In the early morning of the next day, after a night of letting go, the two men and women looked at each other, feeling a little embarrassed as to what to do.
Sister Guo Jiu once thought about rushing forward and giving this stinky man who bullied her a beating, but in the end she had to admit that in the final stage, it was difficult to tell whether she was resisting or inviting.
Yang Chengzu saw her look of shyness, embarrassment and anger mixed together, and was grateful that Luo Feihong's medicine was just right and did not let Miss Guo Jiu notice the flaw.
The only way to die is to get married.
He took out the red-stained yuan handkerchief and carefully handed it to Sister Ninth.
He comforted her with kind words and promised to write more loving words for her, cheering for her special hobbies.
The female soldier named Yuhuan was given no less drugs than Sister Guo Jiu, and she also looked very haggard after being tortured by sound waves in the middle of the night.
But he still managed to come over and congratulate his uncle and young lady, and brought a towel over to wipe their bodies.
At this point, even if Sister Guo Jiu wants to have an attack, she doesn't know how to do it, let alone who to attack.
In the end, she had no choice but to say bitterly: "After I get married, your concubines, I also want them to be my wives.
There are so many women anyway, and you can't take a single one of them.
Some of the ones who are free must sleep with me." " "Everything is according to your wishes, madam.
I will never have any objections as husband.
Don't move while I comb your hair."
There was no mirror in this tent, but there was a horn comb.
Seeing Yang Chengzu skillfully combing her hair, Sister Guo gradually felt that this feeling was actually not that uncomfortable.
Thinking back to the scene last night, it seemed that doing that kind of thing with a man was not as sad and disgusting as I imagined.
That taste seems better than being with a woman.
"Actually, my father loves my mother very much, but he won't comb her hair.
This is all the work of the maid.
You are the master, and your servants will laugh at you if you do this.
Yuhuan, come here and comb my hair. " Just as Yuhuan was about to come over, Yang Chengzu had already stopped her: "No, no, just stand still, madam, if you want, I will comb my hair every day from now on.
I am not Guo Laoqian, I don't have that much dignity, and I don't For me, with such great official power, combing my wife’s hair is a pleasure and not a shame.
I can’t comb such beautiful hair in a lifetime.”
As he spoke, with Yuhuan's help, he put a woman's bun on Sister Guo Jiu.
Looking at the blood-stained white handkerchief and the messy bed, Sister Guo Jiu knew that there were many things and she could not look back.
"You don't have to please me.
I'm not one of those ladies who sells concubines or beats them to death.
There are so many beauties, how can you sell them, how can you kill them and keep them?
It's great to sleep with me from now on."
I decide which of them sleeps with you or who sleeps with me."
Thinking of this prospect, she felt that this marriage was not as bad as she imagined.
At this moment, the tent door opened and Luo Feihong walked in from the outside.
Seeing Sister Guo Jiu with a shy face and a delicate and weak look, how could she not know what happened between the two of them.
He thought to himself: This Yang Chengzu is indeed not an easy person.
After two fierce battles with him, he could still pick this long-legged girl.
He must have learned those fighting skills and is an excellent opponent.
His eyes glanced at Yang Chengzu's waist, his tongue lightly licked his upper lip, and he didn't know what thoughts were running through his mind.
Finally, he smiled and said congratulations, and then talked about the current situation.
"Bodie was forcing me to surrender last night.
He wants all of you.
To be honest, it's the big shots who want it.
As for Miss Ninth, they don't dare to harm her.
She has the face of Wuding Marquis Guo Qiansui. , they still want to make a deal with people.
As for Young Master Yang, actually.
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It’s not necessarily that we will die, but we have to hand over something.
To be honest, my tribe is not that strong, and it is no longer easy for the entire camp.
They are all preparing their troops and are ready to send troops from Bodi to snatch them away. " After listening to her narration, Sister Guo Jiu looked sharply, "Fei Hong Ke Dun, I am very interested in our cooperation.
However, if someone hurts my husband, then unless I die, I will never be done with him."
No more.
You can add 20% to what you want, but I want my husband to be fine."
Luo Feihong chuckled, "Ah, it's true that it's a husband and a wife.
After just one night of sleep, I have learned to protect my man.
It seems that I am a good matchmaker.
But it's useless to talk nonsense.
I need someone reliable.
Things.
As for you, I have my own arrangements, but I need your help. " In the capital, the house of Marquis Wu Ding was already filled with misery and misery.
Mrs.
Marquis Wu Ding hanged herself twice and swallowed gold once.
Thanks to the strong protection of several maids, no one was killed.
However, Wu Dinghou's face had been scratched several times by his old wife, and almost half of his beard had been pulled off.
He looked very embarrassed.
The old lady had no appetite from dinner to breakfast, and was just crying for her daughter.
Guo Xun said angrily: "You are crying because of the madness that Sister Ninth has herself.
She doesn't know how capable she is.
She really thinks she is invincible." , actually went to kick Meng The camp of the ancients is not what you are used to.
If you let her learn female sex at home, her life will be ruined if she enters the Tatar camp.
Even if she is rescued, she can only swallow gold and take poison.
Let her live and embarrass the whole family."
Before he could finish his sentence, the tea bowl from the old lady flew over.
"Old Shacai, you actually want to kill my daughter.
Let me tell you, I only want my daughter, and as long as she comes back, it doesn't matter even if she is really killed.
With my family's wealth and power, are you afraid that I won't be able to marry someone with that surname?
Yang, wasn't he caught with Jiu'er?
Let Jiu'er marry him.
If he dares not to marry him, I will fight with him desperately.
If you can't save your daughter, I will die. " Guo Xun shook his head helplessly, "It's not that I don't want to save, but how to save?
There are 100,000 Mongolian troops outside.
The men and horses in the capital have already fought with the Tatars, and neither of them has taken any advantage.
At this time, what do I have?"
There is a way to save people.”
While he was talking here, a steward came in, said a few words in Guo Xun's ear, and handed over another package.
Guo Xun opened the package and saw a treasured sword and a beaded crown with hundreds of birds facing phoenixes inside.
The old lady only took one look at it and snatched it up in one step.
"This is Xiaojiu's crown.
I recognize it.
But the people over there are talking about the ransom.
How much money do they want?
I'll give it."
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Guo Xun had no choice but to wink at the housekeeper and tell him to go and invite people quickly.
Anyone who could enter the city at this time must be very capable.
Those who go to town to negotiate through this kind of relationship must be asking the lion to open his mouth, but no matter how much the other party wants, he probably has no room for bargaining
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