The little general is a pretty wolf wife

Uncle Xiang raised his head to look at Yu Hualin in surprise. He knew that although His Highness looked like a person who was as cold as ice, in the end his heart was still soft. Such actions were too bloody and cruel.

"Your Highness..."

"Uncle Xiang, don't make me say it a second time." Yu Hualin looked at him coldly.

Uncle Xiang's temples were already stained with snow, and the wrinkles on his face trembled with the change of expression, and finally he took his order and left.

Song Luo listened from the side, and said after a long time: "It's not good for you to openly kill the emperor's people like this."

"This is what he wants." Yu Hualin propped himself up and looked out of the window. At sunset, the sky was full of rays of light, and the whole world was covered with a thin layer of red. "This is his way of being a king. The emperor must be cold and indifferent. He would rather kill ten thousand by mistake than miss a single accident. Otherwise, he has many ways to get rid of my child, but he has to do it himself. Grandson and son, compared to that seat, are not worth mentioning."

"This..." Song Luo froze for a moment.

"Brother, go down first, I want to be alone." Yu Hualin leaned on the bed and said to Song Luo wearily.

Song Luo gave him a worried look, but left anyway.Yuhualin slowly got out of bed, the pain in his abdomen, like the tearing from falling sharp stones, had not completely disappeared, he held his flat abdomen that should have been slightly raised, and smiled desolately.

He hugged a delicate box, sat down at the desk, and opened it with trembling hands. When the box was slowly opened, there was a shrill cry from outside.

He slowly picked up those rattles, tiger shoes, small clothes, small hats...

The screams outside turned from shrill to weak, and the smell of blood floated to the nose along the air. Yu Hualin suddenly clenched the delicate little clothes tightly, and vomited at the table. The brown soup was mixed with blood. , and two more lines of tears...

He was still crying...

The blood outside the courtyard winds into a creek, passing through the fallen petals of a tree...

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The victim was handed over to Ting Wei's Mansion, but Yuan Jia didn't care about what the trial would be like and what the result would be.

He has always been indifferent to the struggle between the princes, seeing through but not revealing.

But he is also very busy on weekdays, at least he seems to be much busier than Bai Jiu who has no war.No, after the court, the little general was sent to the prime minister's mansion, and he drove the car to nowhere.

During the meal, Bai Jiujiu lost interest in facing the delicious roast suckling pig on the table, and picked up the chopsticks at this moment when he usually started directly.

"Ma'am, what's the matter, is this pig out of appetite?"

Bai Jiujiu shook his head, took a peek at Haitang, then continued to eat meat meaninglessly, and while he was eating, he peeked again...

Haitang's face was calm, but her heart had already blossomed. She covered her mouth and coughed a few times, then shook her body, "Madam, do you have something to ask Haitang?"

"Hmm..." Bai Jiu nodded, put down his chopsticks, sat upright, and looked at Haitang, "There is something you really want to do, but you don't dare to do it, or you are too embarrassed to do it, what should you do?"

Haitang narrowed her eyes, the air was quiet for a while, and then an unscrupulous maid thought for a while before pretending to be serious: "There is a saying that drunken people are courageous, and if you are drunk, you can do anything." Come out." The shy lady crawling on the bed is not a problem, ahaha, maybe the lady wants to play tricks with the master, it makes my nose bleed just thinking about it! ! !

"Drunk..." Bai Jiu was a little frustrated, getting him drunk was harder than making him eat vegetables...

"Don't worry, ma'am, Haitang will bring you wine right now. Our Prime Minister's Mansion lacks everything except wine." After finishing speaking, before Bai Nineteen could reply, Haitang jumped up and took the remaining three maids with her. Go get some wine.

Haitang brought Zhuyeqing, Xifeng Wine, Peach Blossom Brew, Wanlaichun, Meijianxue from the wine cellar of the Prime Minister's Mansion...

Soon, Haitang realized what a pot should be with a lid, and after her own husband, she finally realized what it means to not get drunk after a thousand cups... The whole room was filled with a rich aroma of wine, and everyone who heard it was drunk...

For ten altars of fine wine, apart from making Bai Jiu's eyes more watery and his face dyed a light pink, all that remained was his chubby belly and the belches.

Eyes were dizzy from the smell of alcohol, Haitang put a handkerchief around her nose, puffed her cheeks to diffuse the air.

A group of maids and servants outside quietly poked their heads in, and then left drunkenly.

"Hi... Begonia... uh..."

"Ma'am, what's the matter?" Haitang asked without tears, these are all Xiangye's treasures, they shouldn't destroy her...

Rubbing his belly, Bai Jiu said, "I'm already a little drunk, maybe a few more pots will be enough." He didn't want to give up, he had already started to get a little drunk, Bai Jiu had never felt so excited and passionate , he must consummate the marriage with Yuan Lang.

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Before Yuan Jia stepped into his yard, he smelled the aroma of wine wafting from the yard, and his expression became very subtle in an instant.

Walking in, four maids, headed by Haitang, were sitting on the stone steps, each girl's face was full of spring.The door to the main courtyard was closed.

Seeing Yuan Jia, several people hurriedly stood up and saluted.

Yuan Jia glanced lightly, and was about to open the door to go in, but her daring maid, Haitang, held him by the corner of his clothes pitifully, "Master, for the sake of seeing Haitang presenting you such a big gift, You should save Haitang for the rest of your life."

Yuan Jia pulled out the corner of his clothes, and said with a smile: "Hai Tang, I can't vouch for the truth, the yard is full of the smell of wine, you are just kidding my life..."

"Master Xiang, servant girl, servant girl is joking with your lifeblood." Haitang hastily backed away a few steps, twisted her handkerchief, and said timidly.

Yuan Jia glanced at him, ignored him, and pushed open the door.

The moment the door was opened, even the alcoholic Yuan Jia was stupefied by the strong aroma of the wine for a while.

This is half of the wine cellar in the prime minister's mansion!Yuan Jia opened his eyes sadly, and saw the wine jars all over the floor.

He suppressed the regret and helplessness in his heart, stepped in, and within a few steps, a head poked out from under the tablecloth, and he could feel the water vapor that was about to overflow even with half-closed eyes, his face was blushing unreasonably, and he was flapping his hands. His nose sniffed for a while like a puppy sniffing a bone, as if he caught Yuan Jia's breath, Bai Jiu crawled out from under the table humming, before Yuan Jia could react, his eyes blurred, a certain guy Dodging over, he jumped, hung up, and hugged, and hung on Yuan Jia's body. Yuan Jia hurriedly stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his waist and hips.

Bai Jiu put his arms around Yuan Jia's neck, turned his head to look at Yuan Jia with watery eyes and blushed face for a while, then leaned forward and smacked Yuan Jia's face, leaving a water mark on half of his face.After giggling for a while, he moaned and chirped at the side of Yuan Jia's neck while rubbing against it like a puppy.

Yuan Jia had a headache, "Little Jiu'er, come on, be obedient, raise your head, and tell your husband why you have to drink so much."

Even though Bai Jiu was drunk, he still listened to Yuan Jia's words.He raised his head, stretched his arms around Yuan Jia's neck domineeringly, and said domineeringly, "Mine!"

"Your, your, dear, why do you want to drink?"

Bai Jiu didn't seem to understand what Yuan Jia was talking about, he frowned and looked at Yuan Jia for a long time, then his eyes lit up for a moment, but he seemed a little embarrassed, he nodded halfway, revealing his slender and graceful neck.

"Yutoro..."

"Ok?"

"I want to pee..."

"..." Yuan Jia had a black line on his forehead.

However, Bai Jiu stretched out his hand and scratched Yuan Jia's chest, and then put his head on the position of his heart. His voice was not loud, soft and sticky, glutinous and sweet, but Yuan Jia could hear it very clearly, and he could hear it in his stomach. tight.

"I want to consummate the house."