It is said that you attacked me in a dream

The bridal chamber is full of candles and candles, the night is like water, the new house is gorgeous and red, and there is a disillusioned silence.

On the sandalwood couch, sat the bridegroom official in a wedding dress like blood, wide shoulders and narrow hips.

Covered in red hijab, Ye Huaiqing suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were instantly dark red.

He was stunned on the spot.

All of a sudden, the sound of turbulent footsteps came from far to near.

At this moment, the door of the room was kicked open vigorously by someone without warning, and when the lacquered door panel pitifully hit the wall, there were two "booms", which were so sudden that it was deafening. Suddenly the warmth of midsummer drifted into the cold and clear outside.

"who is it?"

When his hands subconsciously raised the red hijab on both sides, he was taken aback for another moment, and the door closed again with a "bang". A tall man with an expressionless face, also in a bright red wedding dress, suddenly broke into his vigilant room. in view.

Standing up abruptly, when his mind was in chaos, he watched the man walking straight towards him step by step without moving, and a strong, pungent and unconcealable smoky smell greeted him against the wind.

This stinky smell was the smell of alcohol that he smelled from a group of friends from time to time on weekdays, it was even better than gas.

"it's me."

Under the erratic flickering candlelight, the man's silhouette was unclear and somewhat gloomy. He looked directly at him with half-drooped eyes casually. He seemed clear and deep, and his voice was calm and slightly low. .

However, the walking posture was staggering on one side after three or two steps, the center of gravity of the lower body was obviously unstable, and there was still a small jar of wine in his hand, and everyone knew that he was already drunk.

From the door to the bed, the distance was only four or five meters, but the man bumped back and forth and walked in front of him. It took about three minutes...

When Ye Huaiqing took a step back and wrinkled his nostrils, the man threw the wine jar in his hand onto the ground, and the torn tiles shattered like paper at his feet, and the wine splashed the hem of his red clothes.

The body couldn't help shaking twice, cold sweat undercurrent.

The man faced each other nodding and stopped, stopped for a while, hiccupped slowly and leaned over slightly, then with a vaguely provocative tone, slowly lowered his voice and said: "Ye Huaiqing, you just want to marry this king so much. ?”

marry?

Pay back the king?

Ye Huaiqing narrowed his eyes and watched the man who called himself "the King" wrinkle his brows sternly, completely lost in the incomprehensible crazy world in his head, moved his mouth, but couldn't get a word out of his mouth for a long time.

He didn't get a response for a long time, the man sank his breath as if irritated, his unruly eyebrows were a little twisted at this moment, he stared at Ye Huaiqing who was dazed, and licked his thirsty lower lip.

Just when Ye Huaiqing managed to organize his words and was about to ask a hundred thousand questions, the man suddenly lowered his head and pressed down his fiery lips, rolling his lips like venting his anger, then pushed him away and pushed him vigorously, neatly The person fell onto the bed, took advantage of the pain and tore off the belt on his body, and lifted himself up on the bed, his movements flowing naturally.

Ye Huaiqing was so violently pressed by the naked man, Ye Huaiqing forgot to struggle for a moment, and was just pressed down so that the man was like a wild beast, prying open his teeth and arbitrarily taking away his tongue, aggressively aggressing in all directions.

Good guy, your kissing skills are quite exciting...

The rough and long kiss was a little bit too much, the two people's chests rose and fell abnormally, and the breaths at close range sprayed and entwined each other, and the temperature rose sharply like a raging fire, occupying the narrow and small space facing each other.

The man stared at the thin lips that had been kissed by himself for a moment, and panted slightly, feeling that it seemed more delicious than ever before, but then a hot current from his lower abdomen rushed to his forehead, making him bow his head again involuntarily, Plunder the breath of the person under him.

The sky thundered like a fire, and the rubbing between the legs was embarrassing. A man with handles knew that something happened to the man on top of him, so Ye Huaiqing reacted and refused, pursing his mouth hastily. The teeth held the man's lower lip to seal the mouth, preventing the man from being frivolous any further. At the same time, he decisively raised his right hand and swung the Tathagata palm, raised his elbow and lowered his wrist, and with a little force, hit the man directly on the back of the head steadily.

It doesn't matter, people don't kill the world for themselves, if this person can't wake up or is stupid or if he is paralyzed, then there is nothing to do, his chastity doesn't matter.

The man stared at his stunned eyes, moved his lips with difficulty, and finally spit out "you", then passed out on his shoulder, unconscious.

The man was dizzy, Ye Huaiqing took a breath and cursed twice, and with one blow, he turned the man on his back.

Hissing, this old man, it hurts so much, he bleeds out from a mouthful of kisses, is this bitch ravaging his mouth like a sausage, or is he planning to go to the next step to get the bow on the Overlord Stone smoothly...

After taking two mouthfuls of bloody saliva, Ye Huaiqing wiped his mouth repeatedly with his red sleeve and turned over to get out of bed.As a result, the hem of the ancient wedding dress was like a woman’s wedding dress, dragging and messing around. The foot sprained, and the body’s center of gravity was unstable due to the inertia of stamina. The fall was unprecedented. .

At noon three days later, the scorching sun was shining brightly, and the shouts of cicadas rose and fell suddenly and continuously.The willows are blowing, and the warm wind is blowing slowly against the ears, bringing the sultry heat.

Ye Huaiqing was dressed in plain plain clothes, with wide sleeves rolled up to his shoulders, exposing his sickly white arms. He was sitting in the shade of the Taiju Lake in Wangfu, fishing motionlessly, staring absently at the surface of the lake. The neutral faces of men and women sighed from time to time, and they pursed their lips and held their chins with a look of lovelessness.

In other words, on that night three days ago, he was still peacefully dreaming in his own bed.

In the dream, it was a wild and unconstrained plot that had no boundaries.

He was standing on the edge of a dangerous cliff at that time, and then he closed his eyes slightly involuntarily, and then kicked his legs inexplicably, imagining that he was a young eagle that was about to spread its wings and fly high, waving two fake wings, that is, two With arms that can only flap, he leaps heroically without hesitation, and jumps screaming into the black abyss...

After opening his eyes again, all the changes in front of him were the sudden events of that night——

He is an old man, with bright makeup on his face, a phoenix crown and a rosy beard, and he married a violent and rough man, the prince's bridal chamber flowers and candles. He was robbed of his first kiss that he had kept for 28 years during his lifetime, and he almost lost his virginity.

In other words, he strangely transmigrated to an alternate ancient times in his sleep.

Well, this country, Yan Jiuguo, named "Dayan", is now in the second year of Chu, and the weather is good.

And the body worn by his soul has the same name and surname as him.Unfortunately, it is a pity that this body is nine years younger than him. Not only does it look like a woman, but it is also very fragile, like a quietly blooming white lotus swaying in the wind in summer, completely overturning it. It completely changed his image of the people's policeman with a full sense of justice in modern times.

It is a great tragedy, to commit suicide without a knife and fork.

"Master, don't be sad, this servant believes that although the master has forgotten everything now, he will always remember it in the future."

Now the girl who is comforting him by the side, is seventeen or eighteen years old and looks smart, she seems to be the personal servant girl who voluntarily married with the original owner and came to serve him, named "Red Cloud".

The girl said this because his soul wearer knew nothing about this superficial ancient times. It just so happened that night he accidentally fell a dog and hit his forehead. The accidental and distressed tragedy of life gets to the bottom of it.

"Well, I know." He sighed quietly.

In fact, his nonsensical soul wear is nothing more than that, but the original owner of the body, because of a relationship with the violent and rough guy prince when he was a child, has since embarked on the road of no return without hesitation.

Just a while ago, she tried every means to marry the prince as a concubine, but she even broke up with her family and severed the father-son relationship, your sister.

His father's was the Great General of Zhenguo who was conferred by the former emperor, so mighty and domineering.

"Master, in this hot weather, you have been fishing for almost half an hour, and you haven't caught half a fish yet. You are just recovering from a serious illness, so don't wear yourself out. The palace is so big, I don't rely on you to support the family by fishing."

"Ah."

Hong Yun squatted at his feet, supported her cheeks and said, "How about we go back and rest? I guess the prince will be returning home soon."

"Ok?"

Hearing that Yan Yanglie is about to return home...

Well, he is the brother of the current emperor, the only prince of Dayan, collectively referred to as the "Three Princes" in the palace.

Ye Huaiqing's previously indifferent face finally showed a trace of unspeakable emotion.

Thinking back, this body was shamelessly married to Yan Yanglie as a concubine. In addition, that night he knocked someone unconscious with a palm of the Tathagata. After being strong and violent, I heard that he lost his memory again, and even put on a poker-like president's face all day long, contemptuously contemptuous of the world, as if he was owed a huge sum of money by everyone, and when he saw him, he wanted to strangle him to death The expression on her face is really unforgettable at a glance.

This Taiju Lake is the only way for Yan Yanglie to go back to the Xingyang Palace every day to go to the Xingyang Palace, so in order to avoid unsuitable contact, he evacuated before Yan Yanglie came back. His little heart, which is only the size of a fist, can't stand Yan Yanglie's always cold poker face and full of contempt and ridicule.

"Hongyun, then what, let's collect the pole and go back immediately." He stood up suddenly, as if oiling his buttocks, and urged while helping to tidy up.

but.

Hong Yun just nodded, then turned around and knelt down to Yan Yanglie who came unhurriedly behind him while bowing with a very familiar catchphrase "The servant has seen the prince".

Well, a person's luck is back home, and when things happen, they are really faster than Thunder.

"Huaiqing has met the prince." He held the empty bucket and greeted him with downcast eyes.

Yan Yanglie looked away with indifference, snorted coldly and led the people forward in big strides.

That expression, as if he had met his father and enemy, the clenched fist behind him should have wanted to hit him on the face on the spot to relieve the hatred in his heart.

The author has something to say: This is the first time I am writing an essay about ancient time travelling, and I am a little nervous. I feel that the writing is very immature. I hope all readers will support me!This article has a lot of foreshadowing, a little suspense (?), a little bit of fun...