Chapter 58： One of the ambassadors

Lu Qing Palace is a prostitute and corrupts Lun Chang. Father, son, wife and daughter live in the same room.

Wu Hanxue frowned and looked at the secret report returned by the spy in his hand. Qing Wanghua Qianjun is 56 years old. His five sons have grown up. There are only three princesses to be married in the palace, the youngest of whom is still young. In the imperial palace, the prince and the queen daughter died early. It is nothing new. Which woman in the harem is not a femme heart, do you die? However, in combination with the corrupted ethics, the words of father and son, wife and daughter living in the same room have to make people think of another level. Does this celebrate the king's prostitution and death?

Xu Hanxue was startled, and he was busy inserting the note into the incense burner, and Ren flew up to turn the note into ashes.

After joining the wild horse on the back of the chill horse, she stopped talking to the chill and entered the border town. After joining the brigade, she continued to march toward Qingguo. The two met in the past few days, and she had not seen them. She had no idea that the air pressure in the team had become weaker in recent days. She was overwhelmed at this moment, and when she saw the secret newspaper, she had the illusion of treating the chill, and she couldn't help laughing.

I lifted the curtains and looked far away, and we saw a few felt tents scattered in the distance. Qingguo is a country that combines pastoral farming. The border area bordering the blue sky is an endless grassland. After deepening inland, it is a continuous field. Gradually entering the inland, the felt tents on the grassland became dense, and herds of cattle, sheep, horses, and the prosperity of the people's livelihood can be seen everywhere.

The corner of the eye saw the tall and erect figure, his heartbeat was anxious, his hands trembled, and the curtain slid from his hands, covering the man's desperate sight.

Please beg for mercy, she is not missing, although she no longer blame him, but the sight of the chill reminds her of the thrill of the night of friendship, she still feels scared-meat-jump, ashamed Face him.

That night, it seemed that even the moon was stained with ambiguous red. Surrounded by obscene-sperm-liquids and intersected wolves, the chill ran wild with her in her arms, and their lower bodies were tightly fit. . The shivering-meat-stick-exhaustively captured her tender-hole-by-time, and as the horse ran fast, her meat-hole-heavy deep and high-speed thrust.

That night she was **** again and again, she lost her incontinence several times, and even lost consciousness when she climbed to the extreme. However, she would be awakened by the chilling force every time and continued to make people ecstatic. Make trouble, let her cry and ask for mercy. The chill of that night was so enchanting and wild that she felt strange and scared. It was not the lover she was familiar with, but the demon immersed in lust.

When she was awake the next day, the chill was going to her little-acupoint-medicine, and she was inserted for several hours on the horseback by the chill. Her lower body was sore, and the entire **** was red and swollen and congested. The acupuncture point was wide open, and the blood was spilled thinly. She could not even wear panties, she could only lie on her lower body and could not move.

The cold chill hugged her with pain and guilt in her face. At that time, she only felt the flames of her heart, but did not want to talk to him at all, so after that night, counting them down, they had not spoken for nearly ten days.

雪 From the distance, the sound of horseshoes awakened Han Xue from his memories. The sound of horseshoes was chaotic. The horse's hoof slammed on the side of the carriage, and heard Zhang Shaoliang shouting at the comer, "Who is coming?"

"He Baiyu, the attendant of the National Ceremony Department, came to meet the princess of the protection of the country and the horse driving by the order of my king." He Baiyu raised his head and replied arrogantly.

Zhang Shaoliang's eyes flashed coldly, and he didn't speak, but looked strangely backwards at his brothers, and then tacitly spread his horses to the sides. Here's the one looking down! In the past few days, the princess had a bad temper with Zhan adults. They almost became ice popsicles due to the coldness of Zhan adults. Now someone is coming to the door, and they are happy to watch the drama and relax.

Seeing the cold cold glances at the twelve people, Han Hanzhan immediately gloomy face and rushed forward. Seeing that He Baiyu was more than thirty years old, with a handsome face and a burly physique, he could be the minister of the Ministry of Rites at this age, and he also calculated that he really had the conditions of pride. It's just that the man raised his head and looked at the sky, but he hated talking at the nostrils, so ...

"Master, it's been hard, please!" The chill warrior pointed forward slowly and quietly,

"Ah ..." A decapitated flying eagle smashed his head and smashed into He Baiyu, making him scream in a terrified manner, and the horse was frightened and threw him gorgeously on his back.

The chill turned in surprise and yelled at the Twelve Guards: "Where is the dead eagle, you are not ready to lift up the Lord." His body is not moving, but the black foal is still dead. .

Gao Gao, Master Zhan is really a master in the midst of black belly. He plays the show without any ambiguity, and admires the five-body body.

He Heyu jumped from the ground with eagle blood and grass cuttings, and blushed and shouted at the chill with a thick neck: "You, the flying eagle you shot, you bully!"

"Hey, why do you say that?" The chill was too lazy to raise his eyes, and lowered his head slowly to fold the whip, but the words he uttered were cold.

"You deliberately shot down the flying eagle and humiliated me, you are too embarrassing in the country!" He Baiyu yelled at the chill, his blood-filled face looked terrible.

"Is He He upholding Han, or does he want to mix with Han? Flying eagle! Flying above nine days, he must have a bow and arrow to shoot and kill. Han has only one whip in his hands. Can the whip shoot down the eagle above the sky? "The chill spread his hands innocently.

The twelve guards on the edge of the ledge listened and nodded, yes! Why not? !! Zhan adults martial arts has long been fantastical, shooting the flying eagle with the sword gas thrown by the whip, it is not like playing.

It ’s just that everyone in Qingguo regarded their actions as saying that they agree with the chill. For a time, even He Baiyu was stunned to say nothing. The chill was too fast. Do n’t say that he is a scholar who does n’t know how to martial arts. No, none of the guards around him noticed it.

Seeing that He Baiyu was still unwilling to give up, the chill shuddered and said, "Or is He deliberately borrowing topics to play, and want to cause war between the two countries?"

Wu Hanxue covered his mouth in the carriage and smirked. The man was unhappy in his heart, but he played with the little waiter. Fortunately, no one found him. If he was caught, what should he do?

Han Xue came out of the curtain and stood on the carriage slowly and quietly, saying, "The horse is not rude. The palace thought that the hunter who was thinking about shooting the flying eagle in the distance was frightened. This is just a misunderstanding. Adults think so? "

He Baiyu was not worried about the steps. At this moment, when Hanxue opened his mouth, he was happy to climb down the pole and responded continuously: "The princess said yes, said yes. At this time, it's not too early. Here is my imperial city to celebrate the country. Please invite the princess to follow the city. "As far as he knows, these two people are the princess and the horse who are favored by the emperor. He Baiyu was fortunate to receive the princess and the second princess. It is only fortunate that today ’s achievements have been achieved. What a serious crime would it be if it ignited war for the country? Thinking of this, his waist was bent even lower.

After dozens of days of trek finally going to the place, Han Xue smiled with joy, "Master Luo has led the way." After speaking, he turned back into the carriage.

The shivering gloom regained the anticipation, and it was already murderous to stare at He Baiyu. Xiao Xueer refused to forgive him, but he said nothing, but his Xueer smiled at this little white face, this little white face was really hateful Reach.

Li Hebaiyu only felt a cold on his back, and looked around but found nothing wrong. He felt something inexplicable when he felt his head, but he did not know that he had been followed by a jealous man.