Shock! The abandoned concubine cheated on the god of war and only wanted to farm

Outside the house, the cold wind was howling and the shadows of the bamboos were heavy, making a rustling sound.

Inside the house, there are two rows of tall and elegant goose-like copper stoves. The candlelight shines through the pink jade covers, mixed with the curling green smoke from the silver charcoal in the stoves, warm as spring.

Behind the green gauze curtain, Yan Shunyao lay naked on the couch with his eyes closed, allowing the girl in gauze to wipe him.

Feeling comfortable, his drooped eyelids fluttered slowly as he looked up and down at the well-behaved woman in front of him, and said lazily.

"Meier."

"I heard that Feiying is good at boudoir skills. Mei'er should go and learn from her."

Mei'er's body stiffened, and she tried to suppress her slight trembling, and whispered, "Master...Master, you don't want me?"

[Zhuhunju] Every courtyard, day or night, heard the sound of ecstasy. One day, she was curious and broke into a courtyard with her maid. She saw... saw the girls there... facing various props...

She heard the maids coming in and out whispering and realized that the girls here were learning the art of sex in order to receive customers in the future.

Although she is said to be living in seclusion, she is no different from a brothel girl.

But she was the daughter of a good and wealthy family, how could she allow herself to degenerate into a prostitute?

Yan Shunyao hugged Mei'er, whose face was covered with tears, into his arms, and gently stroked the tears on her cheeks with his big hands.

"Look at you, you are frightened. How can your son share a girl with others? I ask you to learn it and only show it to me."

Mei'er had seen Aunt Feiying seduce the young master, but the young master was unmoved. She knew that all the girls in his house were from clean families.

She said shyly: "Then...I will go and study for a few days?"

"So good!"

Yan Shunyao measured every delicate part of Mei'er's body as if he was peeling skin. The figure of Feng Ranhua appeared repeatedly in his mind.

There is also hatred towards Han Jinyan.

King Xuan and his entourage stayed in Zhuhunju for a few days, personally inspected the results of Feiying's training, and then set off back to Taiyuan.

On the road, in the carriage.

"Where did Shunyao find the girl named Mei'er?" King Xuan took a sip of the teacup, looked at Shunyao and asked with interest.

Miss Mei'er, who came with Shun Yao a few days ago, only looked a little bit like Princess Han, so he took a closer look at her.

After Feiying's teaching on her manners and makeup in the past few days, she actually looks 50% like her, especially the charming color on her brow bones which makes people fascinated.

It is a good material for jade carving.

Yan Shunyao raised his right sleeve, picked up the tea lid with his right hand and stirred it slowly, his movements were elegant, and he said in a calm voice:

"When I was recuperating in a manor in Yizhou, I saw that she looked a bit like Feng Ranhua, so I brought her back to Taiyuan. I was curious at first, but then I saw how devoted she was to me, so I took her into my room."

King Xuan sighed slightly. It was a pity that Shun and Yao did not like to share women with others. He drank tea gloomily and ate snacks like chewing wax.

Seeing this, Yan Shunyao first smiled evilly, and then his eyes flashed dangerously.

"Your Majesty, please lend me Miss Yingsheng from your mansion. Let Mei'er ask her about Fengran's preferences in painting."

King Xuan's eyes lit up, "You want Miss Mei'er to simulate a visit to the Princess of Han? How does Shun Yao plan to play it?"

Yan Shunyao put his finger to his lips and sighed, his eyes becoming more sinister: "My Lord, don't be impatient. Let me make a plan. One day I will let you see the madness of the God of War, King Han."

Shun and Yao were good at the way of hidden evil.

King Xuan laughed loudly, "I'm waiting for Shun Yao's surprise!"

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The rumors about Princess Han in Yizhou City were proven false, and the dungeon also held relatives of the Han family's servants who spread the gossip.

When the King of Han sent his servants and relatives to each household, they were speechless and came one after another to protest their innocence and cry that they had no knowledge of the matter.

Regardless of whether the rumor was true or not, one day, the four clan elders, who had always been fair, came to the door unexpectedly.

"Jinyan, you are the backbone of our Han family. You are smarter and more intelligent than your father, but how can the lineage of descendants be confused?" The old man from the four clans said earnestly with half-white beard.

Han Jinyan invited the four clan elders to taste the Queshe Chuxue tea, and then said calmly:

"Fourth Grandfather, don't worry. Hua'er and I are young and healthy, so there is no rush to have children."

The elders of the four clans had bright eyes and asked, "Why did I hear that you wanted to make your stepson the crown prince?"

Stepson, the elders of the four clans used words carefully and did not insult anyone.

Feng Ranhua in the side hall was chewing crispy dried meat, drinking scented tea, and nodded.

Han Jinyan said in a ambiguous tone: "Sir, this must be the biological son of Hua'er and me."

Feng Ranhua in the side hall paused with half a bite of jerky, feeling a little uncomfortable, although Ji'er was not greedy for the throne of King of Han.

The four elders relaxed their brows, "I said that you, Jinyan, have always been prudent and thoughtful. Feng Shi is a good person, and the other things are all accidents. We military commanders are not pedantic people."

Suddenly, there was a lot of footsteps outside the door, mixed with noise.

"Mo Yin, get out of the way! My Qian Ze... is gone, and I am the only one left! If you try to stop me again, I will die in front of you!"

"The prince is in the hall discussing matters. Please allow me to report first."

"Master Mo Yin, this is my Han family's family affair, not Yizhou's official business."

"That's right. Lord Mo Yin usually has a lot of people around him. Has he ever taken our Han family seriously?"

In the hall, Han Jinyan walked out unhappily and saw a dozen members of the Han family standing in the yard. The most conspicuous one was the second master Han who was sitting on the ground and crying.

The four elders followed out, opened the curtain, and said with grim expressions:

"As a vegetable market? They are all like shrews and shameless people. Do they have any shame?"

When everyone saw the cold and handsome face of King Han, they all lowered their heads. Then they heard the elders of the four clans giving them a lecture, and they couldn't hold back their pride.

They were not making a fuss at first, but they didn't know why Han Lao Er came to Prince Han's mansion and kept crying and making a fuss. When they saw the guards trying to stop them, they became angry.

Only Master Han cried out to Han Jinyan as if he had seen his own mother:

"Jinyan, you must save your Third Uncle! Qian'er is ignorant and has committed a crime against the world. Second Uncle apologizes to you and kowtows to you.

But the dead are gone! Second uncle...Second uncle is Qian'er's only child.

The twins are Qian'er's offspring, so you should give them back to your uncle! I have worked like a slave for you all my life, so you should give me back my grandchildren!"

This burst of crying was like a bolt from the blue, a huge thunder that blew everyone to pieces, leaving them burnt on the outside and tender on the inside!

Everyone was stunned.

The Han family members who followed only heard Master Han say that he wanted everyone to be witnesses that he wanted to recognize Qian'er's illegitimate children who were left outside today.

But he didn’t say that they were the twins from the Feng family.

Everyone was so scared that they wanted to disappear on the spot. How could they dare to get involved in such a dirty thing?

In an instant, Jin Yan, who was standing on the steps, raised his eyelids coldly and stared at Uncle Han who was kneeling on the ground. There was a cold and murderous look in his eyes, and an invisible pressure spread.

Full of murderous intent!!!

Uncle Han shuddered, and the cry that was about to burst out of his mouth was choked back, and he dared not move.

The eldest clan elder had just arrived, walking in with the help of a crutch. He walked through the crowd and came to Master Han, staring at Master Han lying on the ground in disbelief.

"Bo Yong, then... Feng's twin children are Qian Ze's? How did you know?"

The elder of the clan had just caught a cold and was breathing heavily when he spoke, like a broken bellows with air leaking out.