Wei Lang Seducer's Handbook

It seems that he just discovered it: "Isn't this Mr. Fu?"

Eunuch Fu moved away, revealing the imperial decree behind him: "Let's not rush to talk about the old days, let's announce the decree first, and Song Boming, the general of Zhenguo, will accept the decree—"

Hula knelt on the ground in the yard, and everyone kowtowed.

"...General Zhen Guo served the country loyally and made great contributions in eradicating bandits... Although he is not a clan relative, but considering his outstanding contributions, he made an exception and sealed the country as a Marquis of Zhen Guo, hereby—"

Wei Ziqing was terrified, Fenghou?

In his previous life, he had only heard of a Marquis of the opposite sex, who was ordered to fight in the frontier for decades, died in battle at the end, and was sealed after his death.

Song Boming has not fought against foreign enemies so far, and his greatest contribution on the surface is only the one time he got rid of the rebellion, which is not enough to be a Marquis.

Although Song Boming was also surprised, he still stepped forward to accept the decree, thanked Long En, and enshrined the decree respectfully on the incense table.

Eunuch Fu smiled and said: "Congratulations to Lord Hou, congratulations to Lord Hou, you have really made it to the top."

Song Boming said modestly: "In the future, I will have to rely on my father-in-law."

Zheng Er had already prepared a sachet under Wei Ziqing's instructions, and at this time quietly delivered it to Eunuch Fu.

However, Eunuch Fu's face changed, and he refused to accept it no matter what. Zheng Er had never experienced a big scene, so he looked at Wei Ziqing in embarrassment.

Wei Ziqing took it, and handed it over with a smile on his face: "The father-in-law has blown the cold wind here for a long time in vain, and it's just some wine money to warm up."

Only then did Eunuch Fu laugh again: "Mrs. Song kindly accepts it, and the money will be waived. Waiting for Lord Hou is our family's blessing."

Mr. Fu tucked his hands into his sleeves, showing a firm refusal gesture.

Song Boming looked on coldly. Eunuch Fu was the most capable chief executive around the emperor, and his attitude represented the emperor's attitude. His enthusiasm meant that the emperor planned to get close to him again.

Since he refused to marry, the emperor has been lukewarm to him, rarely summoning him privately, and he never succeeded once when he went to pay his respects.

Worshiping the general and making him a marquis, he has both, and he doesn't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

The father-in-law in the palace was sent away, and the two enshrined the imperial decree in the ancestral hall at home.

Back in the bedroom, Song Boming stood in front of the shelf and took off his armor. Because there was a rope tied behind him, it became a knot, and he beckoned Wei Ziqing to come over.

"Brother Qing, help me untie it."

No matter how many questions Wei Ziqing wanted to ask, he had to hold back his temper. Standing behind him, with nimble fingers, he helped Song Boming remove the armor a few times, and hung it on the shelf.

"How are you at home these days?"

"Okay - I went to see Princess Anhe."

"..."

Song Boming turned his back to Wei Ziqing, his body froze, and then he said with strength: "Oh, it's good."

"I said, you should explain it yourself."

Wei Ziqing's hand gently supported his waist, pinching a piece of tender meat with two fingers, ready to extract a confession by words and deeds at any time.

"Oh, you know everything, what else can I say."

Wei Ziqing patted him on the back as if venting his anger, not wanting to talk to him anymore, got up and went to the dressing table to remove makeup.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, and then the warm body approached: "Are you angry?"

While talking, he forcibly snatched the work from Wei Ziqing's hand and helped him remove the hairpins all over his head.

It's just that his hands are thick and clumsy when doing this kind of work, and his hair is like hay in a few strokes.

"No need, get up and go."

But Song Boming pushed his hand away and didn't allow him to move: "Don't worry, take your time."

Wei Ziqing could feel that his big hands were as gentle as possible. Seeing his seriousness, Wei Ziqing's heart gradually calmed down, and he closed his eyes to enjoy this peaceful moment.

I don't know how long it took, Wei Ziqing heard someone calling him, opened his eyes and found that he had fallen asleep.

Song Boming lowered his head and picked him up easily, and put him on the bed: "So sleepy? What have you been doing these days?"

Wei Ziqing lost sleepiness after being woken up, and lay lazily on the bed: "I didn't do anything, it's probably because the weather is cold and my body is a little lazy."

"But you didn't drink the medicine?"

Wei Ziqing didn't want to answer this question, so he mentioned what he saw and heard today, he spoke calmly, and Song Boming also listened calmly.

"You know all these things?"

Song Boming leaned against the head of the bed: "Naturally, although the princess did these things secretly, she didn't hide it from the shadow guards. I think it's not afraid that the emperor will know."

"Isn't it the first time he used the mist to stun the gentleman?"

Song Boming frowned, thinking that he was extremely disgusted by this matter: "There was one time before, his brother knew that he was furious, but because the matter was a scandal, it was inconvenient to speak up, and he was only fined for a month of confinement."

"Where is that gentleman?"

Song Poming knew that he was referring to the one who was raped before, and said in a dark way: "Because he was in a coma, and he was both a gentleman, so there were no traces on his body, and he didn't know that he was raped when he woke up... and the shadow guard deliberately covered it up. Nothing went wrong."

Speaking of this, Song Boming was a little surprised: "The shadow guard who followed you didn't remind you that you can't enter the bamboo forest? If the princess knows that you broke him, it will be really troublesome. At least it will be embarrassing to meet in the future."

Wei Ziqing snorted coldly: "You transfer Xiao Yezi away, it's fine if you arrange for me to be more capable, and no one listens to me, good guy, I have the courage to save people, I thought to myself Even if the princess finds out, he can still run away. Who knows that when he came back and asked, he didn't go in with me at all, your good man!"

"how can that be?"

The shadow guards are professionally trained, and they are all one in a million characters, and the one he left for Wei Ziqing is even the best among them.

"They said that the Shadow Guard of the princess mansion has a deputy head, and they are not allowed to go in. Is there a conflict among you?"

Song Boming shook his head: "That's not the case. Pang Feng is the one who guards the princess' mansion. He has a hot temper and doesn't like to let other people enter his jurisdiction."

Although Wei Ziqing was still a little depressed, but he was still not good at suing this kind of thing, so he muttered a few words in a low voice: "Then you should tell me—"

Song Boming thought of other things. Brother Qing entered the princess's mansion, and Pang Feng secretly said that he knew it all, and he blocked Brother Qing's shadow guards outside, so he must be responsible for Brother Qing's safety. It's time to send someone to take over Brother Qing's guarding work in the Princess's Mansion.

His people should know the secret of that bamboo forest better than the people around Brother Qing, why did they just watch Brother Qing go in by mistake?

Pang Feng——

Song Boming glanced at Brother Qing, who had been secretly angry just now, but closed his eyes now, and his eyes softened when he unconsciously leaned towards him.

He didn't express all his doubts and thoughts. Whether Pang Feng intended it or not, it was a fact that Brother Qing almost fell into a trap. He wanted to find out exactly what happened.

Song Boming picked up Brother Qing, who was half asleep, and put the whole body on his chest. Brother Qing looked up in a daze, his eyes were dazed, with a pitiful look of being disturbed from sleep.

The man hadn't seen his wife for a few days, and the two were sharing the same bed, and they were both hot-blooded young people. It was just a soft kiss of love and affection, but after that, they became entangled together like sparks started a prairie fire.

Brother Qing is extremely emotional today, probably because he hasn't been contaminated with meat for a few days, he is as enthusiastic as a wild cat, delusional to seize the dominant position, and wants to turn himself into the top.

Song Boming bowed his head and whispered something in his ear, Wei Ziqing bit his shoulder angrily, and then the tender and delicious Lang Jun was carried out of the bed and pressed on the carpet beside the bed.

With his back leaning against his chest and his chest against the edge of the bed, Mr. Lang had nowhere to escape, like a live fish waiting to be slaughtered on a chopping board, he could only pant with his mouth open.

As the saying goes, the cold winter is coming outside the window, and the spring is full of gardens inside the house...

Wei Ziqing's dinner was eaten on the bed, and he was tossed around for several hours, his whole body fell apart, he couldn't even lift his arms, and he was fed mouthful by mouthful.

The unspeakable place behind Wei Ziqing was still swollen and uncomfortable even after being smeared with ointment. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and a question popped out of his mouth.

"The princess, how did you have sex?"

The structure of the man is roughly the same as that of a man. Although the man's little brother can spit water and climax, but the hardness is far from enough to enter the tight tunnel, so how did the princess "sex" his lovers?

Use other body parts?Or borrow some tools that are hard to say...

Song Boming was silent. Seeing Brother Qing's eyes drifting away, he knew that his wife who was bold about love affairs had something dirty in his mind.

Wei Ziqing automatically replaced the faces of the princess and Du Hanfeng, shuddering all over, and hurriedly suppressed the dangerous picture in his mind.

Song Boming stuffed a spoonful of porridge into Brother Qing's mouth, frowned and scolded: "After all, she is also the wife of the Hou Mansion, why not be more serious."

Wei Ziqing chewed the porridge angrily, and started again!

The old man was still talking to him on the bed just now, he was doing all kinds of tricks, and he started to pretend to be serious when he got out of bed, as if the one who was doing it just now was not him, it really was a ****——

Wei Ziqing dodged the next spoonful of rice to be fed to him, and said coquettishly, "I want pears."

Song Boming originally wanted to tell him that cold food should not be eaten during the meal, but it was rare for Brother Qing to act coquettishly on purpose to show him, so he raised his hand to take a small piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

Wei Ziqing gritted his teeth more than half, exposing a small corner, leaned over with bad intentions, and said indistinctly: "You eat too."

Song Boming's breath was stagnant, and he took a deep breath. He had red lips and white flesh, but he couldn't hold it back.

Poor Sydney was squeezed into the corner of Lang Jun's narrow mouth by two frantically fighting tongues, shivering, and it took a long time to see the light again, and then the juice was chewed out by the teeth.

"Is it tasty?"

Wei Ziqing watched as he chewed the pear vigorously, and swallowed it all into his stomach like a demonstration.

Song Boming leaned over and licked and bit his lips again, the fluid was glistening on it.

He swallowed with aftertaste, as if he had really eaten something: "It's so sweet."

Old rascal!

It's not the original shape!

Wei Ziqing took advantage of the east wind to add fuel to the fire, with a smirk on the corner of his mouth: "When will you teach me how the Princess and the others have sex?"

Song Boming squinted his eyes at Brother Qing, who was particularly desperate today, and put the bowl aside as a gesture: "How about now?"

Wei Ziqing's face froze, and he grabbed the porridge bowl: "It's Niu Ladi who knows how to let the cow rest and eat, you beast."

On the second day, when Zheng Er was washing the face of Madam who got up late again, she did not forget to remind her: "Madam, didn't you say that this blanket is in the way? Are you going to remove it today?"

Wei Ziqing glanced at the big white velvet carpet on the ground, the scenes from last night seemed to be playing in scrolling.

It took a long time for Zheng Er to hear his wife's coy answer: "Keep it—I'll find some money and order a new one, and use it in exchange for this one."

In the past few days, there have been many affairs in the mansion. The general's mansion has changed into the Marquis' mansion, and the specifications have changed. There are many places that need to be moved, especially at the gate. People from the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Industry came to guide the construction, although they saved their own troubles. , but it is inevitable to entertain these adults well.

Liu Linqi came once in the middle, and Wei Ziqing was told that he was not at home, but who knows, someone broke in anyway, panting and sweating profusely as usual.

"Let me tell you, Brother Qing, it's been several days and you haven't lost your temper?"

Wei Ziqing was found by Liu Linqi in the pavilion. Not only did he not face him coldly, but he also smiled all over his face: "Why am I angry? We know each other well? Mr. Liu?"

Wei Ziqing deliberately emphasized the word son, who knows that Liu Linqi has no shame at all.

"It's not that I want to act in that play. It's your man who forced me. What can I do? If you want to be angry, go to him. It's not kind to find me an outsider to vent your anger."

Wei Zi heard Song Boming tell the truth early in the morning, and he said, Song Boming is a straight-hearted person, how can he understand these tricks, so there is such a woman.

On the contrary, the two of them betrayed each other and they were really rude, Wei Ziqing was amused in his heart, but on the face he didn't care who they said was true and who was false, Youyou took a sip of tea: "You also said that is my man, my favorite It's him, how can you blame him?"

Liu Linqi, a single dog, spat out a mouthful of old blood in anger. Isn't it tiring for these two to show their affection?When I mentioned the other party that time, I was so tired of dying.

"Then tell me, how can you vent your anger."

After finishing speaking, Liu Linqi regretted it, because Brother Qing was really deep in thought as he turned the cup in his hand.

"Also, don't go too far..."

"Have it!"

A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of Wei Ziqing's mouth, and Liu Linqi's heart trembled when he saw it.

The next day, a notice was plastered on every wall in the capital.

The bust portrait of a lord on the notice is bright and moving, and a line of big characters at the bottom reads:

"Langjun is only twenty years old and has never been married. He will invite relatives at the city gate in three days... If you are interested, please arrive on time in three days. Attachment: The registration fee is 100 taels of silver."

Wei Ziqing hid in the restaurant, holding the notice in his hand, covering his stomach with a smile.

Liu Linqi's face was livid: "You still don't forget to ask for money?"

Wei Ziqing grinned and said, "Isn't this to find you a rich man?"

Liu Linqi said irritably: "I haven't planned to reveal my identity yet, now it's over, the whole capital will know that Young Master I am a gentleman, and I will be ashamed."

Wei Ziqing didn't care about his stuff: "You're already twenty, and you haven't revealed your identity yet. Why, are you really going to find a husband? Or find a man who likes men to live with you?"

Liu Linqi was silent, and said stubbornly: "Then you can recruit a good man by recruiting relatives?"

"Who knows, what if."

Wei Ziqing's smiling expression was so impeccable that Liu Linqi almost believed it, and secretly looked forward to it inexplicably.

In reality, what was Wei Ziqing thinking?

The emperor gave his man a mission to find a suitable matchmaker for Liu Linqi, but he just helped out and forced him to announce it to the public.

Of course, there was no need to recruit relatives, it was a way he came up with to play tricks on Liu Linqi.

How can someone pay 100 taels of silver and go to the ring in a foolish way?

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