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At night, Wuhuan Khan sent people to deliver clothes for men and women to attend the banquet.
In line with local customs, Chen Jie ordered everyone to change clothes, but found that the maid was missing a piece of clothing.
Du Yaoyao was still frightened by the Third Prince's prying eyes in the morning, so she said, "How about I not go? You can just leave a few people to guard outside the tent."
Shen Jie hesitated. Yan Jin did not go to the horse racing, but he had to attend the banquet. He was worried about just guarding Du Yaoyao.
Tonight we have to discuss border exchanges, and he cannot be absent.
While he was hesitating, a man came from outside the tent to deliver the woman's clothes and reminded him that it was the first time that the Khan was hosting a bonfire party for the envoys, so everyone must be present, otherwise it would be considered impolite.
Chen Jie asked someone to check the clothes, and Du Yaoyao put them on after dressing up.
She painted her face thickly yellow, drew her eyebrows thickly black, and wore a coarse linen dress, looking mediocre and ugly.
Chen Jie instructed, "Try not to touch the food and water at the banquet, stay with the other maids, and if you need anything, come to me and Yan Jin, and don't run around alone."
"Okay." Du Yaoyao responded obediently, fiddling with a string of red beads on her skirt with her fingers.
The banquet was held in a square on the grassland, with a bonfire burning brightly in the center. The Khan and the Queen sat at the top, with tables for princes, concubines, and ministers on both sides.
After Chen Jie paid his respects to the Khan, he sat down in the envoy's seat, followed by Du Yaoyao and several maids.
The aroma of barbecue mixed into the night, sizzling in the light of the fire.
Hong'e used the tip of the knife to cut a piece of lamb leg meat, put it on the tip of her tongue and chewed it slowly. Two flames of love ignited in her eyes, blazingly surrounding the first row on the left.
Chen Jie was wearing unusual clothes, but his handsome appearance could not be concealed. When talking with the third prince Nu Hai, he sometimes raised his eyebrows, sometimes pursed his lips, and was humble, polite, and high-spirited.
Hong'e swallowed the chewed piece of meat, as if swallowing him together.
Soon, her gaze moved back and fixed on the one among the five maids who had red beads on her skirt and was constantly wiping her sweat.
The maids' dresses were all hung with pearls; the first four sets of pearls were bright red, and the last set was pure red.
If you don't look carefully, you can't see it, but it is particularly clear in the light of the fire.
Hong'e tried to figure out what Du Yaoyao was thinking.
Du Yaoyao showed up in front of Nu Hai early in the morning. She must have been afraid to attend the banquet. Unfortunately, the maid was short of one piece of clothing, so she might have hoped to stay by chance. Later, someone sent more clothes and asked everyone to come. She had to come, and she wore the last set sent.
The inside of this dress is sprinkled with colorless and odorless aphrodisiac powder, which evaporates when heated, causing people to sweat and feel hot at first, and then hallucinations and desire. Even a chaste and virtuous woman would turn into a lewd and lustful woman.
Hong'e glanced at Nu Hai's handsome face and strong body. Such a good man was too cheap for Du Yaoyao.
She poured a bottle of wine, handed it to Khan, and chatted with him in a sweet voice for a while. When Khan made an excuse to leave, she showed a triumphant smile at the corner of her lips.
There is a poem in Da Chu that says, "Mandarin ducks sleep together in the quilt, and a branch of pear blossoms overshadows a crabapple."
Why should Du Yaoyao have a taste of what she had endured?
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Du Yaoyao is suffering from the heat.
Maybe it was because she was wearing too many clothes or because she had drunk too much, but she was sweating all over and her stomach felt like it was burning.
She was thirsty just now, and when Chen Jie and Nu Hai were together, she secretly asked Yan Jin to find her a glass of water.
Unexpectedly, Yan Jing was careless and mistook the wine jug for a water jug, and she drank the clear liquor in one breath.
At this moment, I felt hot and feverish, dizzy and could hardly stand.
"Master Yan, the young lady drank the wine by mistake and seems to be drunk." A maid whispered in Yan Jin's ear.
Yan Jin was talking to the eldest prince of Wuhuan. Hearing this, he frowned and waved his hand, "Find another maid and send her back together."
"yes."
Du Yaoyao was supported by two maids back to the tent.
Sweat poured down her forehead, washing away the yellow powder covering her face, revealing the faint white skin on her cheeks.
The banquet square was some distance away from the living tent. After Du Yaoyao walked a short distance, her legs felt weak and her body twisted.
It’s itchy, so itchy, it’s so itchy!
The nipples wanted to be pinched and eaten hard, the pussy was dripping with hungry liquid, and the clitoris was clamoring to swallow the huge and long thing.
Two Wuhuan soldiers walked by under the moonlight, and she even had hallucinations, seeing the faces of Chen Jie and Song Xingkai.
If she hadn't been held back by two maids, she would have rushed forward.
Wine can arouse passion, but it will never be so strong. Du Yaoyao forced herself to sober up and told a maid, "Go and call Chen Jie back."
She asked another one, "Where is the water? I want to wash my face."
To counter aphrodisiacs, you can only rely on cold water.
The grassland is vast and water is scarce. The maid asked a few people and found out that there was a river about two hundred meters away.
"Help me over." Du Yaoyao really couldn't hold on any longer. The feeling of being burned by desire was extremely uncomfortable.
She struggled to move to the riverside and leaned over to dive into the cold stream.
The water washed away the yellow powder and eyebrow black, and then lifted it up, revealing a beautiful and clean face.
There was a "bang" sound behind her. Du Yaoyao turned around and saw the maid being knocked down by the burly man.
A hoarse laugh came from the old man, "She is indeed a natural beauty. The queen is not lying to me."
Du Yaoyao looked closely and saw the Wuhuan Khan, with wrinkles all over his face, striding towards her in the grass that was half a person's height.
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