Seeing the beauty's eyebrows slightly furrowed and her face puzzled, Li Yuanjing snorted and said, "It's Fang Jun's stick! Could it be that Mingyue has forgotten this old friend? Huh! In Chang'an City, about you, There are a lot of rumors about the two of them having a romantic relationship!”
The beauty was just dazed for a moment, and then she stepped forward and hugged Li Yuanjing's arm, half of which was soft and plump and pressed against it. Her jade face seemed to be stained with a layer of rouge, and even her crystal ear beads were a little red, and she was infinitely shy. The water in her beautiful eyes was full of water, and she said with a smile: "Your Majesty has wronged me! Although the slave family once entered a brothel, they kept their bodies like jade. When this body served the Prince, it was already a perfect body. Could it be that the Prince didn't know it?"
Beauty is like jade, and clear tears are like beads.
That touch of sadness and shyness, even if it is a heart of stone, will turn into tenderness...
What's more, His Highness King Jing, who has always been gentle, affectionate, and compassionate?
Li Yuanjing quickly put his arms around her slender waist, but his face was still ugly: "How could I not know that you are pure and pure? It's just that there were a lot of rumors in the market at the beginning, and they must not be groundless. Even if you can maintain your innocence under Fang Jun's covet, but The blessings of the mouth and tongue, the desires of the hands and feet, I think they must be allowed to do whatever they want..."
As soon as he said this, he was shocked.
She is just a singer, just making fun of herself. How could she be so jealous over such a trivial matter?
Could it be that... I really have true feelings for this beautiful woman?
This is absolutely not possible!
He is a majestic prince of the Tang Dynasty, with great ambitions and ambitions, and a desire for domination. How can he fall in love with a singer who is like a chess piece?
Although I have to cooperate with the forces behind this woman now, it is just a lie. If one day I really will rise to the top of the sky, these people will all die...
However, the beauty had long since burst into tears. Her fragrant body snuggled into Li Yuanjing's arms, and she said sadly: "The slave family has experienced changes in their family, and they are miserable and helpless. Unfortunately, they have entered the world of mortals. How can they do it voluntarily? Even if they retain their innocence, I have given my heart to the man I love, but how dare I offend such powerful and dandy people? I only want to serve the prince for the rest of my life, working as a cow or a horse, without any second thoughts, I hope you will have mercy on me..."
Holding this fragrant and soft body in his arms, Li Yuanjing immediately reacted, turned over and pressed her on the couch, lifted up her skirt and got in, saying vaguely: "Yes, yes, it belongs to me. Wrong, but this king is so mean because of his love for Ming Yue. Come on, let me comfort the beauty, and I will serve the beauty today..."
The beauty's pretty face was filled with clouds, and she fell down on the couch, panting softly.
It's just that those beautiful eyes looking straight at the rafters are full of resentment...
I am a beautiful woman, but I am born alone and cannot help myself?
*****
In Guanzhong in winter, the sky is slightly bright.
The red sun has not yet risen, and there is mist floating between the distant mountains. The mountain ridges, city walls, roof ridges, and roads are all covered with unmelted white snow, making them cold and silent.
There are already pedestrians rushing on the street leading to Lishan Farm.
Today, Lishan Farm has long become a small market town. Vendors from Chang'an, Tongguan, Xinfeng, Xianyang and other places in Guanzhong come here to buy various fruits and vegetables produced in nearby greenhouses and sell them to various places. They also brought special products from various places for purchase by nearby farmers, porters, and shops.
At that time, more than a thousand refugees were homeless. Fortunately, Fang Jun wrote to the emperor and gathered them here. In addition to the original farmers and tenants of Fangjia Farm, a large number of nearby poor farmers, small traders and hawkers had gathered in the past few years. Later, it gradually formed the largest settlement near Lishan...
Two horses rode slowly from the bottom of the mountain. They were dressed in bright clothes and angry with the horses, but the common people and merchants on the road did not pay attention.
In this Lishan Farm, I don’t know how many stewards from various palaces, princess palaces, and even palaces in Chang’an City come to purchase fruits and vegetables. These people are all very impressive and arrogant, but who dares to ride horses and disturb the people at will? Oppressing the good?
It should be noted that this Lishan Farm is Fang Erlang’s territory!
When you get here, if it’s a dragon, you have to coil up, if it’s a tiger, you have to den, and if it’s a dog, you have to keep your mouth shut to avoid getting into trouble!
Are you serious about causing trouble? Do you really think that Fang Erbangchui, who is extremely protective of his shortcomings, is just for free?
Regardless of whether you are a relative of the emperor or a son of a noble family, I can’t beat you to death...
The two horses slowly and leisurely came to the farm and stopped at the entrance of a breakfast shop. Immediately, two knights in fine clothes dismounted and tied the reins to a row of large locust trees on the side of the shop. However, a sudden One after the other, walk into the breakfast shop.
The door of the shop facing the street was open. Because it was too early, there were not many tables of customers yet.
However, the white steam in the back kitchen is steaming, and a fragrance floats out, which arouses appetite...
A diner was sitting at a table at the door, waiting for the food he bought to be delivered. He was very bored, so he smiled and said: "The store has really good vision. This store is one of the best in the entire Lishan Farm. I don’t know how many people wanted to buy it, but it ended up in your house. They must have spent a lot of money, right?”
The curtain in the back kitchen was opened, and a young woman with flowers and hairdressing in commoner clothes came out. She wore an apron around her waist. Her face was plain and simple, but her extremely beautiful face still showed charm. Her waist was tied with an apron. She is also slender and not as bloated as an ordinary woman.
The diner's eyes lit up, lingering obscenely on the woman's towering breasts and slender waist, his greed evident...
The woman turned a blind eye and just smiled cheerfully: "It doesn't matter how much money you spend. If my daughter is attracted by the people around Fang Erlang, it will be a virtue that she has cultivated for eight lifetimes. My family also wants to be like the previous shop owner." Like, if you follow your daughter to eat well and drink spicy food, why do you need to wake up early and work hard at night?"
As he spoke, he placed a porcelain bowl in front of the diners.
The bowl is made of rough porcelain, but the tofu curd in the bowl is crystal clear, like white jade...
The diner reached out to take the bowl, but accidentally touched the woman's hand.
"Snapped!"
The woman knocked off the diner's hands with her backhand, raised her eyebrows, put her hands on her waist and said angrily: "Okay, you idiot, eating tofu is a lie, but you are here to take advantage of me, right? You are really blind. With a dog’s eye, I want to ask who is taking advantage of me in this three-thirds of an acre of land on the farm? Be careful that my man is angry and chops it up with a knife to make stuffing for steamed buns!"
Unruly, fierce, and sharp.
The diner was not annoyed, instead, he had a shy face and greedily looked at the woman's face, which was pretty even when she was angry. He chuckled and said, "What do you mean by that? I, Duan Er, are An Guo." The internal affairs officer in the palace is more or less a figure in Chang'an, right? Everyone knows the meaning of coming to your small shop to eat in the rain every day. I pity you for being a beautiful and intelligent woman. You have a good appearance. A woman like you is born to enjoy happiness. Why bother to endure hardships and burdens with a cripple and manage these despicable things? As long as you nod, I will take you as my concubine, and I will raise you as your daughter. , As for your lame husband, I will give him a sum of money, enough for him to marry another prostitute, and everyone will be happy, what do you think?"
There was another table of guests next to him, and there were three or four well-dressed diners sitting there. Wen Yan, one of the diners said: "Duan Er, you are really wicked. With that kind of money, why don't you go find a young girl? You want to break up this family so that you can have a good life." A couple!"
Duan Er was very proud and said: "You know nothing! How can a girl with a yellow flower that has not yet bloomed be as gentle and considerate as a woman who knows both cold and heat, and is gentle and considerate?"
Someone else reminded: "This is Lishan Farm, the second room of the house. Please be careful. The signboard of Duke An Guo's Mansion is very useful in Chang'an City. Everyone gives Duke An Guo and Princess Jiujiang some respect, but in the I’m afraid it won’t work here.”
"Hey! I still don't believe it! Even if his second roommate is the overlord of Chang'an City, he can still care about my noisy affairs? I'm not robbing him, I'm paying him!"
Duan Er disagreed.
Those people shook their heads and said nothing.
It was a good intention, but he did not appreciate it because he kept the name Anguo Gongfu. If he continued to talk about it, wouldn't he be asking for trouble?
The few of them looked at each other and ate in a tacit understanding, finishing early and leaving early to avoid being implicated by this idiot. In case Fang Erlang found someone to settle accounts later, he found out that they were also present and took them with him to clean up. Wouldn't that be an unjust death?
They all know that if they offend Fang Erlang, their master will not intercede for them...
The woman was very angry, her pretty face flushed, and she glared at Duan Er: "If you are itching and unbearable, you might as well go to Pingkangfang and play in Pingkangfang. What kind of skill is it to go in front of a woman and insult her?"
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