Ming Zhanxue sang softly and gracefully, her voice was sweet and smooth, her charm was melodious, and her singing seemed to penetrate into the soul.
Qin Yuan had some wine already, and he was delighted when he first heard the song. When he savored the meaning of the song carefully, he found every word so touching that he couldn't help but be a little mesmerized.
"Hey, are you stupid?" A string of silver bell laughter sounded in my ears.
Qin Yuan woke up as if from a dream, and then he found his wife talking beside him. She had also finished singing and said hurriedly: "My wife, this poem is well written, and the song is even better!"
"It's so beautiful, it's unforgettable and leaves you wanting more!"
Ming Zhanxue filled her own cup with wine, picked it up with her pointed fingers, held it in her palm and handed it to Qin Yuan, saying charmingly:
"My dear, I will dance one more time to see you off!"
Qin Yuan saw her gazing at him with eyes full of ripples, and he couldn't help but feel confused and infatuated. He took the wine and drank it. His lips touched the rim of the cup, and he felt a hint of sweetness. His heart began to beat wildly, and suddenly his eyes blurred. Ming Zhanxue had left her seat and was dancing slowly in the room.
All I could hear was her humming a tune softly, moving forward and backward in time with the beat. At first, she was graceful and elegant, then she moved like a fluttering butterfly, and then she moved like a flying phoenix, dancing faster and faster.
Qin Yuan was dazzled. He saw the beauty dancing to the edge of the table several times, but seemed to be blocked every time. Just when he was thinking that the room was too narrow to dance, he suddenly saw her jump lightly. She was already on the table like a light smoke, and her posture was like a willow in the wind, swaying and floating within reach.
Ming Zhan Xue Ou suddenly swung his arm, and a long white silk flew out from his sleeve, circling around his body, sometimes like a rolling cloud, sometimes like a floating feather.
Qin Yuan was dazzled when he saw Ming Zhanxue jump lightly from the stone table to the chair. The narrower the footsteps, the more gorgeous and unrestrained the dance, and she jumped up and down as if it were flat ground.
Qin Yuan was so fascinated that his eyes were unconsciously drawn to the beauty's breasts. Looking from below, he saw that they were as tall as peaks, extremely full and plump, and swayed endlessly during her dance, as if they were about to burst through her clothes. His heart was pounding and he lowered his head in panic.
The bright snow danced around the house, getting closer and closer. Xiao Xuan was clearly holding his breath, but a sweet fragrance like flowers and honey penetrated his lungs. He couldn't help but look up again, and saw the beautiful woman's dimples, looking at him with affection, and her eyes were sweeping towards him, which made his soul flutter.
He was hoping that the beauty would come closer, but he saw Ming Zhanxue stomping his feet, and the person flew backwards, and landed on the ground with a graceful figure like a goddess scattering flowers.
When it touches the ground, the tip of the lotus lightly touches the ground, and then it slowly rises up like a colorful phoenix riding on the wind, and then dances on the ground like a kite flying and a fish leaping, as nimble as a dragon and as graceful as a startled swan.
Qin Yuan was so fascinated by the scene that he didn't know the time in the world.
Ming Zhanxue flew back to Qin Yuan and stood in front of him as light as a swallow, sweating profusely and breathing slightly.
Qin Yuan naturally stretched out his arms to catch it. Ming Zhanxue glanced at him, then suddenly lost her footing and fell into the man's arms.
Qin Yuan hurriedly hugged her and immediately felt warmth in his arms, with two extremely plump and soft things nestled against his chest.
"Does this dance please my husband?" Ming Zhanxue asked charmingly.
At this moment, her forehead was covered with sweat and her cheeks were flushed, which made her look even more beautiful.
"She is the most beautiful woman in the world, rare to find!" Qin Yuan exclaimed.
Ming Zhanxue smiled like a flower, her eyes flickered, and she said in a sweet voice, "I'm thirsty. Give me some wine."
Qin Yuan immediately poured a glass of wine and handed it to Ming Zhanxue, but she refused to take it and just stared at him.
Qin Yuan understood what he meant, brought the cup to his wife's mouth, and fed her to drink slowly.
Ming Zhanxue drank and looked at him. Seeing his beautiful eyebrows and lips, and gentle eyes, he suddenly fell in love with him. He suddenly put his arms around the man's neck, held the wine in his mouth, raised his face and kissed him.
Qin Yuan's heart exploded, and he felt his lips soften, and his wife had touched them.
Almost at the same time, a tender little tongue came out and gently pried open her lips, followed by a stream of wine mixed with sweet saliva slowly flowing into her mouth.
Their lips met, from low to high, and a trickle of wine overflowed from the corners of their mouths.
Ming Zhanxue sat up from his knees, hugged him tighter with his arms, and continued to feed the wine into his mouth from top to bottom.
The wine was fragrant and the woman was charming. Qin Yuan and Ming Zhanxue had been married for a long time but had never seen such a scene.
I guess he is going on a long trip, and I don’t know how long it will take before we can meet again.
This is why my wife is so proactive.
Qin Yuan understood what she meant and fell in love with this charming and lovely wife.
He couldn't help but feel his soul going numb. The moment his wife knelt down, a flash of white snow caught his eyes. It turned out that her collar had loosened at some point. He felt extremely tempted and suddenly reached out his hand to hold one side of her collar through her clothes.
Ming Zhanxue trembled and moaned, her tongue stirring around in the man's mouth, and the kiss became more and more anxious.
Qin Yuan rubbed it hard and was about to take the next step.
But Ming Zhanxue pushed him away.
Before Qin Yuan could come to his senses, Ming Zhanxue whispered in his ear, smiling, "Husband, please don't hurt our child."
Qin Yuan then suddenly realized that his wife was pregnant and it was not appropriate for them to have sex.
Ming Zhanxue glanced at him coquettishly, her pretty face flushed, and she knelt on the ground coquettishly, lowered her head, tore off Qin Yuan's clothes with her hands, brushed away the fallen hair and wrapped it in her mouth.
Qin Yuan's body tensed up, and he felt his wife stuttering. The taste in her mouth was extremely warm and tender, and his heart was melted by his wife's sucking.
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September 22nd, everything is good.
Yan Jiaoran ordered Li Yaoshi and Murong Yanran to lead 20,000 troops of the Shen Ce Army to Jiangnan.
At this moment, she was standing on the city wall, watching the army leave the city.
Spears were like forests, flags covered the sky, and the cold armor gleamed with a cold light under the scorching sun; the armor was mottled with indelible bloodstains, reflecting a heart-pounding light in the sunlight.
Looking at the majestic and murderous army in front of him, Yan Jiaoran was very satisfied. Such power would surely scare the aristocratic families in Jiangnan.
The civil officials standing on the city wall and watching were frightened by the military appearance. Even those who claimed to have seen the world were secretly worried and regretted their original decision.
It seems that they shouldn't be so blatantly hostile to the empress and hinder the advancement of policies.
What if the entire Great Zhou implemented the "tax distribution according to land" policy?
Every policy has its own countermeasure.
They have plenty of ways to get this tax back from other sources.
Why should we confront the powerful empress?
well……
This damn competitive spirit...
Everyone regretted it too late.
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That night.
Yan Jiaoran was lying on the bed.
Her eyes are as white as silk and her cheeks are as rosy as peaches. Perhaps she is drunk, or perhaps she is in love. She looks unusually charming and beautiful.
You bastard, I’m coming!
Your wife is pregnant, you must want it very much, right?
Just follow me into the palace!
Yanran is leaving, no one can stop me anymore!
I'm going to be a tyrant!
Humph!
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