since crossed the magpie bridge but was still unmarried, still felt a hint of shame. With a cry, she threw herself into Ai Lang's arms and pulled her away. The long skirt, obscene trousers and trousers were also slid down by Wu Feng's savage grabbing. The sunlight shining in through the open tiles on the roof made the white and rosy pink skin really moving. The naked beauty hurriedly went deep into the bed. Crawling everywhere, there was a faint dark red groove between the two twisting plump breasts, which made Wu Feng's eyes almost want to spit out fire.
The two fiery bodies immediately rolled into a ball. As the bra, long skirt, and obscene pants were thrown out from between the tents, the large carved boxwood bed suddenly trembled, and moans as light as a flute came from the tent. After coming out, the tent trembled from time to time as if suffering from malaria. However, later on, the trembling frequency became higher and higher, and the moaning sound became louder and faster, accompanied by bursts of heavy breathing, and I don't know how long it took, but finally calmed down with a high-pitched scream.
After calming down, the infatuated men and women seemed to still be savoring the sexual intercourse just now. They didn't speak for a long time, but just leaned on each other and fell asleep silently with their necks crossed.
"Feng Lang, do you plan to stay in the imperial capital like this? From my perspective, the situation in the north is critical at the moment. I am afraid that it will be difficult to decide on the candidate for the throne within a month. Originally, His Highness was very powerful and had a strong voice in winning the bid, but Yan The fall of Yunjun has caused him to completely lose his reputation among the people of the empire. No matter how capable he is, he will never be able to make a comeback." The beauty's fluffy head was pressed against Wu Feng's chest. Qian said faintly: "I always feel unsettled when I stay in this imperial capital. I'm afraid that I have to go back to the northwest before my heart can settle down. I really want to return to the northwest as soon as possible."
"Well, although His Highness missed a trick this time, it is not a done deal. His main military force is busy controlling the northern part of the East China Sea. He probably did not expect that the Kaman and Puer people would choose this place. When the time comes to go south, although Yunzhong has fallen, Peiping is the capital of Yanyun, and he will not give up easily. As for Cangzhou, it depends on what His Highness thinks." Wu Feng replied calmly, "Before the candidate for the throne is selected, , I cannot leave the imperial capital. Firstly, I am too sensitive. Secondly, I estimate that even if a certain prince wins the throne, the power of other princes will be temporarily recognized and consolidated, so that a temporary compromise can be reached. Of course This also lays the foundation for the future civil war. I have to stay here to fight for more benefits for our northwest. At the same time, I also need to observe who is the most suitable ally for our northwest. Every scene will only happen in this imperial capital It’s difficult to get an accurate, timely, clear and comprehensive understanding of the inside story from other places, so I can’t leave for the time being.”
"But if Qinghe and Cangzhou are lost, the imperial capital will be very dangerous. By then, the situation will become more complicated, and you may not be able to leave even if you want to." Lifting Zhen's head, his golden hair gently touched Wu Feng The beauty asked with concern.
"Well, I will naturally be able to flexibly control this and adapt to changes. I will not be so stupid that the Kaman people come to the city to think of a solution. It's just that the time is not ripe yet, and I have to stay for a while." Wu Feng patted the beauty lovingly. Fat buttocks, "Don't worry, your husband won't be easily dealt with. If you're not sure, I won't just come to Beijing casually. I have my own arrangements."
She was determined to love her husband, and Angel also knew that there must be a hidden secret behind her love. She also knew that she could not interfere in these matters, and that she could not change his decision, so she let go of other thoughts and stayed focused on Ailang's arms were deliberately tender.
The soft footsteps continued until they reached the door and then stopped, "Miss, Miss."
Startled, Angel quickly stood up, but Wu Feng pulled her into his arms, "It's Mi'er."
"Let her come in to dress you and me. She is your dowry girl anyway. It would be better if she learns to serve the master earlier." Wu Feng smiled evilly and pulled half of the brocade quilt to cover their naked bodies. .
After grabbing Ai Lang hard, Angel glanced at Ai Lang affectionately, and said coquettishly: "You are eating in your mouth, looking at the bowl, and thinking about the pot. You men are all like this!"
With a smile, Wu Feng's big hand pressed the bright red spot on the top of the beauty's bulging jade peak and pinched it hard, "If a man is not bad, a woman will not love you. This seems to be the most popular classic motto among the upper class in Beijing these days. .”
After rolling her eyes at the other person, Angel stood up and asked loudly: "Is it Mi'er? What's going on?"
"Miss, Miss Qing Ke, Qing Shi, and Qing Yun are here. Mi'er has arranged for them to wait in the study." The crisp voice was like an oriole coming out of the valley, but there was some shyness and hesitation in the words, and she probably expected them to arrive in the room. There is more than just a young lady here.
She tapped Wu Feng's forehead with her green-white jade finger. Angel's face flushed, "Huh, you said you came to me, but you didn't want to inquire about you, the great lover, from me. Let's go. Let’s go together, so as not to have the three sisters come to visit us every once in a while. Honey!”
"Hey!" The crisp words were particularly pleasant to the ear.
"Come in and help me get dressed." Seeing Wu Feng scratching his head in embarrassment, Angel covered his mouth and smiled.
"Miss, slave—" The delicate voice outside the door immediately became much quieter.
"Damn girl, why are you so shy? You will be in my room sooner or later, so why should you be ashamed?! Hurry up, lest I catch a cold all of a sudden." Angel scolded with a smile.
With a "squeak" sound, a slender figure sneaked in quietly, with a delicate face as shy as a red cloth, and the mandible was about to drop as he held his chest. "Miss, uncle."
"Mi'er, it's not like I don't know you. Don't be so shy. Go and serve the Marquis and get dressed." Angel had already sat up at this time, with her white jade peaks standing proudly. She generously picked up her bra and buckled it on the jade mound. While dressing, Wu Feng had already put on his trousers, but his naked chest and legs still made the little maid called Mi'er so embarrassed that she didn't know where to look.