Dressed as the master of a sickly tyrant

Feng Shayu's mind went blank, and he felt that his whole body was about to burn, and he didn't have any strength in his body.

Softly let Yue Hanyan hold her, and let him play with her body at will.

Yue Hanyan gently put him on the bed, ready to get something, Feng Shayu immediately coiled up like a snake.

Yue Hanyan had no choice but to hug him with one hand and coax him, asking, "Where is the medicine?"

Feng Shayu's head was dizzy from the kiss: "Medicine? What kind of medicine? A medicine to cheer you up?"

As he said that, his eyes moved down along Yue Hanyan's face, staring fixedly at the bottom, his little face wrinkled into a ball:

When did my medical skills become so bad?He didn't even notice that Chang Feng had a hidden disease, so what about his happy life...

Seeing the tangled expression of the person in his arms, Yue Hanyan knew that this person must be thinking about it.

Squeezed his face: "It's the medicine you used, I don't need to add to the fun, I'm excited when I see you, you'll know later."

Hearing this, Feng Shayu's face instantly turned red, and he said, "In the box, the second bottle from the left."

Yue Hanyan unscrewed the bottle with one hand, and dug out a large piece of pink paste with her fair and slender fingers. The air was instantly filled with the faint fragrance of peach blossoms.

Seeing that Han Yan had dug a large piece, Feng Shayu felt instant pain: "This stuff is so expensive, a bottle costs me hundreds of taels of silver."

"I'm afraid of hurting you, it's just that some money won't bother you.

The Zhuangzi and the shop under my name belong to you. "

Yue Hanyan spread the paste evenly around her. The pink paste and white skin complement each other perfectly.

Carefully stretched out a finger, saw that there was no discomfort, slowly inserted another finger, and kneaded slowly.

"Ugh, it hurts.

Changfeng, I'm dying of pain. "

Feng Shayu curled up his body, with a delicate and pitiful appearance, which made people feel affectionate.

"Be patient, I'll slow down..." Yue Hanyan kissed Feng Shayu's tears away, and comforted her: "Do you feel better? How about I stop?"

"Well, don't stop.

"Feng Shayu's voice came out softly, with a hint of crying.

"it is good."

Yue Hanyan obediently slowed down.

"Well, it hurts... slow down..."

Sudden tingling sensation from a foreign body, Feng Shayu bit his lip in pain.

Shout out pain again and again.

Yue Hanyan kissed her heartbroken and coaxed softly: "Don't bite yourself, bite me if it hurts."

While sucking with his tongue.

A strange feeling instantly spread throughout the whole body, causing Feng Shayu's body to tremble uncontrollably.

After the pain was over, there was a burst of comfort rushing up to the sky, Feng Shayu involuntarily wrapped his hands around Yue Hanyan's waist, and hugged the person on his body tightly.

"Well, I don't want it anymore, I don't want it anymore..." Feng Shayu repeatedly begged for mercy.

"Satisfactory? Still need to add to the fun, huh?" Yue Hanyan bullied her body again, and the first taste of lust would only make her feel unsatisfied.

After some intense entanglement, Feng Shayu's body gradually became limp, and he fell into a coma from exhaustion.

Yue Hanyan picked him up by the waist, put him into the bathtub that had been prepared and washed him clean.

Looking at the blue and purple red marks, he couldn't help but regret that he was too Meng Lang.

Change the wet sheets and place the person properly.

Yue Hanyan was afraid that this person would be embarrassed to ask the soldiers to clean it up the next day, so she tidied up everything inside and out.

After everything was done, Yue Hanyan went to clean up and fell asleep with her in her arms.

When Feng Shayu woke up the next day, there was no one around him, and when he reached out to touch it, the place next to him was already cold.

Thinking of what happened last night, I couldn't help but blush, my face was scorching hot.

Seeing that it was already past noon, Feng Shayu thought it was Yue Hanyan who had ordered people not to disturb her.

Just about to get up, a burst of tearing pain swept through his whole body, and Feng Shayu fell back on the bed in pain.

At this moment, Xiao Yan shouted from outside the camp: "Ayu, are you there? Can I come in?"

Feng Shayu was about to refuse, looked around and said everything was normal: "Come in."

Xiao Yan saw Feng Shayu's pale face, as if he was suffering from illness, and worried: "What's the matter with you? I'll call for a military doctor."

Feng Shayu rolled his eyes: "I'm a ghost doctor, how dare the doctors in your army treat me?"

"That's right. Do you want something to eat? I'll get it for you."

Xiao Yan scratched his head in embarrassment.

As the sun was setting, Chu Haozhi and Yue Hanyan rushed to the Nanman Kingdom.

Yue Hanyan was absent-minded from time to time along the way, worrying about the people far away in the barracks.

Chu Haozhi asked strangely: "What's wrong with you? Are you worried about Ayu? Didn't he sleep well?"

Yue Hanyan rode forward and replied, "Well, I'm worried about him."

Not being able to be by my side is, after all, worrying.

"Then let's speed up and go back early.

Why don't we have a horse race? "Chu Haozhi also wanted to rush back as soon as possible, and he speeded up while talking.

Yue Hanyan glanced at Chu Haozhi and said, "Okay, I haven't raced horses with the palace lord for many years!"

The two horses chased after each other.

After a while, Yue Hanyan and Chu Haozhi arrived at the Nanman Kingdom.

On this night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and there were no stars in the sky.

A crescent moon hangs alone in the sky, looking a bit lonely.

"We'll sneak in later when we switch defenses."

Chu Haozhi and Yue Hanyan had already abandoned their horses, and they were in the distance outside the city.

Yue Hanyan nodded.

The two waited for a long time, and after the patrol passed, Chu Haozhi quickly dodged to another tree.

Yue Hanyan also flew to another tree, and the two hid between the branches of a huge ancient tree.

Chu Haozhi and Yue Hanyan looked at each other, and said, "Let's go."

After speaking, he tapped his feet and jumped up the city wall, followed by Yue Hanyan.

The two walked silently through the darkness.

The soldiers guarding the city only saw two black shadows flashing by, thinking they were dazzled, but when they rubbed their eyes, there was nothing, probably a big eagle flew by.

Yue Hanyan and Chu Haozhi flew over the wall and came to a residential area.

The houses here are very ornate with carved beams and painted buildings, and there are many soldiers patrolling the streets.

Yue Hanyan and Chu Haozhi hid in a hidden place, unfolding the drawings to discuss.

Chu Haozhi said: "I'll go to meet those generals, and the ministers sent by the main station of the imperial court will be handed over to you."

Yue Hanyan turned around and walked towards the East Street, and came to a magnificent mansion.

This mansion is very exquisite and unique. Although it is located in Kyoto, the courtyard is surrounded by lush green lawns and rockeries, and there are a few plum blossoms blooming in the garden, which is very pleasing to the eye.

Yue Hanyan couldn't help smiling when she saw plum blossoms and remembered the scene of Feng Shayu picking up fallen flowers in the capital.

Evading the guards in the mansion, Yue Hanyan came to the backyard.

It was midnight, but the yard was still very lively.

A woman's teasing laughter came from the room: "Master, you hurt me~ I hurt so much."

The man's deep and deep voice came from inside the house: "You duplicity little vixen, really don't want it?"

"Master, I want more."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Listen to the constant panting sound in the house.

Yue Hanyan's face turned red and white.

In the past, he would have dealt with people with a blank face, but now he is a little more human, patiently waiting for the people in the room to be dealt with before doing anything.

Chu Haozhi killed several lieutenants with ease, and finally came to General Yuwen's mansion.

This man is a rare opponent, last time he was the one who led the army to avenge the Nanman Third Prince, it is worthy of a fair fight.

There are gauze curtains hanging in the gazebo, behind the white gauze curtains, a man in white obscene clothes can be seen indistinctly, hugging a seductive woman happily.

The molested woman had a shy face and a coquettish voice.

Chu Haozhi looked at the two with slightly cold eyes, not at all embarrassed by the two's profligacy, and stood quietly outside the pavilion.

General Yuwen, who was having fun, moved his ears, and immediately opened the curtain and shouted: "Who are you? How dare you break into General Yuwen's mansion late at night?"

Chu Haozhi's voice was slightly cold, and his gaze stayed on General Yuwen's face for a few seconds: "I thought the general was a smart man, since I'm standing here, your people must be gone."

So many masters were dealt with quietly, who is this person?Yuwen turned his head to look around, with a flustered look on his face, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

When he spoke again, his tone was calm: "I don't know what you have taught me so late at night?"

"Come here to ask the general's advice for my little man."

Chu Haozhi frowned, drew out the soft sword at his waist, and put on a gesture of invitation.

Yuwen was also unambiguous, picked up the treasured sword that he carried with him, and confronted Chu Haozhi.

Yuwen is a veteran in the battlefield, and he is very powerful when playing with a big sword.

Soon, they fought with Chu Haozhi into a group, and the fight was inseparable.

In order to see the moves of the southern barbarians, Chu Haozhi deliberately suppressed his internal energy all the time, so he didn't have the upper hand.

After knowing the opponent's moves, he slapped out mercilessly, knocking Yuwen back.

"What a strong internal force."

Chu Haozhi withdrew his hand and said coldly, "General, you don't have to be so polite!"

"Accept the trick!" Yuwen shouted, and rushed forward again, slashing at Chu Haozhi with a big knife, mercilessly.

The weapons of the two collided with each other, making a crisp sound, and collided in the air, and invisible air currents scattered out, shattering the nearby leaves, and all the flowers fell in the garden for a while.

Chu Haozhi evaded several moves in a row, threw the soft sword with a backhand, and plunged straight into the opponent's chest.

A gushing of blood gushed out, Yuwen stared wide-eyed, looked at the sword pierced into his chest in disbelief, and fell down step by step.

Chu Haozhi withdrew his soft sword, turned and left.

Just as he was about to leave, the guards in the distance rushed over when they heard the movement.

Chu Haozhi snorted coldly, and shot out the silver needle in his hand like a torrential rain, and the few people who rushed over fell down without a sound.

Yue Hanyan looked at Chu Haozhi's quick way of killing people, and a smile rose from the corner of his mouth: "I haven't seen the palace lord for many years, and his demeanor was even more prosperous back then."