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The blue tiles are lightly powdered, and the pink walls are cleverly decorated with flower windows. The warm sunlight shines through the horse-head wall, leaving behind a curtain of quietness.
The war of swords and spears suddenly faded away, and time became so peaceful in this back garden. The water rippled slowly under the curved bridge, and plum blossoms dotted the corners of the building.
Yang Zhi wore a purple silk dress with flowers and butterflies and a pink silk skirt with lotus root silk. She waited for her husband's return with tears of joy in her eyes. The other women were also dressed up. They were all beautiful and charming.
As the saying goes, there are three thousand beauties in the harem. Qin Mu felt that he was a little useless. With only a few beauties standing in front of him, he was already overwhelmed.
"Don't cry! The king has returned victoriously, and all the beauties should smile, haha, smile..."
"I'm not crying!" The beautiful young lady Xiang Fei stepped forward and asked with her eyes as bright as stars: "Sir, I just want to ask, is Zuigong Pavilion fun? And... what does it mean that the drunkard's intention is not to drink?"
"You are so good, Yun Qiao'er, how dare you plant a spy next to me? I will beat your ass to pieces today... Lift your butt!"
Qin Mu tried to pull it, but failed.
Yun Qiao'er danced as gracefully as a butterfly and dodged lightly. Originally, the beauties all had tears in their eyes, but after hearing the little girl's teasing, they all smiled brightly. At that moment, all the flowers bloomed, and the fragrance was overwhelming.
Dinner was served in the spacious flower hall, and Qin Mu called several women to come and eat together to celebrate. The aroma of the hot wine filled the room, the delicacies on the stove were steaming, and there were laughter and joy in the hall, a scene of great joy.
Yang Zhi sat next to Qin Mu, glancing at him from time to time. Qin Mu leaned over to her ear and whispered, "My dear, it's only been a month since we last met. Don't you recognize your husband?"
"My husband has lost weight." Yang Zhi said with pity. She served him a bowl of steaming ginseng soup. "My husband is away fighting. Even though I miss him, I can't take care of him. Now that my husband is back, I personally made this soup to nourish him. Please drink it while it's hot."
Qin Mu took the bowl of soup, drank it all in big gulps, then licked his lips and asked, "Anything else?"
"Husband!" Yang Zhi couldn't help but reveal a coquettish look. How could you drink bowl after bowl of this ginseng soup, or you would get weird.
Qin Mu said calmly, "What I mean is, if there is any left, my lady, have a bowl too. You have been working hard alone in the capital these days, and you have to worry about me, your husband. I am afraid you haven't had a good sleep. My lady should also have some nourishment."
Upon hearing this, Yang Zhi's eyes suddenly became wet again. She looked at him tenderly and said, "Seeing my husband return safely is better than anything else for me."
"Come, pour some wine. Today, our family will have a good time drinking together. I will first toast to my virtuous wife."
"I would like to pay tribute to my husband for his successive victories, and congratulate the prosperity of our great Qin state, and the people of the world for living and working in peace and contentment..."
"No, no, no. Madam, please don't mention the people of the world. Tonight, it's just our family. If you mention the people of the world, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink this wine. I have to go to the study to review the memorials immediately."
"Well, let's not talk about it, let's not talk about it." Yang Zhi's smile became more intense, and they raised their glasses to each other. Everything was in that tender smile.
When the wine was strong, Bian Yujing played the zither, and Li Xiangjun performed a song and dance. She was as light as a butterfly, with lotus steps lightly moving, and her waist was so soft that people could mistake her for a willow in the wind. She had a brocade wrapped around her head, and partridges flew up her silk sleeves, as light as the flying swallow dancing on her palm in the Han Palace.
With graceful dancing posture, stunning appearance, black hair and fluttering colorful fan, she looks like a fairy or spirit.
Outside the window, a huge moon is flying over the eaves. The woman under the moon sometimes raises her wrist and lowers her brows, sometimes stretches out her hands lightly, and clasps the fan in her hand together, like a dragon painting with a pen, her jade sleeves swaying in the wind, and the music is clear in her ears. The folding fan in her hand is like a wonderful pen and a silk string, turning, swinging, opening, closing, twisting, round and curved, like flowing water and moving clouds like a flying dragon or a dancing phoenix.
Qin Mu was very excited and cheered repeatedly, and raised his glass to invite him to drink from time to time. Yang Zhi was also very happy today, and drank a few glasses with her. Her face turned red. She was a little drunk, so she quickly asked Gu Hanyan and Dong Xiaowan to come up and drink with her;
Gu Hanyan was worse than her. She was already tipsy and adorable after just one glass of wine. But Dong Xiaowan, who was always elegant and graceful, could drink a little.
As for Yun Qiaoer, the girl was still young and Qin Mu never allowed her to drink. She could only watch dryly from the side. During this time, she secretly tasted a sip and her brows were immediately twisted together. Qin Mu happened to see it and couldn't help laughing.
"Sir, this wine is so spicy, what's so good about it?"
"Go away, little girl. If you dare to drink secretly again, I'll spank you."
"Sir, let me give you some sugar."
Drinking white wine with sugar? That's quite creative, but... Qin Mu threw a tantrum at him and said viciously, "You still dare to make trouble? I'll roast you and eat your wine with it."
There was another burst of laughter during the meal. In the end, Yang Zhi and Gu Hanyan were helped back to their rooms first because they were too drunk.
However, the more Qin Mu drank, the more excited he became. Even he was surprised that his alcohol tolerance seemed to have improved. Was it because of the training with Hong Niangzi, or was it because of the internal qigong he practiced with Fu Qingzhu
Thinking of Hong Niangzi, Qin Mu couldn't help but feel a headache. This girl was like a wild horse, and there was no telling when she would be able to calm down and settle down.
In the end, Qin Mu was helped back to his room by Li Xiangjun and Bian Yujing. I don’t know if he was drunk or not, but the feeling of hugging two beauties was really wonderful, so he just got drunk for the time being.
Li Xiangjun's boudoir is mainly pink. In this cold winter season, this bright warm color is soothing to the eye. The curtains hang down quietly, and the moon-shaped shelf is filled with quilts on the bed.
The floor stove made the room warm as spring. Qin Mu, who had just drunk some wine, couldn't help feeling a little hot after entering the room and began to pull off his light fur coat.
Bian Yujing, who had helped him into the room, was about to leave, but when she saw him, she had to step forward and help him take off his coat.
Her face was slightly red, and her expression could not hide her melancholy temperament. Her manners were full of orchids. She wore a bright yellow elegant long skirt, her black hair draped like a waterfall, and a wide piece of light yellow brocade wrapped around her chest, outlining the curve of her plump breasts.
"Yujing, do you still want to leave tonight?" Qin Mu suddenly said with a smile.
Bian Yujing's hand trembled, and her fragrant face became even redder. Li Xiangjun's giggles came from the side, and her petite body twisted slightly and got on the bed.
Her bright and delicate appearance is completely different from Bian Yujing. She is wearing a emerald green shirt and a pleated skirt with a misty green grass pattern. Her shoulders are cut into pieces, her waist is as thin as a slender waist, her muscles are as white as cream, and her breath is as fragrant as orchid. She is charming and boneless, and she is three points more beautiful.
Without being told, she took off her dress, her long black hair fluttering, her beauty as pretty as clouds. Her skin was as white as fat, her bones were soft, her breasts were tall, her charm was beyond words. Bian Yujing couldn't help but blush when she saw her.
Qin Mu stretched out his hands to hold Bian Yujing's slender waist and pulled her into his arms. Bian Yujing moaned, and her lips were sealed by him. He also held her sweet tongue and tasted it carefully.
Qin Mu gently carried her onto the silk bed and laid her across the brocade quilt. Her plump breasts moved up and down with her rapid breathing, making people want to untie her clothes to see the infinite jade dew and icy edge inside.
Li Xiangjun's delicate body came up to him actively and she took off his clothes. This petite and exquisite person was stunningly beautiful and considerate, with a slender waist and sweet voice. Her delicate body, like a scented fan pendant, made people feel infinite pity for her, and they were afraid that she would be crushed if they used too much force.
The winter night wind blew past the window, making a whistling sound on the treetops. The insects were silent, and only a few charming giggles could be heard from the small building from time to time. The night gradually deepened... ... ...
Spring has already returned to the earth in the building, and the warmth is cozy. Let's see how much spring there is this night. In the shadow of the lights, in the brocade tent, a jade arm is waving, a golden lotus is raised high. An oriole chirps, a swallow whispers... ... .
His Majesty the King of Qin, despite his busy schedule, also recited a poem to help him feel better:
In the plum blossom tent, we laughed and followed each other, and the joy and pleasure were hard to bear and we kept fighting. The spring of a hundred beauties made the soul confused, and the bones collected in front of the three peaks all melted.
Love surpasses the Yunmeng of the Chu Dynasty, and joy surpasses the traces of ice and jade in the morning dew. When love is unwilling to be severed, the sound of cocks singing at the fifth watch.
Qin Mu always believed that when dealing with military and political affairs, one must use one's heart, and when fighting on the battlefield, one must have the courage to stain one's uniform with blood. As for enjoying the favor of a beautiful woman, one should not pretend to be a hypocritical gentleman, but enjoy it as one should.
When life is good, you should enjoy it to the fullest, don't let the beauty feel resentful... ... ...
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.(To be continued..)
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